"Nooo!" Darren screams like his heart was ripped from his chest.
He runs over and opens the pouch further, exposing the decapitated head within. Whimpering, he pulls the head out and caresses the face with a mournful howl while the evil bitch cackles with glee.
I run over to Darren and wrap my arms around him as he begs this to be a nightmare. The head he's cradling is that of a woman. Through the gore I can see she was lovely with ginger hair.
Darren kisses the woman's forehead and whispers his love before laying her down on the grass. He uses the elements to open the ground and swallow his lover's head before standing up and facing the wicked old bitch.
"I will kill you, Merelda. I will do everything in my power to end your selfish life. Today you made an enemy out of the Fairies." Darren's fires burn brightly and his eyes drip liquid flames. I've never seen this emotion from him. We never got to meet this woman. She took his heart and loved him and this bitch killed her.
"You're a foolish fairy if you think you can do anything to me." Her voice makes the ground tremble but Darren is not moved at all.
"We shall see, Merelda," Darren hisses with dual voices of rage.
The witch's gaze darkens at Darren's promise but she can't hide the fear written in her features and the man's threats.
Trying to brush off Darren with false bravado, she turns to Drug and his brothers, "Stupid boys think you can protect these little Crows? They will die just as their parents have. And their parent's parents and all the generations of the True Bloods before them!" She raises her hands to the sky and with every word her voice mounts higher.
"Uh, lady, can you like... shut the fuck up for a moment?" I say with exasperation.
"For real, right? Her theatrics are lacking," Roxy says with a giggle.
"More like her voice is fucking annoying," Rory says while rubbing her ears, "Did you ever think to use magic on those vocal chords? I'm pretty sure you could at least make them match the Botox in your face."
"Silence!" Merelda yells like the entitled Elder she is.
Drug shifts and stands beside me, "No, my mate is right. Shut the fuck up. You sound like a cat that gargled rocks and glass, then drowned itself but survived. It's truly annoying. So how about I speak and you turn on your hearing aid." Drug steps closer to the gate and it makes me fucking nervous as hell.
Smoke pours from his nose as he stares at the sneering old bitch, "You forget one thing. We are the keepers of Hell and soon I will watch your skin burn from your bones while I dance amongst the flames to the melody of your screams."
Okay, that was pretty fucking dark and it totally turned me on.
I'm watching Drug's back flex with the way he rolls his head and I'm practically drooling. He's walking sex no matter the situation. I just want to reach around him and dip my hands into those jeans that hug his ass so good…
Stop it, Black Bird. This isnotthe time for a boner.
I should just keep going with my dirty thoughts but I don't.
"The day you were born is a day I loathe, your sister is the only one who is worthy to breathe." She screeches at Drug before looking at me. "You think that because you've somehow gotten your talons into my grandsons that you are safe?" Ensue her fucking cackling again.
Will she ever get to the point?
"You aren't safe, just as your mother wasn't safe. Do you know how she begged, how her bones snapped with each word from my mouth? You will have the same fate and your sisters will watch helpless as I carve out your abomination of a heart."
Just before her voice is done renting the air, I teleport myself behind her and bring my short sword down in an arch. Her screams pierce the air as my right sword slams hilt deep into her shoulder, cutting through the bone and tendons with brutality. Holding onto the sword's grip, I pull her back as I swing my left sword over her chest, aiming for her heart.
Before the point touches her skin, she bursts into hundreds of black moths the size of my palm.
"Get out of there, Ronny!" Drug screams as he runs for the gate.
I'm not hearing him though because I'm swinging my swords through the air at the cloud of moths. Their disgusting little wings flapping around my face and hears giving me the fucking creepy crawlies. Their fat bodies fall to the ground and turn to dust.
Drug is ten feet from the iron gate entrance when the moths all form together again creating Merelda. Even though she's bleeding from her shoulder, she has no problem cackling and moving.
She lifts her hand and weaves her fingers and suddenly I can't move. My body is trapped like a cartoon character who has been frozen by ice, only much scarier.
Drug begins to pass the threshold of the gate when suddenly he's airborne. He lands with a bone breaking thud on the ground fifty feet back while I scream his name.
"Your puppy can't save you, little oracle." She grips her fist tighter and the invisible rope around me squeezes harder. I shift into my cobra but the ropes are still coiled around me so I shift back.