"Enough of your SICk games mother!" Damien shouted. He was in disbelief, afraid it was another sick attempt for his mother to disarm him mentally. But I hadn't been feeling well all day. I started to ponder the thought-the possibility of it being truth. But shouldn't I be able to feel IT? Shouldn't I know first!
"This isn't a game Damien, a game would imply both sides have an equal chance of winning. This is checkmate. And besides, I can hear the child's heart beat, it's slow and new..but it's there. I can guarantee." She smiles softly, I gagged. Not because I COULD be pregnant, but because I was getting sympathy from a beast.
"You two are bonded yes?" She condescended to us. "Therefore you cannot deny that it is possible." She got up and extended her hands to me. "I'll show you." I looked to Damien but his face was blank fighting with truth and lie. I took her hands and everything went quiet. All sounds drowned out, and faintly in the distance, in the sound vacuum...there was a tiny heartbeat. A baby's. She let go of me and everything returned to normal. I looked to Damien, and nodded. A faint glimmer of happiness glazed over his eyes. But soon was replaced by his spikes of pain. Blood was still flowing from his wounds. I wasn't sure how much he had lost or how much he could afford to lose at this point. I had to get him help quick.
"Yes, I saw it. But can't you see your son. He is dying, please..just let me help him." I say as calmly as possible trying to get in touch with her motherly instincts. She looked over to him. She took a deep whiff.
"That wound has a spell on it. I cannot do anything."
"He'll die!" I shouted but she didn't budge. Yet she pondered the thought for a moment.
"Yes, he may die. But that child inside of you is created through some of the strongest light and dark magic. So if it should come to Damiens death. Then your child can take his place."
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I was fuming. First they take my brother, then they let that bitch loose and now she wants to let my husband die! That's too much for one day. On top of all of that, I'm carrying a child that this bitch wants to use as her side ruler.
"You're going to regret all of this when Drake and the pack get here. They won't hesitate to rip you apart."
She laughs, a little too loud.
"Ahhh Drake. He really is Such a good man. He has loved you since the day he met you and you tossed him to the side. Yet STILL, HE LOVES YOU! AND CONTINUES TO FIGHT FOR YOU! It was so obvious how much he loved you. I played that to my advantage. He was so easy to enchant-"
"Wait.." my stomach twisted as I remembered the traumatising event before the tournament. When he assaulted me.
"That was you? ..You enchanted him!? You made him Try to rape me! To kill me!!" Her eyes narrowed.
"I have wanted you dead since the second you were born." She leaned forward and I saw veil of white hiding the evil within her eyes. "You cost me my eyes! Bitch! The only reason you're not dead RIGHT NOW is because of that child you are carrying, consider yourself lucky to be breathing!"
"How could you do that.. how?" Damien managed to say through his rapidly shortening breaths. She slithered over to him, with a vengeance enraged.
"How? With a snap of my fingers. I can do whatever I will." She twirled.
This bitch has an ego. A large one. We needed to distract her long enough for me to break the spell. When she touched me I found a flaw. A break in her circuit. I can access it. But I need her to lower her defences, just low enough so I can break the spell. I was snatched into reality with Damiens mortifying cough. I needed to do this fast. He was beginning to become pale, and his eyes darkened. (What can I do!?) I looked at her and watched how she twirled, getting off on her nearing success. (Insult her ego...)
"In what way do you think you have won!?" I say. She turns her head towards me inclined to my words. "Because to me, it's clear you have lost." She now faced Me, her large ego throbbing inside her massive head. I had her attention, but more importantly, I had taken away her focus.
"My dear look around," she motioned to the limp soldiers rotting away at our feet, "I'm in control here. Not you."
"If my mother hadn't defeated you and taken your eyes I'm sure you would be able to SEE clearly what position you hold here. And that's nothing. Because you are nothing. Not here at least." Ah shit. Too far. I could feel her anger, but too much emotion leaves room for mistakes. If was lowering but still it needed to.lower more. "190 years ago You couldn't even complete your main task in killing me without fucking it up. YOU WERE AT FULL POWER. And yet, you still think you stand a chance!? You couldn't even kill a baby! Yet you think that you can take down ThE DARK FoRCES all on your own! How pathetic-"
"ENOUGH!" (Boom, her defences lowered.) I felt it surge through me again and With a blast of Dark magic, Andrea goes flying into the depths of the trees and I feel the release of her spell which was holding me down. I leapt to my feet, unsure of how much time we have. I rushed over to Damien, but he was too weak to get to his feet.
"Karina you need to go..for the baby's sake leave me!" He shouted. His eyes widened behind me and I met his eyeline and saw Andrea flawlessly march out from the shadows like the attack had done no damage. Her eyes quivered and her faced was sour. She was royaly pissed. But I felt the movement, behind me they shifted awaiting my command. He was here too, Drake. I felt some kind of release knowing he was alive. They were Waiting in the trees. I could hear them. I am part of the pack, I could hear their internal chatter. (We're here now Karina don't worry.) TRIKA! (The castle is won! we have King Lucent in the dungeons. Soilders are coming to this location soon) TRIKA DAMIEN- (We will get to Damien, we can smell his blood. We will take care of it. We are awaiting your command to attack.) A smile crept upon my face. Andrea now stood a mere 10 feet away from me.
"I understand Andrea, really I do." She stares at me. Unsure where I was going. She was Damien's mother after all. I needed to try and reason with her. One last chance. "I understand your frustration. You were a part of something so rare. Being a Nightslayer, a creature of darkness, You were part of a family. The reason we hold onto these things so tight is because we fear that some things can never happen twice. Sometimes the bad things in life lead us to the best things that can ever happen to us." I motioned to Damien.
"Look around you. You have everything. Leave us be." There is a moment of silence before it is ruined by her bitchy cackling.
"You think you're so wise, strong and fearless. I see right through you, like I saw through your mother. You are nothing to me."
"I am wise because I have been foolish." (Lavria.) "I am strong because I have been weak." (Drake's spell) "and I am fearless because I have been afraid.." (Damien.) "The Light is easy to love." I smile at how ironic it is. "I am A Queen of Darkness. I do not live in Darkness for the forces of Darkness lives in me. You will respect that as your queen, or die because I am done with your bullshit." I can feel Damien's eyes on me. His mother was speechless. But she isn't backing down.
(Trika, Get Damien back to the castle. Leave the rest to me.) I'll do this For Ryan, and Isla..and my mother. Time to be strong, because I haven't got another choice.