~•○ New King ○•~ [[ Hooky Au ]]

~• Chapter 12 •~

Dorian stood behind his mother as Hilda and some other witches were making these lame speeches. Dorian looked at Carlo who was on his shoulder.

“I left you at the castle. How could you have gone here?. Wait! Did you run away?” Dorian said. Carlo shook his like he understood what Dorian was saying.

“ that must mean the others are here then..” Carlo shook his head up and down. Finally he has an idea how he got here. Dorian smiled then look at aunt hilda. She gestured to him to come up with her. Angela just stood there.

Now dorian wanted run the fuck out of here. But he couldn’t. He was already here. He couldn’t run. But yet he wished he had when he was still at the  house. Why didn’t he?. He didn’t know. Maybe because of his mother and aunt?.

But he couldn’t run away this time. Not like all of the other times he and Dani had run from danger. Dorian just stood there, in the front of the crowd. He could feel his inside dancing around like they were having a party inside of him. 

“Here is your new king. Dorian Wytte!” A witch said next to him. She held the black crown. Before he knew the crowd was cheering with joy as the thick black crown was hovering over him. The witch placed the crown on his head.

Dorian thought he was gonna fall. It was a little heavier than he imagined. He could feel the black liquid running down his face. Everyone cheered in delight of their new king. Good time to run?. Probably not.

Suddenly, six witches appeared in the doorway. Dorian couldn’t get a good look at them because before he knew it the entire building was up into flames. Witches were trying to get out. But some fought each other. Some just sat there, accepting their deaths.

How could a brick building go into flames? We will never know

“Angela! Get Dorian out of here.!” Hilda screamed. Angela grabbed Dorian from his arm and ran to the small hallway. This was an area Dorian had not seen before.  There was a door on the left. Angela opened the door and pulled herself and her son in the room.

Angela slammed the door shut. The smoke from the fire was coming through the room. It was a storage room with a big window in it. Angela held Dorian close to her. She imagined Damien and Dani were right. Both hugging her as this brick building somehow goes into flames.

The screams from the main room were getting louder through out the fire.

“ I’m sorry dorian-” Angela said as she hugged Dorian a bit more tightly. Dorian couldn’t help but cry. He didn’t want to die like this. even Though he tried to kill himself. Now he was terrified to die.

“Are we gonna see dad , damien , and dani?” Dorian whispered. His eyes were red and puffy crying. Angela couldn’t help crying as well.  Carlo (Who was sitting in the opening hole of the crown) was also

“I hope so. And maybe we might be able to see hilda as well…”

Suddenly there was a knock on the window. It was loud and clear. Angela looked at the window. You could clearly see Monica in the window. Dorian's heart skipped a beat on seeing her on the broom outside of the window.

“Monica!” Dorian cried. He ran to the window. Angela followed. Monica pointed at the window handle and flew not too far away from the window to open. Angela was hesitant to open the window.
She looked at Dorian and Carlo and the door that was letting the smoke coming in the room. Angela opened the window and let Monica get close to the window.

“Dorian!. Are you ok!?” Monica asked. Dorian blushed and nodded. He could feel his heart fall out of chest.

“Miss Wytte, are you ok!?”  Monica asked. She didn’t like Angela but its human decency to ask if they're ok.

“ i- i’m fine princess” Angela's voice was shaky and she sounded scared. Angela looked at the door. More smoke was coming through this room. Screams were still going on in the main area. Everything smelled like smoke. Everything was becoming hot and crazy. Everything was going crazy.

Then she looked at Dorian who quite literally had love eyes as he was looking at the princess. He was safe with the humans more than he was with her. And she knew it, She wanted dorian to live. To grow old. To tell his children and grandchildren what happened. She knew she fucked up. So the least she could do was let her child go.

“Princess. Take my son away from this hell hole!” Angela yelled. Monica looked at her in shock. The fire was now getting into the room. Dorian looked at his mom.

“Mom, what about you?”  Dorian yelled. Angela let the tears roll down her cheek as she hugged dorian.

“ tell your children about me and this fucked situtiation. Ok?. Now hurry up and get on with the princess”

“Mom-”

Angela picked up Dorian and placed him on the broom with the princess. Carlo was happy to see Monica and he was Unaware of what was going on. And just like that they were gone. Angela for once felt peace where she was at.

“SHE TAKING THE KING!” a witch yelled. Angela watched in fear as Monica and Dorian were hit with a spell and falling to their deaths