A vision of Darkness

Lobo's POV

I stood there, frozen, unable to tear my eyes away from the scene unfolding before me. Zeeb held Anisha's hand, and I couldn't ignore the burning jealousy that seared through me. It wasn't just the sight of them together that stirred my ire—it was the fact that the wound I had inflicted on Zeeb was completely healed. Anisha had healed him. I knew the wounds weren't inflicted on purpose but then, it was like they were never there.

It was just like her to be the savior, to mend the wounds, even those inflicted by her ex-husband. I clenched my fists, feeling a mixture of anger and helplessness. Anisha had always been the emotional one, the one who would come back no matter how many times I hurt her. But this time, something was different. Her touch had healed Zeeb, and I hated seeing my brother with my ex-wife. It didn't look like she was back because of the love she has for me, she was back for something else. It looked like she didn't want to have anything to do with me but has something to do with me.

"Why are you here?" I demanded, my voice harsher than I intended it to be but I waited for her response.

Anisha looked at me, her eyes cold and distant. "I came to save you," she replied, her tone devoid of any warmth or affection. "Not because I care, but because I have to." She said to me coldly. That was the coldest I ever heard her voice.

"Save me?" I scoffed, trying to hide the confusion and unease her words caused. "You? Save me? You’re nothing but a pathetic wolf."

She didn’t flinch at my insult, which was unlike her. Anisha had always been so easy to rile up. Instead, she looked at me with a mix of pity and contempt. "I saw a vision, Lobo," she said quietly. "In it, you were reduced to nothing. And by nothing, I mean nothing." She replied and a grin followed afterwards.

Her words hit me like a punch to the gut, leaving me momentarily crippled by shock. I opened my mouth to respond, but nothing came out. My mind raced, trying to make sense of what she had just said. A vision? Reduced to nothingness? Since when does she see the future? How sure is she? Should I trust her?

Before I could gather my thoughts, Meera, who had been standing silently nearby, stepped forward, her face full of fury. "How dare you say such a thing to Lobo!" she shouted, lunging at Anisha like a wild animal.

Zeeb reacted instantly, his grip on Anisha’s hand tightening as he stepped between them, pushing Meera away with more force than necessary. "Don't you dare lay a hand on her," he growled, his eyes flashing with anger.

I could see how much Zeeb defended Anisha. The love he feels for her is clear. Clear enough in fact and I have to think well before I act. I wouldn't want to be the next person he pounds on. He seemed to be really into her.

Meera stumbled back, her eyes wide with shock and betrayal. She looked at me, silently pleading for me to defend her. But, I said nothing. I couldn’t. The weight of Anisha’s words and the realization of my own helplessness held me captive. I just stood there, watching as Zeeb defended Anisha, my own emotions an utter mess inside me. I wasn't even enough to defend Meera. One minute I'm a mad man and another minute I am sane. I was too unstable to defend anyone, especially Meera.

Anisha didn’t even spare Meera a glance. Her focus was solely on me, her eyes boring into mine as if she could see right through me. It felt like she would feed on my soul. The coldness in her gaze was troubling, so unlike the Anisha I had known. This was a woman who had been deeply hurt, not just by me, but by the betrayal of her sister.

I could see Meera’s disappointment and hurt, but I couldn’t bring myself to comfort her. Shame washed over me, and I turned away, unable to face her. I walked out, my heart heavy, the sound of my footsteps echoing in the silence that followed.

As I stepped outside, the weight of the situation made me feel really horrible and all I wished for was to be able to turn back the hands of time. Anisha's cold expression, Zeeb’s protectiveness, Meera’s disappointment – it was all too much. I felt lost, torn between the past and the present, unable to find myself. Anisha’s vision of my downfall haunted me, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that something would go terribly wrong. I could feel it in my gut already.

I leaned against a tree, I had walked quite a distance taking deep breaths to steady myself. The air was cool, it helped calm the anger, fear and sadness inside me. I closed my eyes, trying to clear my mind, but all I could see was Anisha’s cold gaze and the healed wound on Zeeb’s arm.

How did it come to this? How had I lost control so completely? Anisha had always been the one to come back, no matter what I did. But now, she was different, distant, and it scared me. The vision she spoke of lingered in my mind, a dark cloud that I couldn’t shake.

I opened my eyes and looked back at the house, where the people I had in control are now tangled in a web of hurt and betrayal. Anisha had come to save me, but it was clear that she was no longer the same person. And neither was I. I had obviously lost her.

As I stood there, grappling with my thoughts, I knew I had to find a way to fix this. To understand Anisha’s vision and to confront whatever it was that threatened my existence and sanity. But for now, all I could do was try to hold on to what's left of my life, hoping that somehow, I could piece them back together.

I walked away from the house, needing space to think. The forest around me was quiet, the only sound was the rustling of leaves underfoot. I tried to clear my mind, to focus on the problem at hand. Anisha’s vision was a warning, and I needed to take it seriously, no matter how much it stung my pride.

But how could I save myself when I didn’t even know what I was up against? And could I do it without Anisha’s help? The questions swirled in my mind, leaving me feeling more lost than ever.

For the first time in a long while, I felt alone. The people I had relied on were either distant or hostile, and I had no idea how to bridge the gap between us. All I could do was keep moving forward, hoping that somehow, I would find the answers I needed.

As the night fell, I found myself at the edge of a cliff, overlooking the valley below. The moonlight cast a pale glow on the land and I felt a strange sense of calm wash over me. This was a moment of clarity, a brief break from the chaos of my thoughts.

I took a deep breath, letting the cool night air fill my lungs. I needed to find a way to mend the broken bonds with Anisha, to understand the vision that haunted me. And most importantly, I needed to find a way to save myself from the fate that Anisha had seen. If it were tiring, I couldn't afford to be foolish..

As I stood there, looking out over the valley, I made a silent promise to myself. I would find a way to fix this, to make things right. No matter how difficult it was, I couldn’t let the darkness consume me. I had to fight, for myself and for the people I cared about. Sabrina wouldn't use me as her little play thing.

I turned away from the cliff and began the long walk back to the house. There was much to be done, and I couldn’t afford to waste any more time.

And as I walked through the darkness, I held on to the hope that somehow, I could find my way back to the light.