Moon Lovers: Bound by Blood and Revenge

Hearing that question, Kira tossed a look at her, allowing his eyes to roam over her beautiful face. He could see that Marceline had been troubled by these thoughts for the past years. A mixture of hatred, sadness, and helplessness flared in her emerald eyes.

She seemed to be walking and running around the maze seeking for answers only to get lost and meet a dead end. She got nothing at all, even the tiniest clue. Her grandfather kept her in the dark for a long time.

"When I heard about your parents' death, knowing they are the former gatekeepers, I also wondered how werewolves were able to hurt them. I've been asking myself the same thing." Kira answered her truthfully.

Seeing her tears threatening to fall, Kira reached out, caressing her cheeks using his fingers. "I can only speculate three things, my Lady."

"Three things?" Marceline mumbled, looking at him expectantly. She wanted to hear it. Maybe Kira might have some useful information again.

"One possibility. Your parents lost their magic stones during the attack. Second possibility– the magic stones were taken or stolen from them. But only humans could do that because witches, werewolves, and vampires couldn't touch the stones…"

"Why is that so?" she asked him curiously as her interest was now piqued by that magical stone.

"That magic stone has a great effect on us. Once we are exposed to it, we are weakened and our special abilities like mind control will not work. Besides, if the gatekeepers feel threatened because of supernatural beings like us, the magic stones will react automatically."

Kira continued explaining things to Marceline. She was just silently listening to him, trying to remember if she had seen that magic stone before.

"Gatekeepers were supposed to be neutral so Moon Goddess made sure that our kinds would not be able to harm them or threaten them…"

Kira told Marceline the most important role of the gatekeepers.

Gatekeepers were said to be the protector of the human race. Since humans did not possess superpowers like vampires, werewolves, witches, and hybrids, Moon Goddess gave them the power to lock the portals so that supernatural beings from the Kingdom Phantasia would not be able to invade the human world.

When Kira became the King of Phantasia, he had sworn to the Moon Goddess that he would maintain the peace among the different beings and would ensure the safety of humans.

But everything changed when he disappeared and was put into his slumber. Werewolf Clan monopolized the power, making the witches and other creatures submit to them while enslaving the vampires. Even the other gatekeepers already sided with the werewolves.

The balance of power was long gone. The Vampire Clan and the Werewolf Clan were having another war! Now, even the humans were getting involved.

"So, what is your third speculation?" Marceline softly asked. Her voice sounded sleepy but she kept fighting it as she still wanted to hear Kira's thoughts. She sunk into his body further, hugging him as she lay her head on his chest.

"My third speculation is that… maybe your parents gave the magic stone to you as your protection. Maybe that's the reason why you were the only one who survived during the attack. But still… I'm wondering how the werewolf was able to bite you."

"Another scenario is that… maybe your parents came when you lost consciousness and they tried to save you against the werewolves and used the magic stones to protect you."

Marceline frowned when she heard that. Her eyes flickered when she recalled something.

"Perhaps these magic stones are in the form of jewelry such as a necklace or bracelet?" She tilted her head to see Kira's face.

"Yes… I saw one magic stone before. It's a purple crystal stone. We called it Ametiz Stone. It is used as a pendant by a gatekeeper. But it can be in another form. It depends on the owner. Why did you ask? Do you have this magic stone? Are the magic stones of your parents in your possession? But magic stones will lose their power once the owner dies."

Marceline shook her head. "I don't think my parents gave me that magic stone. But I can remember something. I saw it once. My mother's pendant. But my mom warned me not to touch it."

"But one time, I got sick because I didn't listen to my mother. I touched her necklace because of my curiosity. Since that day, I haven't seen her necklace again. She said I am allergic to jewelry, especially silver."

Kira blinked his eyes, looking at her with disbelief. "Marceline Celeste… you have a rare and unique illness for a mere human. Are you sure you are a human?" Kira raised this question once again.

Marceline pursed her lips, feeling annoyed. She hit his chest and bit his shoulder.

"Aww! Are you a wolf or a vampire? Why are you biting me?" Kira asked her again, a teasing smile visible on his face.

Marceline glared at him and said, "Be grateful that I don't have fangs like a vampire and I don't have sharp teeth like a werewolf! Of course, I am a human! Do you have any problem with that?"

Kira moved his head from left to right. A warm glow of happiness could be seen in the faint curve of his lips. "Honestly, I'm so glad that you are a human. Hmm, you have to become a gatekeeper! I will need your help to open the portal for me and I will make sure to get to the bottom of all this mystery."

She somehow felt reassured by Kira's words. Her soft lips stretched into a small smile before nodding her head.

"Let's work together and unfold the truth," she mumbled, feeling hopeful.

Kira bobbed his head, touching the tip of her nose before saying, "Yes. We are in this together. So sleep now, my Lady. I know you are tired and want to take a rest."

Kira cuddled her in his arms as Marceline slowly closed her eyes, her head still laying on his chest. He just watched her, waiting for her to fall asleep.

Speaking of the portal, Kira remembered the conversation between Cedric and Ronan. A bloody night would happen when the clock struck midnight in the Northern Portal Gate.

'Hmm, I guess I have to go and have some fun tonight.' Kira smirked at that thought.