The curse— RP

Clover looked around for Harzon, a breeze blew through the trees. "Harzon?" she called. Nothing. We'll never find him. what if the hunters caught him. No, how would they keep him from changing back? she worried, Remember Kosega, a part of her whispered and she shoved it away. If Harzon was too weak to switch, the hunters could have caught him.
 
"I never turned my back on my family. I turned my back on a man who would kill his own daughter and his nephew. I'm turning my back on someone I once called uncle, but turns out to be only a bloodthirsty, vicious man." Tears stung Jordan's eyes. He wished this was all a dream. He wished that his uncle was a friendly and kind man he once thought he was. But Jordan knew that this was his real uncle. The true colors. And this man didn't care if his entire family died, so long that he could spill the blood of the gifted.
“I wouldn’t kill Imogen but that’s her choice” Uncke snarled
 
Jordan sighed. “Well, guess what. Imogen is gifted.”
”JORDAN” Imogen cried “how could you?! You just wrecked my father and my relationship”
“She’s what?!” Her father turned his disgusted face on her “all the more reason for you all to die in here”
 

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