Chapter 57

  (Locked in the Dungeon)

  Immediately, Megan went into an unconscious state, and Lazaruss felt it in his mind. It was more like something stabbed him; he flinched, fluttering his eyes open. He could feel his heart rising and wondered what had caused it.

  “Megan….Megan..oh no” He whispered, getting on his feet in a haste. He got to her room in no time and attempted to go in, but the door was locked from within.

  “F**k…” he cursed, trying to teleport inside, but there was a force preventing him from doing so. It was one of the spells used by witches to shield their enemies from penetrating.

  He hasn’t really mastered that spell. He became pissed off, hitting the door with fury

  “Open the damn door, you bastard…I swear if you hurt her, you are gonna pay with your blood,” he yelled.

  Drusilla also came down from her room, looking perplexed. She could feel the presence of another being in the house.

  Though Violet was able to mask her scent well, that was why they couldn’t notice her on time. They can now feel her presence better being close to where she is.

  “What is wrong…you should be in there” She snapped

  “I can’t get in; a witch is in the room. She made use of a resistance spell, and I don’t know how to break it.” He ruffled his hair, looking angry

  “Leave that to me...I think I have a clue of that spell,” Drusilla muttered, as Lazarus shifted backward for her to perform her thing.

  His countenance is already changing. If anything should happen to Megan, then he would shed blood.

  Meanwhile, Violet had been aware of their presence at the door. She really carried out her plan perfectly. She knew that they would smell her, so she masked her scent.

  She had the hunch of them coming after her if her first plan failed, so she asked the witch queen to give her the power to resist any other being aside from a witch from breaking off her shield spell.

  Though she is to use it once, so she made use of it perfectly.

  Violet picked up Megan’s body from the bed, lifting her into her arms. She made a portal with her kingdom as the destination.

  Just as Drusilla finished up with the spell, as the shield began fading away, they forced their way through the doors

  But the portal was already closing up; she gave them a wide smirk and then vanished into space.

  “No…no…no!!!!!!” Lazarus roared in rage, getting on his knees, causing lighting to strike across the sky. Sounds of thunder exploded the clouds, there was an earthquake; the ground shook vigorously.

  The whole light in the house went off; the weather changed to a stormy one; there came a heavy downpour in a split second.

  Drusilla was forced to take steps away from him; she gasped on seeing the mark on his back glowing like fire. His dark hair changed to a red colour; as his breathing hitched to a high level.

  He was trying hard to keep the fire in his hand from coming out. He doesn’t want to destroy anything. His eyes will be so red by now, flicking with fire in it.

  This is one thing he has been avoiding; the witches. If it were to be the vampires that took her away, then it wouldn’t be hard for him to resolve.

  But stepping into the witches' den is more like treason. Their kingdom is where spells originated.

  The vampires only learned from them or stole some of their secrets. Fighting them is like fighting the air, except you get the hold of the queen’s staff, or have the power of the dragon.

  “Lazarus…you need to calm down” Drusilla yelled on top of her voice for him to hear, not like he won’t hear her, but the noise made from the hurricane is loud enough to cover up any sound made inside the house.

  She could feel the burning heat coming out from him and was forced to go on her knees. This is the first time in years she will be seeing the mark of the beast on his back.

  Has it been there all along, she thought, but shook her head. She has seen him countless times, shirtless; she hasn’t come across that mark on his back.

  But she knows what it is; why has he been keeping it away from her, why didn’t he tell her about it?

  Lazarus stood up to his feet, calming his anger. The weather was already returning to normal, just as he was returning to his normal state.

  He breathed out, gulping down his saliva. He turned to stare at Drusilla, who was still on her knees, bowing her head low in respect.

  “My Lord” She muttered. He huffed, facing her properly

  “Rise, Drusilla, you shouldn’t be bowing to me,” Lazarus stated. Drusilla was forced to raise her head up.

  The atmosphere was already calm, everything had returned to normal. Though she could still feel his burning anger, he was only doing well by keeping it in.

  “You know the route to the witch's kingdom….you will have to take me there,” he muttered. She gasped

  “That’s treason, Lazarus. We can’t get into the witches' kingdom without being captured. The wicked queen will send her men on us, and we both can’t conquer them.

  Our strength will be weakened once we step our feet into the kingdom. And whereas, I am now partly vampire and partly witch, remember that I was banished.

  I will be killed immediately I step into that land” She replied. He sighed, slumping to the ground, with his head bowed. He trailed his fingers into his hair ruffling it.

  “They have stepped on my toes” he gritted

  “We can’t go there to attack them; we can only penetrate from the inside. We need someone to go in and work things out. Megan hasn’t gotten to the last stage for her powers to be fully in charge.

