Wicked 14 (His side)

Finally
After six months of torture
Today I will finally get to see her.

I’m nervous…
This feeling reminds me
Of when I first saw her
On that rainy day
500 years ago.

My beam of pure light
The glory of my life

There she stood
Looking at me
While her clothes and bearing
Resembled a dark winter storm
Her skin was white as the snow
Such a thrilling and beautiful soul
Surrounded by a scarlet field
The siege of Belgrade.

I was surrendered at her feet
Not by fear
I’ve been a slave for many years
The horrors I had to deal through
All of those years
Can not compare to the loss
Of my lord who was killed by Suleiman.

No, this is not fear
This is my desire to be her shield
Her spear…

It was out of my control
I just felt my heart racing
Everything else was blurry
Heat invaded my calm demeanor.
Seems like I knew her
Yet it was my first time seeing her.

The sound of her voice
Waves entering my ears
Ecstasy resonating
Through my veins.

“This is a nostalgic smell
You’re that baby boy,
Your mother….”

She looked pained
I wanted to embrace her
And say, everything is ok…

“She would be
So happy to know
You are alive…”

She tilted her head
It reminded me of an owl
A beautiful and majestic
One at that.

“A bit messy, but alive.
So what is your name?”

Her smile welcomed me
A slave barely surviving a war
I wanted to tell her my everything
Yet I am a mere number
I became aware of my self.
Trembling I said,
“I… I am number 66.”
I was ashamed
My heart throbbed uncontrollably.

“Hmm, very well follow me
I will find a proper name
To her son.
And you are no longer a slave
It is your choice.
If you want to follow me
Hear my say
If not let’s part ways.”

She started walking away
dignified with her sword at bay.
On guard just in case…

My goddess of destruction
As well as of creation
I followed her…

Wicked (His Side) 12

***** Continuation *****

“Oh! What’s this?
Look who’s coming?” Said Rose

“Cut it out Rose
Where is she?”

I wanted
To rip her apart
If it wasn’t for that
Dragon lover of hers.

It’s been two years
I’ve searched for Leia everywhere
Except
Rose’s territory…
Texas.

I need her permission
Since
She’s the current alpha.
Her
Being a Nahual
And that dragon lover of hers
A lethal combination
Against us
Vampires.

“I gave you my advice Mat
It’s late now
Let her be
Give her another year
Let her breathe.
She’s under my care
I promised her a peaceful life
At least until the spell wears off.
She still has another 3 years
So she’s safe
And unconsciously
She doesn’t even have eyes
For other guys
I honestly don’t know
If she is stubborn
Or just too loyal.
Anyways
She will graduate
In another year.
I’ll give you a chance
To enter my land
And settle for two years.
Only then
Can you break the spell.”

She’s talking as if
She doesn’t see…
I’m burning inside
Yet she keeps smirking
Knowing I have no say in this.

But still…

“Give me proof
A picture
At least once a week.”

“What?
Mat
Are you insane?”

“Rose
It’s been two years
My heart has been
In constant turmoil
Please”

She sighed
“Ok but remember
It’s your choice
If you want the same outcome.
You see
Her life is not decided by you
But by her.
You want her?
Court her
Love her
Make her fall for you so bad
That even when the spell is broken
She’ll still stays by your side…
Anyways
Come back in a year
And don’t disappoint me.”

She left
Leaving me with a sour mouth.
At least Leia is alive
And I will be able to see her
In a year’s time…

Wicked 11 (His Side)

Today is the day…

I have felt good
Since she came
Into this world.

But today
I’m thrilled
I’m almost done
Grooming myself
To meet her.

Five hundred years
Have passed by.
Today
She will
Finally be mine
Once again.

It was hard
Not to show
My emotions.

My restrain was
My vow with Ernest
Not to come close
To her
Until her 18th birthday
so I had to keep away.
Even when she came
to me
I had to be silent
and cold.
Not a good start
at all.
But today
Will be the end
Of that
I’ll finally show
my true self.

Leia
My lovely honey eyes
Frail like jasmines
In full bloom
With such a sweet
Smell
Under the moonlight.

