Save Us

Chapter 13 : Death

Hope looked at Ena shocked. "You know?" she asked. Ena laughed.

"Of course. That watch ... that watch has some magic trail," said Ena. Hope looked at the watch. "You won't understand. You can't see magic trail. You're not a witch."

Ena looked at Hope. "Now that you know I am a witch ... or maybe you knew from the future ..." Ena placed both of her hands on her back. She straightened her back. The stab wounds healed in matters of seconds. The blood dripping stopped.

"Ow ... I hate using a healing spell," said Ena. She flicked her wrist and a mirror appeared behind her and in front of her. "Okay ... wound is clean." The mirror vanished and Ena took hold of the knife.

"How about you take the knife back," said Ena. She placed the knife of the floor and kicked it to Hope. "I won't die. Go ahead. Try your luck."

Hope looked at the knife and then back at Ena. Her hand reached for the knife. Ena had her hands ready to cast any spells. Hope gripped the knife tight. 'Now what?' she thought.

Her hand threw the knife. The knife flew across the room towards Ena. Ena didn't flinched but only stopped the knife. Its blade pointing her.

"Nice try," said Ena. Her hand motioned as a slammed to the ground. The knife followed and landed on the floor. "My turn." Ena used both of her hands and used her powers. She blasted a few spells towards Hope.

Hope being a little experience managed to dodge the attacks. "Hiding from me?" Ena laughed. "I thought you came to kill me. Now look who is hiding."

Hope near the sofa. Her bag was clutched close to her chest. She looked inside it. She still had the bottle of flammable substance. That was when an idea crossed her mind. She took the bottle with already poured out substance and unscrewed the cap.

She got up and faced Ena. "Oh ... ready for a fight?" asked Ena. She was ready for anything. Hope looked at the bottle in her hand and threw it towards Ena. Ena laughed and caught the bottle mid air.

"You're so pathetic," said Ena. The bottle flew up a little before Ena made it explode. All the contents spilled to the floor. Some of the flammable substance hit Ena. There was a pool of it on the floor.

Ena looked back at Hope but was taken by surprise. Another bottle flew straight to her. Ena managed to stop it in time and ripped it apart. This time she was covered with the flammable substance. The pool of it around her.

"You little ...," started Ena. "I am done playing games." Ena focused her magic and flames started to appear on her hands. She blasted the flame towards Hope. Hope only smirked. She ran around the room. The flames followed her.

Hope was careful not to step on the place with flammable substance. Her eyes looked at the flame that was after her. A few things caught on fire. Hope ran passed by Ena.

The flames followed and hit Ena. The flammable substance around her caught fire. Ena shouted in rage.

"Ah! You little-" she shouted but soon dropped onto her knees. Her body was on fire. Her magic couldn't save her. Hope had ran towards the sofa. She watched as the everything in the house caught on fire.

She looked around before noticing the flames were still after her. Hope was about to jumped out of the window when she noticed the flames stopped chasing her. Her eyes went towards the witch.

Ena was burning. Her skin on fire. Smoke was filling in the room. Hope took one last glance before jumping out of the window. She ran a distance before looking back and saw the house up inflames.

The flames grew bigger and Hope knew there was no way for Ena to escape. There was no way Ena could save herself. The witch would face her faith of death. 'You brought others death. Well you have to face death too.'

The house kept on burning. Soon the walls were falling apart. Hope's eyes widen. 'Uh oh.' She thought. 'I need a phone.' Hope ran as fast as she could to the nearest phone booth.

"This fire is going to burn everything down after the house."