  It will surely be locked up; she won’t be able to make use of it. Especially if she is kept in a spell-resistant dungeon”

  “Do you know of any witch?” He asked, getting frustrated

  She shook her head

  “No”

  Silent took in for almost ten minutes, the both of them, having different thoughts bubbling in their minds until Lazarus jerked up.

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  “That witch?” He snapped

  “uh”

  “Yes…we couldn’t smell her scent when she came in. What I need to know is how she was able to break through these walls and why she smelled like a human at first..how did she do it? Is it a spell or what?” he rushed his questions, looking up at her. She heaves a sigh, squatting before him.

  “Yes..the witches have a spell which they recite when making that substance to mask their smell. But it was only used by those in power, like the queen, the royal family, the chief warriors, and many more who were closer to the queen.

  The spell is a secret, it’s not taught in school or any magic lesson. It’s considered a secret. But wildflower is used to make the substance, and when taken, the creature’s scent will be masked. I don’t know about the spells, because I didn’t work in the palace” She explained

  “And about the walls….perhaps she had gotten into Megan’s head. Did she leave the castle at all today?” She asked. Lazarus frowned as her point became clearer.

  That witch might have been in the house after all, she might have masked her scent and trailed them down to the castle through the portal. She also went into Megan’s dreamland and got the picture of her room, through her mind.

  He laughed out sorrowfully

  “That Witch is smart….really smart” he chuckled

  “What are you talking about?”

  “Yes we did leave for her house; she wanted to see her parent.”

  “Seriously, you shouldn’t have let her leave… Huhn…now this is big trouble. The wicked queen shouldn’t get a hold of Megan’s powers or even the seal. Remember that she is yet to know about that” Drusilla snapped angrily

  “How are we gonna sort this out now, without a war”

  “Hmmm….then I think I know of a witch that pretends to be human, because she is definitely not a vampire” Lazarus muttered, getting on his feet, as he walked towards her window. Drusilla tilted her head toward his direction, waiting for him to say more.

  “Who is she?”

  Lazarus paused for a while, contemplating if his instincts were right

  “Lottie” he replied

  She frowned.

  “Who is Lottie?”

  “Megan’s personal maid”

  ~~~~~

  London~~

  “Phew…another day...with much work..damn, can you believe that we have a history as the first class. Can’t Thursday just get better” Rose whined, walking alongside Emerald, who chuckled

  “I love history”

  “But I hate it with passion… huh…especially that Miss Hadley who walks and snorts like a pig when teaching” She made a funny face as Emerald busted out in laughter, holding her stomach.

  “Come on..she is definitely gonna kill you if she sees you insult her that way”

  “Oh, whatever…she isn’t gonna know…you..”

  “Hi girls…” Audrey and Billie walked towards them with smiling faces. The girls were taken aback as they glanced at each other, confused.

  “Erm..are you both talking to us” Rose spoke up

  “Yes…of course” Audrey replied with a smile.

  “Heii..oh my god, I love your hair..who made it for you?” Billie asked, referring to Emerald. She frowned

  “My mum..and thanks for the compliment” She brightened up

  “Can I touch it..you look so beautiful”

  “Nope…you can’t” Emerald snapped. Billie sighed sadly

  “I mean no harm”

  “Hey, wait, girls what are you up to.. I mean we ain’t friends. So why are you acting all lovey-dovey” Rose snapped

  “Erm..because we are tired of being bullies…anyways, see you both in class” Audrey muttered, pulling Billie along.

  Rose gave Emerald a questioning look while she shrugged

  “Is anything wrong with those girls?”

  “I don’t know”

  ~~~

  Library~

  Emerald was picking out a book from a shelf in the library when she felt the presence of someone at her back. She turned to look and saw Audrey.

  “Hi Emera,ld” Audrey called out, smiling nervously.

  “Hi…erm..can I help you?” She asked

  “I really need a minute of your time... I have something to discuss with you,” She replied. Emerald still didn’t believe that Audrey could speak so calmly to her; well, she had no choice but to give her a listening ear.

  “Ok?”

  Audrey breathed in before she started talking

  “I really admire you, Emerald…I mean..we…I and Billie. We are so sorry for treating you badly alongside Crystal. The truth is, we are just jealous of the fact that you are smart and pretty.

  Being friends with Crystal is hell, and we are tired of her nagging all the time. She is the reason behind our bad behaviors, our failure in class, and many more. We don’t want to be her friend anymore” she explained sniffing in

  “Please forgive us, Emerald…I won’t mind being your friend. We have broken up our friendship with Crystal, and no other person will accept us anymore.

