Finding You Always

Prelude to a Curse

Chapter 200: Prelude to a Curse

Mephisto appeared in Nephilim and chuckled, as the two souls that had been harvested for him by his new charge coward as he passed by. His features twisted from its human appearance to one of pure demonic terror, causing the newly expired people to cry out in fear. He cackled and continued on toward Master Seth's Throne room. He had missed being able to terrorize the dearly departed and was finding great satisfaction in getting to do it again. His newest demon seemed only too eager to do as he asked in exchange for the powers to pursue the lovely Snow White. Though the man was supposedly some sort of genius, his obsession made him blinded to Mephisto's true goals and an all too easily malleable tool in his conquest.

He had told the doctor that he planned to capture the souls of Snow White's family in order to force her to sell her soul to him in exchange for their freedom. But he had no intention of ever letting a single soul go, especially if he managed to get any of the children conceived of this supposed incredible truest love. To be honest though, the parent's souls were the true prize. Because of their shared heart and this incredible love, if he captured one of their souls, he would automatically have the other by default. They were one, two halves of one whole and forcing their souls into his servitude would be quite the victory. He looked around. Yes, he was eager to fill the fallen realm with many, many souls of the people of the United Realms.

"So...you released Dr. Jekyll from the netherworld. Are you sure that's wise?" the Evil Queen questioned, as she strode toward the demon Lord.

"Are you concerned about poor little Snow White?" Mephisto countered.

"No, I'm concerned, because Jekyll is a loose canon. He has a history of finding a way to use science to circumvent magic," she retorted.

"I am inclined to concur with the Queen. I do not like the unpredictability that this move injects into my plan," Seth stated.

"I have complete control over the doctor," Mephisto claimed.

"Did you not just hear me? Whatever control you think you have may not last," the Queen warned.

"And if he destroys the Charmings...isn't that the overall goal?" Mephisto questioned.

"But he won't and he may unknowingly aid their victory by pushing them to realize new levels of power," Seth argued, as he approached and Mephisto was suddenly holding his head in excruciating pain.

"You have forgotten who is truly in charge here," he hissed.

"You may have formerly run your own realm, Mephisto...but this is my realm! I am your ruler," Seth warned.

"Yet you are scared of these Charmings! Especially their stupid brats!" Mephisto hissed and then found himself being flung across the room and painfully into the wall.

"I fear no one, you insignificant peon!" Seth growled.

"I can melt your mind and turn you into a puddle of goo with just a thought!" he hissed.

"But if you really need proof of my power...then you'll have it! They will all have it!" he said. The Evil Queen swallowed thickly and felt fear knot in her stomach, as she knew his anger would mean danger for her grandchildren.

"If it is Mephisto...there's a way to know. Call your guy," Fandral said. David nodded and dialed the number, as he waited for Bashful to answer.

"Hey Bashful...I know you're just getting started, but I have a gut feeling that I know who might have done this and Fandral has some insight. I'm going to let you talk to him," David said, as he handed the phone to his counterpart.