Chapter 20: Nice to Beat you
Green smoke trails into the sky from a factory building. At the gate bordering the property is a sign indicating it as 'BLIGHT INDUSTRIES' as figures can be seen heading up the steps to the entryway. Above the door is a banner saying 'PRIVATE SALE'. The figures are hooded as they enter, passing the Blight Twins who stand on either side of the entrance. Randomly, Edric traces a spell that puts a 'HEX ME' note on one of the hooded figure's back, causing the two to giggle mischievously.
The hooded figures gather inside the factory as they look toward a stage. Suddenly, any murmurs are cut off by a spotlight shining on two cloaked figures that are standing on the stage.
The figure in the front grins. "Welcome, valued investors, to our annual Blight Industries private sale!" The figure declares, throwing her cloak off to reveal Odalia Blight, in all her bitchy glory.
The figure attempts to take off his hood behind her, only for it to get caught and cause him to faceplant instead. The hood finally comes off and-yikes. Alador, you good bro? You look tired as shit.
"If you're interested in reliable home security, we're here to help. And, if you've got an enemy or two...well, who are we to judge?" Odalia began her presentation, getting a laugh out of the investors in the crowd. Odalia then gestured to Alador. "This is my husband, Alador Blight, the greatest abomination creator of the era. My name is Odalia, and as an oracle, I predict you'll love what we've got in store for you tonight. We are proud to present...the first glimpse of our crowning achievement." Odalia declared.
Odalia and Alador step aside for a platform to rise where they once stood, revealing an abomination-like creature decked in armor and-yikes. Like father like daughter. Not only was Amity wearing the most dry expression possible, but she also had bags under her eyes as she wore a thousand-yard stare.
"The Abomaton Soldier!" Odalia announced, as Amity absentmindedly gestured to the abomaton without her gaze shifting. The investors clapped in excitement and curiosity about the machination before them.
In the back of the building, Emira and Edric glanced at each other nervously, worried about their sister.
"It will pour your tea! Help you keep up with the latest trends!" Odalia continued, as the Abomaton poured tea for Amity, and then did her hair, the girl's expression unchang- hang on, did she just not react from getting hair spray in her face?
"And best of all, it will defend you against any unwanted visitors!" Odalia said as the abomaton got into a fighting position.
Off to the side, Odalia touches her necklace as it begins to glow; the jewel in Amity's necklace glowing in sync.
'Mama to Mittens, remember our deal: Make this look good, and we'll forgive your recent lackluster performance in school and your behavior at the pertification ceremony.' Odalia's voice echoed in Amity's mind.
Unfortunately, the moment Odalia mentioned the ceremony, Amity's mind flashed images of the event in her mind.
A hand made of grotesque flesh grabbed Flint's leg, dragging him down from the air and into Emperor Belos' waiting claws. Belos threatened Flint's life as he demanded them to give him the portal, his claws wrapped around Flint's throat. Luz threw the portal briefcase to him, but-
Amity watched in horror as Belos twisted Flint's head around. She heard a sickening cracking sound before he let go of the boy, letting him fall lifelessly to the ground.
Amity's pupils shrank, as her left eye socket glowed magenta.
The Abomaton lifts its arm up and tries to hit Amity with a hammer fist, but its hand glows magenta as well, as the sludge slides around her harmlessly before hitting the ground around her. Before anyone could react, Amity's eye glowed brighter as the abomination part of the abomaton suddenly burst like a balloon, letting the armor fall to the ground harmlessly.
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