  We are really sorry, please forgive us” She ended her speech with tears, looking emotional. Emerald was touched. She sighed

  “Ok…” She shrugged. Audrey gasped looking up at her

  “Wait..you mean..you have forgiven us” She asked, cleaning off her tears

  Emerald smiled

  “Yes…”

  “Oh my gawd…thank you so much. I have always known you to be kind-hearted…and…erm..erm..are you gonna take us as your friends” She pouted

  Emerald thought for a while before nodding

  “Hargh” Audrey screamed going to hug her tightly

  “Thank you...thank you..thank you… I will inform Billie of this great news. You are such a darling Emerald, I hope Rose accepts us too” She cooed

  “Well, I think she will, since you both are ready to change for good”

  “We will just speak with her during the break...bye,” She waved and left.

  Emerald shrugged, picked up the book, and left afterward.

  ~~~

  After Break~~

  Rose’s POV

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  Crystal isn’t in school, the same as Dave. Doesn’t that ring something?” I muttered, trying to tease Emerald

  “No..if it’s what you are thinking..then it’s a no.”

  “So what am I thinking?”

  “I don't know…but Dave can never be with Crystal. He told me he had something to do and wouldn’t make it to school. I will just check up on him later” She snapped

  “Hmm..I can smell jealousy” I teased. She scoffs

  “And who said that I’m jealous…”

  “Do you love him?”

  “Yea”

  “Then accept his proposal…you can’t keep him waiting when we have bitches like Crystal lurking around. And wait a minute, why are Crystal’s puppets suddenly friendly lately? Why the hell do they want to be your friend?” I asked, getting pissed

  “I think they are ready to change for good, so they are welcome” she replied smiling

  “Welcome…hey girl, you don’t trust easily, what is happening? Those girls might have something up their sleeves”

  “I’m not sure…Yeah, I can’t trust them easily, but I just want to give them a chance. They made it clear that they were no longer gonna bully anyone or move with Crystal.

  So they are free…come on, don’t think too much. They won’t take your place in my life if that’s what you are thinking about…damn, you are my best friends, while they are just friends….huh” She kissed me on the cheek

  “Stop that…I’m not your boyfriend” I snapped jokingly

  “Ok..whatever” She feigned anger, walking ahead of me

  “Hey, wait up,” I cried out. I just hope these girls are not up to something; why the sudden friendship? I thought and shrugged it off.

  Emerald is smart, she will surely deal with them if they try rubbish with her.

  “Come on Emerald..wait up” I yelled after her

  “You will have to use those legs of yours and run for once ..huh” She snapped, as I laughed out

  ~~~~~

  Megan’s POV

  I fluttered my eyes open, gasping for breath. I could feel liquid substances trickling down my back. Could it be sweat or blood? No, it won’t be blood, because I can’t feel any pain.

  I tried sitting down since my legs were already aching, but my hands were pulled up to the air, bounded in strong chains, and fastened towards the end of the bars.

  I tried pulling it off with my strength, but it wasn’t even moving. I tried in vain and gave up, breathing profusely.

  This place looks like a cave, with the mighty rocks around it, while the cage is built underneath it. Only a little light coming from the cage opening illuminated the place.

  This is indeed a dungeon, like the ones I have seen in pictures, back at the castle. What am I gonna do? There seems to be no life here, and I’m dying of thirst.

  Why the hell will they bind me in chains when the bars are so strong that they will take years to be broken? My hands hurt so much.

  “Help…help…anybody there..” I yelled, trying to create a sound that would alert the keepers of the cell. All I could hear was my voice echoing around the cave

  “Damn it…where the hell is everyone…help me…help me” I screamed out

  “No one is gonna hear you scream as much as you can; this place is soundproof, or let’s say, very far from the palace,” A voice spoke up. I gasped, turning to look in the direction of where it came from. That place is quite dark, so I didn’t see anyone

  “Hello…is..is anyone there?” I asked and waited for a few minutes before he showed himself, walking closer to the bar that separated mine from his. He is also a prisoner, I think

  “Hey,” He muttered. I don’t know if I should be polite or not, but he doesn’t look harmful

  “Are you human?” I asked instead

  “No….”

  “So what are we doing here? How did I get here?” I asked. He scoffed

  “This is a dungeon, dumbhead..you are in the witch's kingdom…don’t struggle with the chains; you will end up pulling your hands off.

  They are bound with magic-resisting spells, so even if you can cast spells, you won’t be able to make use of them here. Just wait till your master comes for you…bye..” he replied, going back to his former position, where he sat in the dark

  “Hey...” I called out, but he didn’t listen

  Damn it, so Violet succeeded in bringing me here, what is Lazarus doing about this? Wait a sec, did that asshole just call me dumbhead? Seriously..huff. I will just do as he said; wait for that bitch to come first