Finally
Behind this door
Is my betrothed
What face will she make?

I opened the door
And there was
Only a note
“The kingdom is yours
Don’t look for me
Since I won’t exist anymore.”

My heart sank

I was shocked!

But I felt her presence
Her unique blood
That keeps us vampires
From desiring only blood.

Then, I saw it.
A blood stone
Who?
Who took her?

Who dared?!

To go against me?!
I grabbed the stone

Enraged
I left the mansion.
In search for my beloved.

Wicked 10

By RRSuperNova

***** Continuation *****

It does makes me wonder
What was he thinking
The entire time?
Also
What was true
And what was not?

I still remember
The day I was gonna
Visit the children’s home
Even though I was a teenager
At the time
They took care of me
Since I had no memory
No relatives
Nothing.

I had a sponsor back then
Who would of thought
That Rose was being kind
I guess she was worried
Even though
She has no link
To us vampires.
Well I guess
She does now.
I will be
Forever grateful.

I had a 3 day weekend
During that time.
As I was packing
He came and hugged me
Whispering in my ear
“You are mine
Don’t ever leave.”

I was shocked!
So I turned
Looked at him
With astonished eyes
“Why would I leave?”
Now I understand why
He turned his head
mumbling
“Yeah, why would you?”

He hugged me stronger
As a scared kid
Hugging his teddy bear
On a cold scary night.

Why dis he do that?
I kept staring at the floor…

I felt a sudden gasp of wind
Coming from the window
So I stood up
And as I was approaching
The window
I heard that husky voice
Whispering “Leia”
behind me.

I stopped in bewilderment
And I panicked…

“Oh no!
He is alive!”

Wicked 9

By RRSuperNova

***** Continuation *****

A thought came to me
As I was being
Interrogated by the cops.
**Erase their memories**
But what’s the point
The fire needs to be stopped.
I need a bias to leave
And this is for the best.

After 5 years of absence
I need to proclaim
What is rightfully mine.
My lack of knowledge
In administration
Might be a set back
But I’m willing to fight.
since that’s my home
and they are my people…

“then, I’ll leave it to you
officers.” I walked away
Not far just next door
Which they found odd.
“Ah, forgot to say,
I’ll be staying at my neighbor’s house
Who is also my boyfriend.”
Their face suddenly changed
Yeap they understood
Case closed.

As I entered his home
I felt the emptiness of the place
Or is it the emptiness of my heart?
Great!
I have really fallen
Into his grasp!

Makes me wonder
If he even felt
At least a bit
Attracted
Or if any of those
Words
Those memories
Anything!
At least had a significance
To him.

Why?
Why did he make that face
When I pushed him away?
Why didn’t he dodge
My fire coming his way?

Wicked 8

By RRSuperNova

***** Continuation *****

“To be a human
You need to sacrifice your past
like being reborn
Loosing it all
And can only be done once.”
Those were Rose’s words

My naive self thought
That he would never set
Those deep navy blue eyes on me
Ever again.
Since the emblem was his.

Why?
Why would he look for me?
Was it just pride?
To mess up the toy
That left his grasp?

My foolish heart thought
That all the coincidences
Were fated
He being my neighbor
He being my boss
He liking a girl
With no background.

In fact
I should have known
When that coworker disappeared
I found it odd
I waited at the movies
After making plans.
He never showed up
I tried calling
Sent messages
But none were answered
Or returned.
He never showed up again
Not even at work.
I was careless…

I felt disappointed
After two hours of waiting
He showed up
I was looking at my phone
When those hearty lips
Showed next to me
Once again
That collarbone
I was flabbergasted
I heard with his sweet deep tone
“Ms. Leia?”

It was a shock
A tingling sensation
Entering my eardrum
And making its way
Inside my throat
Even beyond that.
The foolish me
Even thought
He was my savior.

He deliberately
Moved my world.
Knowing
Toying
Expecting
It was all
A big chess board…

He the big player
Moving the pieces
Me the black pawn
And my blocked memories
Invisible chains
That wouldn’t let me
Run away…

Wicked 7

By RRSuperNova

*****     Continuation   *****

Eight years ago
I decided to run away
My father
Gray haired
Hazelnut eyes
Rigorous man
Lord Evans
The lord of the north american vampires
Passed away.

