Death point of view

Diego's Point Of View

No! No! No!

Don't think about her! Don't you even dare feel bad for her! Not after everything she has done. The lives she took from you and the family she destroyed.

Isabella!

She was the reason you became a monster. She was the one who was responsible for destroying your life.

I tried to remind myself of the mission countless times but it was getting hard to stick.

After going undercover and lying to all of the Blood Moon pack, did I actually develop some sort of attachment to those people?

No! I couldn't. They meant nothing to me, she meant nothing to me. The only feeling I am allowed to feel for her is hatred for Everything she has done. For killing my parents.

I still remember that day like it was yesterday. I was just three years old when my entire life was turned up side down. I remember waking up in the middle of the night sixteen years ago. I was awakened by the sounds of screaming and cries, I knew that our coven, the Black Rose, was under attack.

I rushed downstairs to receive the acidic stench of blood all around. I could see countless dead witches from my coven lying on the ground dead. One of the bodies that laid on the bloodied floor was my father.

I remember going to his side and desperately wishing I could somehow wake him up but I couldn't.

“Diego!” I heard my mom's voice call me urgently as she rushed to my side, pulling me away from my father's corpse.

“Mother, what happened to father?” I asked, not able to make sense of it all.

“You weren't supposed to see any of this my dear Diego.” She spoke, holding me tight in her warm embrace.

“What's going on mother?” I questioned.

“She has gone completely mad and drunk with power. She will stop at nothing to gain more power.” Mother spoke. I was still unclear about who she spoke about.

“Who is it mother?” I asked.

“Isabelle, your cousin.” I stared at her in shock.

“She did all of this. She destroyed everything, she killed our coven and murdered your father. Now she will come to find you, you must hide now.” Mother said, taking me and hiding me underneath my bed in my room.

“Do not come out of here Diego.” My mother instructed me sternly and I could see the fear in her eyes and I was scared too but I knew I had to be brave for her.

I nod, folding myself into the tiny space under my bed. Through the small spaces, I was able to watch it all happen.

Isabella came, only that she was looking much different from the cousin that I knew. Her eyes were overcome with a glowing green. She had an evil smile stuck on her face, and radiated pure dark magic.

“Found you!” She grinned.

“Isabelle please no!” My mother begged but fell on deaf ears. With a wave of her hands, she slit my mother's throat. She fell on the ground as she bled to death while Isabella grinned.

I couldn't do anything, I just watched in silence. The Black Rose compound was burnt down and just when I began suffocating from the smoke that's when aunt Delilah found me.

On that day she rescued me. She saved me from my ruthless cousin. She told me all about what happened. Isabella was overtaken by her dark magic so she killed everyone to gain more powers.

Aunt Delilah took me in and that was when she founded her new coven, the Red circle. She formed a coven of very powerful and elite witches. She taught me the one thing that the world dear and respect was power and that was all I needed to make the world bow at my feet. That was what I needed to make Isabella pay for ruining my life.

I began training in all forms and arts of magic. Aunt Delilah made me train in the most deadliest situations, most of them my lives was almost lost but it made me stronger.

After some years went by, that was when she brought in Yennefer. Yennefer was different from me, unlike me that had my family ripped away from me, Yennefer family just didn't want her. They rejected her because she was different but she found a new family with us.

She became my family, I have always regarded Yennefer as my sister and we grew up together under the training of my aunt with one some purpose to destroy Isabella and here I was unable to go through with the plan.

‘Why are you hesitating? You should feel no emotion towards her except hatred. She ruined your life!’ The dark voice inside my head echoed.

Darkness like I prefer to call him has been a constant friend of mine for as long as I could remember. I first came in contact with him when I was five, back then I stumbled upon the cursed dagger of Perdomo in one of Aunt Delilah cursed artifacts. That day the dagger called to me, choosing me and granting me great dark powers.

Delilah allowed me to have it and I treasured the gift. Darkness was my only friend and the only one I could truly trust.

The dagger was cursed and infused with a vast amount of dark magic, it could kill any supernatural being it came in contact with. It drives the wielder into a rage and craving for blood, and it did to me too. I had a insatiable thirst for blood and death. I killed for fun and destroyed everything I came in contact with.

That was how I acquired the nickname of the commander of Death. Everywhere I went death followed me.

There was no way to separate this Darkness from me, it had already latched and formed with part of my soul and nothing would change that. So I did the next best thing, I learnt to control the Darkness and curse. I learnt to be in control and not let him control me.

I worked as a blade for the Red Circle for years until Aunt Delilah sent me to work for the swine, Stanley Edgar, a vampire and head of the Triad.

The Triad was an independent organization that offered mercenary services to anyone willing to pay. They killed and assassinated top figures in the supernatural world. I worked for him killing top figures in the supernatural world until I was requested back by my aunt.

It was time to take out our revenge. For our family and for our coven.

‘You shouldn't feel pity for her Diego.’ Darkness continued, and he was right. I shouldn't feel pity for her. Today would be the last time I would let myself get bothered by such useless emotions.

After taking countless of lives, when I finally get to kill Isabella it wouldn't mean anything. It shouldn't but I couldn't help but feel like what I was doing was wrong.

***Author's note****

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Chapter soundtrack: 50 first days by Alec Benjamin (the lyrics says a lot about poor Diego)