"Let go of me. I want no part of this," Jada said, trying her hardest to hold her ground but she was caught so off guard. This was the possible witch that murdered her mother. She couldn't just stand there and take it.
"What did you see in there?" Shannon said, her eyes taking on a red hue. Jada felt her wrist heat up as the blood underneath Shannon's grip began to slowly boil. This was becoming a much more dangerous game than Jada could have ever imagined.
"Fuck. You."
Jada had enough. Her right hand, which was still free, heated up to a burning point, casting her dark black skin under the golden shadows of the flames that now engulfed her hand. She took her hand and slapped Shannon across the face, leaving a red hot imprint of her finger tips on Shannon's pristine white cheeks.
This caught Shannon totally off-guard. Her grip on Jada's wrist broke, allowing Jada to shake off the effect, returning her blood temperature to normal.
The blow knocked Shannon down to the ground, slamming her against the hallway.
As Shannon battled for consciousness on the ground, Jada used the time to turn and run, her frantic breaths trying to catch up to her racing heart beat. Adrenaline coursed through her veins as she desperately tried to find the exit before Shannon regained consciousness and decided to kill off the last of her family line.
Jada didn't even take a second, she immediately started running down the hallway but realized she was going in the same direction as Connor's room.
She thought for a second but realized Connor may be in this just as much as Shannon was. She had nowhere to go for help. She needed to find the exit before Shannon turned Jada's blood into a useless boiling soup.
Panic was slowly setting in. She could set the witch on fire but Jada knew that Shannon was a much more experienced witch. She would know how to reflect the spell, possibly lighting Jada on fire instead.
Suddenly, it all came back to her.
I'm in the back!
Jada remembered Connor telling her the entrance to their tennis court was next to the bathroom with all the seashells, which was to her right. So she broke out into a sprint down the opposite direction, knowing that the front yard was only a couple of turns away.
She rounded another corner and ran straight into a brick wall.
"Shit. This wasn't here before."
Jada looked around, there had to be an exit. She vividly recalled seeing the front lawn while she was standing next to what looked like an original Picaso painting, which was now placed next to her right shoulder. Yet instead of the emerald green lawns shining through huge crystal-clear glass windows, there was a dark red brick wall from bottom to top, covering any sign of an exit.
Jada took another deep breath and turned, only to be met by a vicious looking Shannon, her face now a bright red.
"Listen. I know who killed your mother."
Jada felt like she had all her breath knocked out of her in one blow.
"What?" She managed to say, feeling flames start to tickle her fingertips.
"Yes. I'll admit, the murderer was part of my coven. I can tell you who she is. But you have to trust me. Come to my room and make a pact over the chalice. We'll seal our bond there."
"Do you think I was born yesterday, bitch?" Jada said, knowing damn well it was a trap.
She whipped her right hand forward and shot a small fireball aimed directly at Shannon's shoulder. It hit her dead on, knocking her over and leaving her shoulder simmering with the heat from the blow. Shannon looked as though her heart was ripped out, pain twisting her face as her body was propelled into a glass mirror, crumpling her down to the floor, glass raining down all around her. She tried lifting her hand to shoot off a spell of her own, but it wouldn't go up higher than her hip. Meanwhile, Jada's left arm was directed at the brick wall, a much large fireball erupting and smacking into the barrier, crumbling it into small pieces. This revealed the emerald green lawns Jada knew she had seen earlier.
"I'm assuming I'm fired," Jada said, throwing the rag down onto the floor, watching it catch fire midway through the air from the remnants of her own heat. She turned and strutted through the brick wall. In Jada's head, this was all a done deal. But what Shannon said next shook Jada to the core.
It changed her life forever.
"I can bring her back."
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