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~The Final Fight~
(Sorry in advance... TW: Whole Chapter? Idk for what specifically but. ya.)
Aria Medlar
(For the first part of the chapter I advise you play Angel by the Wings by Sia but I wanted the second song to be in here more)
I hated the smell of the Carrow Manor.
I hated everything about it.
I hated my father, I hated the woman who was currently pushing me down the stairs into the basement, and most of all I hated the fact that I was completely defenseless right now.
Hopefully Enzo was already on his way, the rest of the group finding Nyx. It would be fine. Everything would be fine.
By the time we reached the bottom of the basement stairs the bag was finally ripped off of my head. I took in the room before me and let out a shaky breath. The last time I was here I was planning on killing my father.
Now as I was set onto a table in the middle of the room I realized that I no longer had the upper hand. "Strap her up." Lysandra demanded.
Before I had time to fight back I was already being pushed onto the back of the table. Restraints were tied onto my wrists and feet, effectively leaving me trapped.
Bloody hell. Enzo better hurry up.
One of the men went to put a gag over my mouth, but Lysandra stopped him. "Not yet. I wanna talk first."
I stared up at the wall trying to forget where I was at the moment. It was like whenever my nightmares had slowed down a bit, something like this happens to scar me for life again.
"Do you know why you are here Ariana?" Lysandra asked pulling up a chair beside me.
"I assume that you have some sort of revenge plan up your sleeve" I shrugged trying to calm my beating heart.
Keep her talking.
Waste as much time as possible.
"Right you are my dear child. You see, when I first arrived at Azkaban, my first plan was to simply kill you all together. Then the years passed and I had time to get more creative with how I was gonna execute it. This is years in the making you see. And with the help I got-"
"Lorenzo?" I interrupted.
Don't freak out. Keep her talking.
A smile made its way onto her lips. "Not just Lorenzo. Oh no, there was someone else who made this all entirely possible."
I didn't want to know, but I asked anyways. "Who?"
"Why don't we just bring them in? They've been waiting to see you for a long time" She said giving a nod to one of the men who immediately walked up the stairs and out the door.
