by R.J. Adams
Twelve
My father throws more fire at me and I refuse to bend to his will and use dark magic, I feel so angry that the dark magic bubbles in my blood but I cannot use it, I know I must resist. I conjure up the most powerful white magic I can at this point and out from my hand shoots lightening, it hits him in the chest and he falls backwards.
I wave my hand as a warrior is charging at me, instinctive reaction and the warrior flies into the air, oh my god; I can move people without touching them? My father can do that, is that possible that I can do it too? Wait, why am I asking myself that, I’m in a black castle surrounded by evil warlocks and witches with dark magic and I’m asking if that is possible?
I fly my hands about the air as the magical fight descends into chaos. Light, fire and darkness being thrown in all different directions, if I as stood outside watching, it would appear as if light bombs are going off in the castle.
Chanile comes to me and pushes my father out of the way, instead of charging at him my father stands back, does he think Chanile is going to change my mind? He isn’t, how many times do I have to tell them that this isn’t what I want, this isn’t who I want to be.
“Stop this madness, you are the dark Princess, the Warlocks Daughter, the lord of all dark magic, come with me and join us,” he holds his hand out for me.
I step back as the fighting continues around me, “no, I don’t want to join you, I saw what will happen if you and I rule in darkness, I don’t want any of that, if you had any real magic then you could see inside my soul, you will see that I do not want to be with you.”
He takes his hand away, “you think you have a choice in the matter? You and I were one, I fucked you dear Princess and you liked it, I heard the moans of pleasure escape from your lips as my cock pounded your pussy so hard that even other worlds heard it, the Destroyer has been created and flourishes within you.”
Nice choice of words, but I expect nothing less. I place my hand over my belly, how can he know that I am pregnant so soon, “so we had sex, big fucking deal you don’t know that I’m pregnant, you are just trying to trick me so that I come to you, but I will not give in, no way not this time.”
“You think I’m lying to you,” he charges at me and grabs me, my hands behind my back in his solid grip, “I will show you what it is you choose not to see.” He places his head next to mine.
In a flash like a movie reel I see my belly growing, I see inside my belly as if someone has an internal camera filing my insides. In there is a tiny heartbeat, it grows and grows until it is a baby.
I pull my head away, “what you think I’m going to believe your fucking mind games? How do I not know it’s just another hallucination? Dark magic imbedded deep into my mind to try and make me believe what it is you see.”
“Because you feel it, whether or not you choose to believe, you felt it when it happened, did you not see the battle of the future” my father steps in, does he mean the painting I thought I imagined moving, was that the future? “You know what you saw, it wasn’t your imagination, the baby’s heart beats inside you and has done since the moment he was conceived.”
I shake my head, “that’s impossible, it wouldn’t have a heartbeat yet, it would be a fucking embryo, look I may have been stuck in an orphanage my entire life but I know how fucking babies grow, that is something you cannot lie to me about.”
My father laughs mocking me, “you fool, your baby was consumed with dark magic, it is not going to grow normally, by now the foetus will have a heartbeat and from what I can tell a strong one, you have conceived a boy my dear, it’s too late to back out now. The baby will be born in precisely five months.”
Five fucking months, is he fucking serious right now? Holy fuck that’s quick! I pull away and my body is frozen. Black magic has done this to me? Made me pregnant with a child so evil the devil himself would be afraid of him, I don’t want this baby, I feel nothing for it. It’s not a baby; it’s just an evil being created to do unthinkable things.
Toby is suddenly by my side, he is seriously outnumbered and so am I. I have to think of something to get us out of here, but what? If there was ever a time I needed a bright idea then now would be the perfect opportunity for it to come to mind.
“What are you going to do Voluric, you have no real power, just the light that is blinding but that’s about it,” my father shrugs, “pathetic human.”
“Hey, listen here you crazy magic fucker, I have been beaten, had god knows what thrown at me, stamped on, punched almost stabbed and had the threat of having my blood drained out of me like some pig so you lot can raise the fucking darkness of black magic, I am tired and I am not going to let you take this girl, you can throw whatever the fuck you want at me you son of a bitch but I am here with her and I am not leaving, real power or not,” Toby grips my hand and light forms around us and through our hands as they join and I feel something I have never felt before, electricity between us, it’s have if someone has switched on the power and he and I are connected, he and I are as one.
That’s it! That is what my mother was talking about, the bond that we have can help defeat them, he had to have faith in himself and I had to have faith in me and know that I am better than the dark magic and the evil and that I can resist. The slight glow ignites between our palms, he feels it too as he looks me. I know what to do! I look at Toby, “no matter what happens, do not let go of me, just keep touching me okay?” He nods and agrees placing his hand gently on my back.
