The Journey to Escaping Darkness (Book 1)

Chapter 48

EARLY UPDATE!!! So in this chapter I skipped a big chunk of time for reasons that will come up later in the story. Anyhow just giving you a heads up before the FINAL chapter of the book starts!!! Please comment your reactions and prepare yourself for a big shocker that is coming up!!! I hope you guys enjoy!!!

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Demi Lovato- Warrior

Alexx Calise- Cry

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5 hours later:

My head was thumping massively and I felt like screaming. I'd never been in so much pain. I was fighting the urge to give in to the sleepiness that was slowly taking over. The pain kept increasing and I yelped in agony. I didn't remember a time where my body went numb itself by just being in so much pain. Even at my ancient age there were still firsts.

I laid on the cold tile floor of the ballroom. My eyes were shut and I barely had any strength. I heard screams and cries that seemed a bit distant. I opened my eyes and was greeted by fire in separate places throughout the large space. The crackling sound of the intense flames didn't calm my nerves.

I looked around seeing the once beautiful and elegant room destroyed. The curtains were ripped, the stained glass windows were shattered, the chandelier was smashed on my leg, there was glass everywhere, there were people...my people lying on the floor helpless.

I looked down at my leg seeing it bloody and shaking. The chandelier was partially on top of my leg. I felt a wet liquid running down my face. I touched it lightly with my shaky hand seeing the dark red on my unsteady fingertips.

I tried to move my legs, but considering I could barely move my head I don't think it was much use. I looked around trying to comprehend what could've happened. I didn't remember a single thing that happened after I left Charles' office.

I started to cry feeling so helpless and hopeless. There was nothing I could do to help my people. I knew that I was going to die and most, if not, everyone in this ballroom was going to die as well. The entrance to was blocked and there wasn't another way in.

I was crying so hard I could barely breath. I felt so much guilt feeling I should've done better. If I was a better queen maybe all these lives wouldn't be lost. All the actions I was going to take, all the things I wanted to fix, how I knew this plan wouldn't work ran through my mind only adding to the massive guilt I felt. My people deserved better than a cold hearted, bitter, bitch to run their world and lives.

Everything my grandmother tried to install in me was a waste. She always believed I was better than I actually was. All the beautiful and wise things she said to me were supposed to make me better, but no... I was put on this earth to destroy the good instead of preserve it.

I felt the tiredness and defeat start to take over. I knew this was the end, but I didn't want it to be. I needed to save the others, but I couldn't. There was nothing I could do. I couldn't even help myself. My presence was useless.

I fought the urge to close my eyes and sleep, but I was so tired. I just wanted to rest. And if it's my time, then who am I to stop it? Even thought I acted like god, I wasn't. There was never any good I could do to this world. Everything I touched shattered into a million little pieces. I might as well put the world out of its misery.

I took a deep breath in trying to calm down. I kept breathing more steadily with each breath inhaling the smoke the fire kept supplying.

I closed my eyes swallowing my pride and admitting defeat. I rested my head on the cold tiles. The black surrounded my vision and the last thing I saw when I closed my eyes was London. I saw her beautiful blonde hair and Angel blue eyes sparkling with hope... the hope that'd kept me going for so long.