"There is no story that is not true, The world has no end, and what is good among one people is an abomination with others." - Chinua Achebe
𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 : 𝐅𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝟏𝟐, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏
𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 : 𝐀𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐥 𝟑𝟎𝐭𝐡, 𝟐𝟎𝟐1
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✙ ━━━━━ ✙ (Recap)
"I-I.. is she dead-" Hoseok stuttered with a whimper. Alaric looked even more perplexed.
"It should've worked..." He swifty grabbed her wrist and listened for her pulse running his fingers over her arm and waited for any sign of it progressing.
"M-maybe Jin can help us." Taehyung asked.
"He is the last person we want near her right now. You two don't know what's going on, but do not... Do not let him near her, understood?" I said sternly, and they nodded. Yoongi sobbed quietly with his head placed on her stomach. He fisted the sheets tightly in his grasp, mourning the loss of his other half.
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━━━━━ (Alaric's POV)
"What do we do now. She's basically almost dead. I thought she wasn't supposed to die!?" Hoseok had been hyperventilating for quite some time. Items inside her chambers had been tossed across the room.
"Alaric... Can I talk to you, privately?" One of the guys said, but I was too busy in thought to see who had spoken to me. I had been too deep in thought on what could've gone wrong. I've seen this been done for years and it had always been a success...
Before I made my way out the door I gave Yoongi a firm squeeze on his shoulder. "I'll help you fix this.." I whispered telepathically, and his head shot up in alarm and peered everywhere around the room to see if he really heard what he heard.
As my back was turned to him I could feel his eyes on my retreating figure, and I knew he figured out it was me who was speaking to him.
"What did you need to speak to me about?" I leaned against the wall and crossing my arms. I feel the energy leave my body, I was exhausted.
"Remember when you said something about the poison, and how you said you sensed a familiarity with it? Can you remember where you had seen it from?"
"My mother liked to do spells and poisons. She told me that she made them to fight against evil. I had seen it for myself when she locked it away. No one could ever touch it without a witch's permission." I trailed off, my own thoughts had started to corrupt me once again.
"I'm not trying to pinpoint this on anybody but. Do you think your mother had anything to do with this?"
"You do not blame my mother for this kind of foolery! There is no way my mother had any connection with Cecile whatsoever!" Namjoon clenched his jaw with a suck of his teeth.
"Do you not know?" I laughed.
"Know what." I said.
"Your mother had watched Cecile ever since she was a young child. I know you wouldn't know because you were gone in those years she was growing up. I know because Cecile told me. We had talked and got to know each other more, shockingly enough. And that's when she told me."
