Unholy Fall

Chapter Three | Salem

Character Art Credit:
Couldn't find artist, but credit goes to whoever it is.

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"HURRY IT UP, SALEM!!"

I let out a hiss of pain between my teeth as my cheek was sliced open by my father's blade. He abruptly stopped a foot behind me as I whirled around, and I barely had enough time to dodge as his blade cut through the air towards me. Dancing out of the way time and time again as he took the offensive. Eventually, when I dodged once more to the side and he raced past me, I moved to plant my foot in the middle of his back and he skidded face first to the ground, his blade falling from his grasp.

I was hardly out of breath, and I stalked towards my father Paimon as he rolled onto his back and huffed out a laugh. Smirking, I crouched beside him.

"Not bad for someone whos only part deity, hm?" I said, helping him get back up onto his feet. He dusted off his pants and his eyes slid towards me with a glint of something like pride in his gaze.

"You grandfather Anubis would be proud if he were here to see that." I grinned with glee at those words. My own magick had mostly been passed down from my grandfather Anubis- a Deity of Death. Although their was one thing I had that he didn't- The power to make anything with some sort of life force in it decay away just by a touch of my hand. Although I was only half deity, because my mother had been a daemon that my father Paimon had fallen in love with, I was quite a bit more powerful than most half-breeds. 

Paimon patted me on the back as I started my way towards the doorway that led into our home. But just as I reached for the door handle, a powerful pulse of energy coursed through me. I stopped, and rested my forehead against the door as I gritted my teeth. Squeazing my eyes shut as wave after wave of energy crashed through my limbs, my core, my mind. 

And just when I thought it was stopping, and was about to open my eyes, I saw something.

A vision of a beautiful woman, crouching beside a decaying bush in an area of the forest I recoginzed. I remembered that rose bush, I had brushed my hand through its leaves as I had walked through the forest. My breath caught as I saw bright pink energy surround its branches, and its flowers and leaves were renewd as if they had never been touched before. Then the vision faded, and my world tilted as I collapsed infront of the door.