Book 3 ~ The Puppet Master

25- This is the reason why I hate Magic

Frost unfurled his wings.

"Prepare to be eliminated," He said, but didn't attack.

Wait... is the spell defective?

The others looked around, horribly confused.

Then I felt it. A tugging in my gut.

It got stronger each time I resisted.

Soul could feel it too, but the others seemed to not feel anything at all.

I stared as a portal appeared, and Advanta and Angel stepped out.

Amber grabbed her whip.

"Who the hell are you?" She asked Angel.

I looked at the others in surprise.

"You guys can see her?!" I exclaimed.

The others nodded.

"You mean..." Rose drifted off.

Advanta smirked.

"I see that you haven't completed your assignment, girl," She said.

I flinched as the feeling got stronger.

"Should we let him kill them for us?" She asked.

Then she turned to Soul.

"Or should he do it?"

Soul's face went pale.

"No... please... no..." He yelled, then coughed up blood.

"Soul!" I yelled and ran over to him.

"Soul..."

But he wasn't moving, and his eyes looked like glass.

A tear ran down my cheek, and I turned to face Angel and Advanta.

"What did you do to him?" I yelled.

Angel giggled.

"Oh don't worry, he isn't dead. His soul is just... gone."

I watched in horror as a blue orb shimmered in her hands.

"Give it back!" I roared, then started to cough.

"Lily!" Gakupo yelled, and ran to my side.

But he could only go so far.

Frost jumped in front of him and pointed an ice shard at his neck.

"You will be eliminated," He said, and Gakupo slowly stepped away.

Frost turned and walked over to Soul's body, picked it up and carried it over to Angel.

The little bitch grinned, and in her hands, another soul appeared, except this one was red.

Blood red.

I watched, helpless as she combined the two and put them in Soul.

His body started to jerk around, and he changed.

His wings grew bigger, and his scythe cracked, then shattered.

His fangs grew wider and larger so that even if he closed his mouth, you could still see them.

And his eyes were now a deep purple, no longer their soft red.

He looked around, as if in a daze, then fixed his gaze on Angel.

His eyes went wide and he jumped away, growling.

"What did you do to me?!" He screamed.

Then his wings started to disappear.

Within seconds, they were reduced to a simple feather.

A tear dripped down his cheek.

"Why..." He whispered.

"Why!"

He glared at Advanta.

"You created me! You made Trace!"

Trace walked over to Soul.

"You made us, you made Shikyo!"

I saw Blaze flinch.

"You want to rule the world, but why? What is the point in ruling a world that is already dead?"