22. 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖿𝖺𝗇𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗇𝗇𝗒 𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋

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𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖿𝖺𝗇𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗇𝗇𝗒 𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋

𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖿𝖺𝗇𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗇𝗇𝗒 𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋

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It was cold and completely dark. It was quiet and somber. There was nothing warm about this place. The chill was enough to engulf one into complete darkness. It was not merely one that came out of the absence of light, it was much more sinister. A constant warning to her supposed imagination. In the embrace of deep shadows. It never broke its promise.

Death had left its mark.

Hidden truths that were never forgotten, but had been buried deep in a bloody pile of sinful lies.

A toneless guttural voice was heard. Several. Chanting an incantation that echoed within the walls which held their power.

Heels clicking on the stone cold floor, chin held high as each step she took ticked like an alarm that was so close to set off. Circling around them, she came to a stop as her eyes glared at each one of them and they cowered down in fear. "Have you found her?"

"We're trying." One, barely too brave, spoke up.

"Then try harder! We need her," she scowled out in frustration.

Her eyes snapped towards two who were speaking in hushed tones as she stared up at them intensely. All eyes followed hers. "Would you both care to share what you are whispering in the corner?" She asked, making them flinch in surprise and they straightened themselves up with an emotionless expression to mask their terror. "Speak," she raised a brow.

"I saw something else." The witch began.

"Did you find her?" She asked with a look of boredom.

"Not exactly."

"Then I don't want to hear about it. Get back to finding her." She turned on her heels, ready to storm out of the room.

"It turns out that she was never alone," he blurted out and everyone's attention was set on him, curiosity in their eyes.

"What?" She slowly turned back to him.

"It was a glimpse but– but she seemed to be with someone." He tried to remember what he had seen.

"With who? She doesn't have anyone like her." One of them spoke up.

"I think she's with the Original Hybrid," he announced and their eyes widened. "They must have given her a soulmate."

"To the Original Hybrid?" She mused with a clenched jaw and he nodded, nervously.

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