"Look Bob! I found them! I found them!" a boy about 20 years old shouted, and pointing to a huge old willow tree. Another boy about the same age as him sprinted towards the boy, "Oh! Finally! Now the villagers will believe our little Veronica now. Good job Sky!" Sky, the boy that had just pointed out the tree, beamed with pleasure.
Suddenly, the willow tree which was green, turned bright red, then white and at last pink. The two boy gasped and ran towards the tree. All of a sudden, the pink tree let out a shriek, that pierced the boys ears. Then, tons of pink birds flew out of the tree. The two boy took their chance and shot a arrow at the birds. Three or four birds dropped out of the colony, the two boys kneeled down to take the birds. But something big and pink blocked their way.

"Human! How dare you kill four of the sacred nightingale's! For that, I will curse you! Since you like killing! I will grant your wish - to kill forever more! But since there are only two of you, but you killed four of my kins. Two other kins of you will be cursed. Until you bring the nightingale's you have killed back to life, the curse will never be lifted! Take heed human, on your way, we will be waiting for you!" The huge pink nightingale hissed at Bob and Sky.

The two boys rushed home, leaving their bow and arrows on the forest ground.

After they went home, they checked every family member to see if there was something wrong with them. In the end, no one was wrong.

Night came, everyone in the village had fallen asleep. But, Sky and Bob couldn't sleep, they were still thinking about what the nightingale had said. Will it be Catarina who will be cursed along with them? Or will it be mum and dad? Sky thought, tossing and turning in his bed. Whatever happens, it can't be Veronica, he won't let it happen.
Suddenly, there came a blood curdling scream. Sky jumped out of bed and searched the house. Catarina wasn't in bed, so wasn't Veronica. He pushed the covers of Veronica's bed away, he froze in pure horror. A blood red liquid made into the shape of a nightingale.
Sky ran out into the street, his heart pounding in his chest. Two bodies were sprawled out on the ground. Their faces were so familiar. "Mum! Dad! Nooo!" But, there was no point in crying, their dead.

Sky's eyes trailed the ground. Pink mist led to the edge of the village. He followed them and gasped at who he saw at the end. "Catarina? Veronica?" The two figures nodded. "Where is Bob?" "Theirs only three of us left in the family, we couldn't help it." The girl with dark hair answered, "The two of you betrayed us. You are under the curse too. Come with us to escape from humans, then, they will be safe." Sky was speechless.