Siren Song Chapter 108

Published at 17th of August 2019 10:04:56 AM Chapter 108

Jari Maan al-Hassan moved quickly and quietly through the shadows of his home headed to his daughters' sleeping chambers .

He had been awoken by a faint strangling sound that made his blood run cold . He sat up finding himself alone in the giant bed, his wife no longer beside him .

Jari Maan al-Hassan walked through the corridors looking as to where she could be at the ungodly hour .

The man soon had his answers . As he walked through the dark corridors he stumbled over a large dark mass near the cooking area .

On the ground near his feet lay their only servant . An older widow by the name of Sama, she mostly helped them with their two little girls who were about as wild as their late aunt had been . The older woman's neck had been broken .

Jari Maan al- Hassan recoiled from the ghastly sight and began looking for his wife with renewed vigor . No longer fearing to wake anyone, he started to call for her while turning to head to the girls' room .
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"Fajr! Fajr!"

. . "Jari . . . " Her weak voice came from wall, hidden in the shadows not far from where old Sama lay .

Her two hands were pressed to her swollen belly, blood seeping between her fingers .

"Fajr!" He rushed to her, trying to check her grievous injury . She grabbed onto his hands tightly, a grim light burning in her eyes .

"Take the girls and leave here immediately!"

"Not without you, now come, let me help you, we will get the girls on time . " He tried to help her stand but she refused, pushing him away .

"No, it will take too much time! You need to go make sure they are safe first! The ones who did this didn't ask questions or anything they just struck, please Jari . "

"Fine, you stay here, hidden . I will return for you after the girls . Wait here . " Seeing her nod in acknowledgement he moved quickly and quietly .

He grabbed the door to their room only to find light coming from within . Inside sat his older brother, turned to the door as if waiting for him . His two little girls were holding onto each other as a man with a bloody knife stood over them .

"Fahir, what is the meaning of this?"

"Ah Jari, little brother, at last you join us . Did you find the presents I left for you?" He smirked as he said that, his gold-flecked eyes cold .

"You did that to Fajr and old Sama? But why brother?" He held out his hands imploringly .

"It's time you choose a side in this war . You have been sitting on the fence for too long . Our patience has grown thin . "

"Why does there even need to be war? What you and Mamud are planning to do is wrong!"

"Is that truly your final answer little brother? How disappointing . . " He lazily flicked a finger at the man, and like that the two small flames of life that were his daughters were viciously snuffed out .

Jari Maan al- Hassan threw himself at his brother, trying to strangle him with his bare hands . "They were your nieces how could you!"

"Easily, just like this . "

Fahir Sarhan al-Hassan whipped out a small dagger and lodged it firmly into his side . He twisted it in cruelly dropping his younger brother to the floor before walking over him .

"Set fire to this place, and be done with it quickly . We need to prepare an appropriate gift for my father . "

The man who had murdered his daughters took one of the candles lighting the room and threw it on their bed, igniting it . He coldly eyed Jari Maan al-Hassan who kneeled on the ground holding the blade sticking from him .

Jari Maan al-Hassan cried out seeing it set aflame and took a few steps forward to see that there was nothing that could be done . The damage had already been done .

Staggering from the room, leaving a trail, he went back to where he had left Fajr . She reclined against the wall where he had left her . Her face was now ashen and cold to the touch .

The man wept as he looked at ruin his brother's had brought down onto his household .

'For Fajr . For my little Tali and Yahra . I will see that you be brought to justice for this atrocity . '

He vowed as he held a blood soaked hand to the side of Fajr's ghostly face .

Chapter end

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