I close my eyes and I feel warmth as if my body is next to a fire and I feel as light as a feather. I feel like I am surrounded by all the good magic that I need. Help of good witches alike I feel around me, supporting me and guiding me with their wisdom on how to use the magic within me.
I lift my arms out to the side and with force them together clapping my hands which let’s off a massive banging sound. The room begins to shake around us, I open my eyes and there in-front of me is a vortex of some sorts. I’m hoping that I created it and not them.
I wave my hands and one by one and using the good magic within me, I send the warriors flying into the vortex, oh my god its working, yay I’m doing this, my inner voice jumps for joy as white magic fills the room. I hear their screams and they try to stop it but they are not magical, just very bad people. I clap my hands together and then I feel the ground under my feet. I am no longer in the air and now soundly touching the floor and I look around, not a warrior in sight.
“You stupid bitch,” Chanile snarls at me, “you think that is going to stop us, warriors can come from anywhere you fucking fool. You can destroy as many as you want, I will always obtain more.”
“Obtain what you want, I’m sure that is going to take some time where as right now you have fuck all to protect you,” I snap back.
“Protect, you think I need protection, well you are just a silly little slut with no fucking clue, I am Prince Chanile of the Tekati Warlocks, I have the power I need to not need protection, to me they are simply distractions for you.”
I laugh, “Are you fucking kidding me? Firstly I’m not a slut and if you had half the brain you claim to have then you would fucking know that you took my virginity you fucking dickhead using black magic to seduce me, therefore, not a slut and secondly a distraction, what the fuck are you fucking kidding me? You use them to fight for you because you are too fucking lazy and scared to do it yourself. Wanker!” Okay, so that’s probably not true, but telling him he is scared pushes his fury to the surface as I can see he feels the need to prove himself to be better than anyone, I couldn’t give a shit who he thinks he is, he can drop dead for all I care!
He charges at me and Toby with rage in his eyes, this motherfucker is angry! Toby pushes me behind him and Chanile goes into him but then he is stopped. I stand behind Toby as Chanile’s head rests on Toby shoulders, looking over his shoulders at me.
His eyes widen and then I realise, Toby has stabbed him with a spear, “guess I don’t need magic to do that now do I fucker.” He pulls th
e spear from his navel all the way to his heart. Blood gathers in Chanile’s mouth and then drips over Toby, oh my god, Toby stabbed someone, he actually stabbed someone!
Well, I guess black magic doesn’t protect you from things like that does it; the last person standing is my father. I don’t know how to defeat such an evil person, my magic alone didn’t wipe him out and he protected Chanile from my magic.
Toby looks at me and he doesn’t have to say a word, I know that look, that’s a ‘let’s get the fuck out of here and run’ look.
I don’t hesitate, I grip him and we run out of the castle. It is still dark here, the black and blue sky shines above us as do the stars but the winds howl strongly in the air. The sun never shines here, a world of darkness and evil to match the black soul of the man who rules it.
We are surrounded by mountains and water and I have no idea how to get out of here. I see the road we came in on but I have no idea where it leads.
My hair is blowing furiously in the wind, “what the hell are we going to do now, I have no idea how to get out of here, I don’t even know how we got here.”
“Think of something, it’s worked for you so far just winging it, can’t you do that thing?”
I look at him narrowing my eyes and trying to keep my hair out of my face, “what thing?”
“You know that thing you did where you think where you want to be and then poof we are there, you know, that thing.”
Oh that thing, I grab his hand, “okay, here it goes,” I think really hard of the field next to Toby’s home and then a slight shake of our bodies, but when I open my eyes I haven’t moved.
“You fool,” I hear my father shout, “you cannot transport out of here like you do in your world, this is protected by my magic and the only person who can leave here at will is me!”
Oh shit! Does that mean that Toby and I are trapped here? It’s fucking two against one, surely between us we can defeat my father right? Toby goes for him but my father flies Toby through air.
He comes at me and I feel myself getting dangerously close to the edge of the high mountains, below me is water crashing against the rock and crashing it hard.
“You have nowhere left to run Willow, join me, your son wants you to.” He comes towards me and holds his hand out.
Toby crawls along the floor, he needs medical attention and he needs to get out of here. I may not be able to stop my father, but I can stop him getting me and hurting Toby.
“No....” my voice whispers, “no!” I get louder, “I’m not going to join you and I never will. I don’t want any of this and besides you have nothing left. Look around you, it’s all gone.”
