Crimson Kiss

24 Hunter Witch (Ivy)

Marcus struggled with the locks on his restraints in a fruitless effort. I paced around the small cell, looking around on the ground, hoping against hope that I could find something. Even if I did, I would still have the problem of Marcus out of here.
"Aren't you supposed to be like, super strong?" I asked him. "Why can't you just break the locks?" Marcus sighed and looked over at me now.
"If I could do that, Ivy, I would have done it already," he said in a sour tone.
I shook my head. "Perhaps the Witches got wind that you tried to kill me!" I pointed out.
Marcus scoffed at me. "So what if they did?" he demanded. "I could care less!"
I shook my head. "You were reckless in coming here! You should have handled it!"
Marcus glowered at me now. "How have you handled my brother?" he asked me. "You know, with your blood?" I rolled my eyes.
"I have already forgiven Ezra for that!" I reminded him.
Marcus looked at me now, his face curious. "Does he know that?" he asked me. "Because my dear brother is under the impression that this little rescue mission will win you back. Would be a shame if he found out you were never mad at him-"
I cut him off. "I never said I was angry with him!" I argued. And because I knew it was true, I added; "He never lost me to begin with, Marcus. I love Ezra."
Marcus narrowed his eyes at me, his face blank. "Good for him," he answered.
We stared at each other for a moment. He had a point. Deep down, I knew I felt some type of way about what had happened. Deep down I knew, I was the one to blame for it and blaming anyone beside myself was a waste of time. And not fair to anyone.
"It was a mistake, Marcus," I reminded him. "Mistakes happen. We learn from them and move on. It is what makes us human-"
"Ah, but you forget that Ezra is not Human, Ivy," he said and sighed. "And the sooner you understand that, the sooner you guys can skip off into the sunset together!"
I turned away from him and walked over to the small, straw covered bed and sat down. As I sat down, the door at the end of the hall opened. I stood up quickly as I heard footsteps coming down the hall. Heels, it sounded like. I should have been surprised to see Freya, but somehow, I wasn't. She called me a traitor? What did that make her?
"Ivy, you are free to go," she said and opened my cell.
I walked out of the cell and glanced back at Marcus. "What about him?" I asked her.
Freya sighed and shook her head at me. "Even after all my father had told you, you still want to protect these monsters!" she scoffed at me. "My father was wrong about you. You are no Hunter. You will never be the next Priestess of my Coven! If it were up to me, I would have killed you as soon as I saw you at your house, but my father did not see it necessary. He was wrong. You are a danger to yourself and to others. You cannot be trusted!"
"Then why didn't you tell me you are a Witch?" I demanded.
"Because you are a Hunter Witch and my father ordered you to live, so when I told him about Ezra and his Coven, he ordered me to get as close to you as possible. Thank you for making that extremely difficult for me, by the way, You have no idea what these past few weeks have been like for me!" she rolled her eyes.
I shook my head at her, still not understanding why she would betray me like this.
"You still looked so confused, Ivy," Freya laughed at me. "Is it because you had no idea that I am a Witch? Or is it because we know about your little lover
Vampire boyfriend? I would have guessed it was because my father killed your bitch mother-"
"Don't you dare-"
Before I could react, Freya slapped me as hard as she could across the face. I fell face first into the bars behind me, looking at Marcus who had a furious look on his face. As I looked at him, whispers filled the narrow hallway, whispers of words, frases and speakings of Magic I had never heard before, and yet I understood what they were saying. I understood what I had to do and I understood what would happen if I listened to them. A warm, full feeling filled me as I stared at Marcus, who's eyes were still fixed on my face. I watched his face become worried and then shocked. The feeling rushing through me could only be described as one thing. Power.

I closed my eyes and let it fill me now, feeling the pressure build and I gasped as a sudden shock went through my middle and I clapped a hand to my head as a high pitched scream stung my ears. The voices were yelling now, but I still could not make out what they were saying. They were all saying the same word. Over and over again. Then, suddenly, I felt like a missing part of me snapped back into place. A piece of me I had not realized was missing and I had not realized I needed until now. As soon as I felt it, the screaming in my head subsided and vanished. I gave Marcus a small smile, but his face was so shocked that I was not sure why he would be looking at me like that. I smiled at him, the tears filling my eyes as I looked down at my hands now, looking at the small cut. "Well, you know what they say," I said and turned to face Freya who had a snotty smirk on her face. "Never trust a Witch!" I said. I held up my hand and screamed, feeling the power surge through me. "Concussa!" Lightning sprang from my hands and hit Freya square in the chest. Light filled the small hallway as I screamed and felt all of the energy leave my body.