There's been so many instances of something bad about to happen and that fact inspired strength in a person to fight and try to prevent that bad thing from happening.
Most of the time, it feels like a cliche or an overdramatic tall tale that's mostly unlikely to happen in real life but it is real. That emotion exists within every single person that has a heart.
When you truly love somebody and their lives or health or survival is in danger, you feel a kind of new strength, an unfathomable desire and an overwhelming sense of protection that consumes you and gives you the power you need to save them, the power you need to overcome any obstacle and protect your loved ones.
Is it a Christmas miracle or just an inbuilt failsafe in humans? No one really knows but the one thing that is certain is that loving or caring about someone isn't a sign of weakness. No...,not at all. It is your greatest strength and most powerful weapon.
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Constance couldn't move so she could finish Moriah off.
"What's happening?" She asked angrily.
Her eyes started to flicker from green to brown as Peace was starting to fight to regain control of her body.
"I won't let you kill my best friend." Peace said inwardly to Constance.
"This is Impossible. You can't fight against the power of my possession." Constance said out loud, holding her head.
As she was distracted, Moriah tried to stand up but Constance noticed and blasted her back down with her Fire.
"You're not going anywhere," she said to Moriah, "and you are buried within me. I have full control." She said to Peace that was fighting her.
Constance kept fighting against Peace's mind, stumbling around the room and holding her head. She was screaming out loud until she stopped. She was facing backwards so Moriah and Jennifer couldn't tell if Peace had returned or if Constance had buried her mind once again.
Peace turned around and her eyes were still glowing green.
"No!" Jennifer exclaimed.
"Yes my dear child! You didn't actually think that a young human child like Peace was willfully strong enough to overpower me, did you?" Constance asked as she approached Moriah again.
She picked up the Dagger and transformed it into a sword again.
"That little fight from her only delayed the inevitable; your death." Constance said and lifted the sword upwards.
"Listen to me, Peace, I know you're in there. I need you to fight her Peace. You're strong enough to do so." Jennifer began to say as Moriah had given her full control of her body back.
"She's gone, Jennifer. She cannot hear you." Constance said with an evil smile.
"No, you're wrong. Peace, I know you're still in there. Please, you have to fight her. Don't let her make you do this." Jennifer said, already crying.
Constance's eyes started to flicker again as Jennifer's words were affecting her.
"Remember the promise we made to each other. We vowed to always be there for each other, Peace. You can do this. You're the strongest person that I know so you have to fight her Peace. FIGHT HER!" Jennifer said.
Constance dropped the Dagger again but this time, she was screaming loudly. Peace's mind was fighting harder now against hers, trying to force her spirit out.
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House Of The Witches
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