I as his only successor
Became the new lord
In name only.
The real lord was
Mathew
He was my father’s right hand man
As well as my betrothed.

I was kept in the dark
My dad kept me
as his treasure
That gem
That needs to be untouched
And shiny to wait for the right man
To have the vampire kingdom transaction.

I hated it
There was no love
He was as cold as a stone
He just needed the emblem
To reign the kingdom.
So I left it
Along with a letter.
“The kingdom is yours
Don’t look for me
Since I won’t exist anymore.”

I asked Rose
To change me
To give me a different life.
I just wanted to free myself
From this rigid life
From being a mere figurine
In display to the clan.
This crown was too heavy
To uphold.
And I wanted a child of my own.
We as vampires can only
Give birth if our partner is human.
Of course that was out of the question
With him…

If only I had remembered him
Maybe I would have chosen differently…

My lovely Home

Been in crossroads
Searching for a place to belong
Since long ago.

And finally found a home
That sometimes is cold
But that keeps me warm.
It’s like destiny
My feet moved towards it.

I fell a few times before finding it
But suddenly
It appeared in front of me
Without me realizing it.
And it was
The most wonderful feeling
When I gazed upon it.

I loved its colors
Unique and dignified
Sometimes displays
A shadow or two
With funny faces
And other animals too
Which is fun for the kids
To play, watch and follow.

It brightens our life
No matter
How dark or rainy is outside.
It gives me hope
When hope is way too thin.
It’s my pillar
My castle and armor.

My home
My place to collapse
To recharge with love
And display my comfort
My soul and my love.

It has always been lighted
Like a lighthouse at the shoreline
Just in case if there is fog
Just in case if I lose my way.
No matter where it is
That light will bring me home
And keep me safe.
This is my home
My other half
And lovely soul.

My Vow to You

By RR SuperNova

I’ll trust your words
By taking this hand
I’ll give you my all
Without forgetting myself.
I’ll build you a home from scratch
And give it some warmth.

I don’t ask
For much in return
Let me love you
Let me be part of your world.

I’ll try my best
Till death do us part
And after that
I’ll become a shining star.

And just like the sun
With my ray of light
I’ll caress you
With delight
And fill you with warmth.

This, I can vow
For this is my love
My all and my soul
They came into this world
Just to find your soul.

Dragoness

By Rosalva Ruiz SuperNova

There is a legend
That only a few know
About this mysterious woman
Who’s face is still unknown
Yet her feats
Are recorded
In the Odd family scroll. 

A chivera from la frontera
Who passed from electronics
Food 
And some other tonteras. 

The one and only wedding aide
Who didn’t give access
To this celebrity fave
For the simple reason
That Fito Olivares was not written
In that page
Of course
Who would have known
That Rodolfo Olivares
Was his real name
A VIP guest
At least
that’s what’s written there. 

And well the list goes on
Array with beats
And souls that begin to flow.
That was her last job as such
That is for sure. 

Now let’s not forget
Of the many recorded
Falls from filming
“The one in a lifetime events”
Such as the time of that wedding
Where the bride’s arm
Suddenly arose
Trying to hold
something in the air
Their lips
As well as their eyes
Saying “Oh no!”
Then a white ceiling
Of the church
Came into view… 

This other time
Where instead of a white ceiling
It was the face of Jesus
With his arms wide open
Kind of saying pobrecita
Ahi va de nuevo otra caida… 

But
Fret not
That gave her the best idea
Pictures taken from the floor
She’s got quite a few
Of those.
The kiss in the air
From the groom and his bride
The funny faces from friends
And quinceañeras
Enjoying their time. 

The groom leaning
The dazed eyes
Anticipating a love song
And the fallen bow
Giving the perfect
Memory for years to come. 

While in the cloud
Makes one remember
That this woman
Is a dragoness in disguise
When the time comes by.
A whisperer of love
When the need is more.
A clown in the cloud
When the kids are around.
And last but not least
A cast speller
In an invisible town
When she holds
Her feathered pen
And writes in the air.