Chapter 3 Mysterious Savior

• I ran down the street like a madwoman as I felt in my whole being an inexplicable urge to return home immediately.
• All the cells in my body were screaming at me that I had to get back there as soon as possible, that my mother needed me, and that I mustn't waste a single second more.
• I had to protect my mother at all costs.
• I don't know where this imperative came from but it was there ordering me in the form of an inner and authoritative voice to run toward my home. so I did it without asking for my rest
• The way to my house has never seemed so strange to me. The reason is simple. I felt things that I had never felt before. It felt like every feeling in my body was heightened and it felt like my head was going to explode.
• Not just exploding, that I would soon pass out and even die. It was as if my body was in pain but in time this pain soothed me. I did not know exactly how to explain my emotions at that moment but they were more than tumultuous.
• Whether it's the sounds around me, even the most distant, like perhaps a person in a telephone booth, motorists screaming, vehicle horns, footsteps, all those noises that before seemed normal to me, the main characteristics of cities, these noises now make me sick.
• I want to tear my hair out at all this heckling and it's not the only thing that pisses me off.
• The vibrations I can feel from the bottom of my feet to my brain are unbearable.
• I feel like I can even hear an ant walking on the ground and that is more than scary. What could be happening to me that makes things I didn't care about before seem so intense? So disturbing? So striking... I'm afraid.
• I stopped for a moment before shifting to a small side alley clutching my ears with my hands. All these noises were so annoying and now there were these smells that I smelled that invaded my brain.
• I felt both pleasant and horrible things, the food, the garbage, the diesel, and all the other smells mixed in my brain and gave me one of these waves of nausea, I wanted to understand but I had no answer to all my questions.
• I didn't want to feel all that, it frightened me but at the same time, it was like a sweet temptation that gripped my chest, a sweet poison that I didn't want to let go of, feeling that it was inexorably part of me, an inseparable side of me of which I was not aware until now.
• So much that it frightened me and so much that it gave me a feeling of freedom that I had never had since I was born.
• I crossed my arms over my shaking body and decided to calm down. I had too many things in mind and I was afraid of bordering on a nervous breakdown so I took the time to put away all my emotions and my scary ideas
• It took me more than ten minutes before I opened my eyes wide, feeling footsteps coming towards me. They were heavy but I felt something else when I heard them approach me: danger.
• The voice inside me shouted at me that these people who came were not convenient so I straightened up suddenly falling on a bunch of thugs who looked at me like a piece of meat.
• I took a step back before finding myself surrounded.
• "Oh, what do we have here? A cute little cat but what are you doing here? It's dangerous to be here alone you know..."
• I gulped before trying to shift to the side. Of course, it's dangerous since you make it that way.
• I looked around but there was no way to escape, I was trapped.
• The tallest man and the leader of the group walked up to me with a perverted, sly face and I realized I was in complete shit. I shifted to the side before backing up but was soon cornered by a wall behind me as these sneering hyena-like men came near me with less than laudable intentions.
• I placed my hands in defense in front of me before closing my eyes and praying for someone to come to my aid as if heaven heard me I heard moans in front of me and the sound of bodies falling heavily on the floor.
• But the worst was that lingering smell of blood that burned my nostrils.
• I opened my eyes hastily before seeing the bodies of my attackers strewn on the ground writhing in pain and a tall, menacing figure staring at them with murderous eyes.
• He was a man and he had an imposing build, he certainly had his back to me but I could see that he was well-built.
• I sighed reassured and walked over to thank him before feeling like my head was throbbing.
• The smell of blood, the voice, my mother.
• Without waiting to thank my mysterious savior whose features I hadn't seen because he was hidden under a cloak, I ran away from this alley and headed for my house with this horrible feeling that was suffocating my senses and confusing my mind.
• I needed to see my mother and find out how she is.
• The man who had just saved me reached out trying to catch me but I was too fast and he gave up.
• He smiled before squeezing his hand to his chest.
• "I finally found you... My Luna..."
• He heard a groan on the ground and his mind went back to the men he had just knocked down.
• His face immediately froze and he lifted his foot almost crushing the man's head.
• "How dare you desire what is mine?"
• After beating these men again he came out of the dark alley and got into his car with his driver getting into the car.
• " Master? Shall we look for the lady?"
• " Useless... She will come to me in a while.
• The driver nodded before driving off.
• " Where are we going ?"
• " I need to get rid of some rats in Capital City. I think after their dirty work they have already returned to Capital City. I would have liked to arrive earlier but unfortunately, this is not the case... She was at least able to protect her child..."
• The driver just nodded as he left Rendall town and headed towards Capital City.
• For my part, I had run to the house. My limbs were so flexible and my running so fluid it felt like I was flying.
• But the moment I found myself in front of my house, an unpleasant feeling came over me.
• The heavy, sickening smell of human blood around the house.
• I started shaking moving slowly almost timidly towards the house as the voice told me that this blood, I knew who it belonged to and also know why it was so intense.
• I shook my head internally screaming at that insidious voice to be quiet because I didn't want to hear it but it kept singing to me about how inconsiderate I had acted with my mother and now she was at the home item of death.
• " it's wrong you're talking bullshit."
• I screamed as passers-by looked at me strangely. I blushed with shame before hearing the voice speak again.
• It told me that if I didn't believe it, I had to go and check it myself. My heart tightened in my chest and I sighed. There was no point arguing with an imaginary voice making me sound crazy in public so I better go check it out for myself.
• Slowly I climbed the steps of the stairs before finding myself on the veranda of our house.
• I took a deep breath and exhaled before turning the doorknob and inserting the key that I had nevertheless struggled to remove from my pocket.
• I was surprised to find the door open and felt something was seriously wrong.
• My mother, even though it always seemed strange to me, always kept the door closed with her inside. So that I always had a key on me even if my mother was at home.
• But today the door was open. I swallowed heavily before pulling myself together, I mustn't panic.
• I had to keep my calm.