“I don’t need them, I just need you and all you need is that baby,” he slowly walks closer to me, “take my hand and come with me.”
I look over the edge of the mountain at the waves down below, I then look over and see Toby. “You need to go home, I may not be able to get out of here but you can, I cannot go back.”
My father’s face changes and suddenly he looks happy, why is he happy? “Ahh, finally my daughter has come to her senses.”
I laugh, “Wait, you think that I cannot go back because I want to stay here in the death pit with you? And you claim I’m the one without a fucking clue.”
Toby crawls up to me, he clearly has broken bones where his body was thrown up against the mountain rock, “Willow, what are you doing.”
“I’m doing what I have to do, he cannot complete his plan without me or this baby and the best way to stop both is to take away the one thing he requires more than anything, me.”
“No!” Toby screams, “We can go back, we can go back together.”
“No we can’t, the more this baby grows inside of me the more I will succumb to its dark magic. He’s a warlock, an evil warlock and I cannot let him come into this world or any other world, don’t you see, if I stay this is just going to keep happening, he will always find a way to get me.” Tears fall down my face; this isn’t how I wanted to end my life.
I wanted to grow old with a man I loved, with our children and their children beside me. But the only child I have had the chance of conceiving is one so evil that I can’t bear the thought of keeping it. Does that make me sound heartless? Wanting to destroy a baby? No! I cannot think like that, it’ll destroy me, it’s not a baby and it is an evil being, so evil it will destroy human life. It’s a demon!
My father stops walking towards me, I see he is trying to play the nice daddy card, trying to tempt me in by pretending to care, “My daughter, take my hand and stop this foolishness, you are about to be a mother, are you really willing to kill your own child?”
My own child? But he isn’t mine he, he is the result of a seduction and a prophecy, he was never mine from the moment I knew about him, he’s not child that needs protecting, he is an evil warlock, “kill my child?” I grumble, “how dare you use those words, I am your fucking child and you couldn’t give two shits about me, you tried to kill me yourself and now you are trying to play the ‘mommy’ card in hopes that I have sort of fucking bond with the creature inside me, well I don’t, it’s nothing to me.”
“Take my hand Willow, you don’t need to do this,” Toby shouts up clearly in pain as his had cups his side, “I’m here, we can leave, you did what you came here to do, you destroyed the darkness.”
“No I haven’t, don’t you see it’s still here and my father will keep coming for me no matter how hard I try and stay away.”
“You’re just like your fucking mother,” my father changes, “look at you, pathetic and emotional, you are too weak to rule by my side, I shouldn’t have bothered seeking you out.”
I once again look behind and see now that I am on the very edge, one more step backwards and all it will be then is a dive into the black icy water. “I’m weak? Why, because I value humanity? Because I choose not to destroy it, those things make me weak? No, the weakness is in you, you’re not strong enough to fight the dark magic that consumes you, you are a bully who captures people for his own personal gain and uses magic to do so, he uses magic to get what he wants, that is weakness!”
Toby manages to crawl towards me, he pulls on my dress and I kneel down, “please don’t leave me,” he begs with bloodshot teary eyes.
I smile and stroke his face, “I’m so glad I got to meet you and that I got to meet the person I always dreamed of having. I was so alone for so long you made me feel like I had someone.”
“You do have me and you always will Willow, I’m right here with you, come on let’s get out of here please and go home.”
I shake my head, “it’s too late for that, deep down you know that the only way to end this is to take away what both my father and this evil being need, and that’s me,” tears fall down his face, “I’m so sorry you ended up being dragged into this and I wish I could take it all back.” I kiss him on the lips one final time; I want nothing but good things for him. His forehead rests on mine, “I love you,” I whisper.
Just then white stars seem to surround him, orbs of white light wiz around him, he stares at me and his eyes doesn’t leave mine, I smile and with the light he is gone.
My father looks at me, “the Voluric cannot influence you anymore, join me.”
I stand to my feet and wipe the tears from my face, I look behind me and then look at my father, “you just don’t get it do you, it wasn’t him who influenced me, I did what I did because it is what I wanted, I don’t want this black magic and I’m going to make sure it never corrupts me again.” I smile at my father and I leap off the edge of the mountain. I fall freely as I hear his screams.
My life flashes in-front of me, the orphanage, meeting Toby, Doreen and Henry, all the kindness that they showed me. Before my eyes I see my wishes, my future and what I had hoped it to be and finally, I am free of the darkness.
I feel the icy water touch me, it’s like pins and needles to my skin then, it’s over, and everything goes black and dark.
