The Enchantress

16 - Sneaking in your own place

So, I have the worst writer's block, and my scheduled chaps are catching up to me, so if there are any delays in publishing, it will ONLY be by one day at most because I'm not allowing myself to leave you guys hanging for like, a week.

I'm being slammed with school work, and I had to haul absolute ass to get my work and these chaps done, so I apologize if it shows that I was low-key (see what I did there) rushing to get these done.

Anyways, thanks for reading, and enjoy!

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My first thought, destroy it. My second thought, fuck it, we ball. Most likely a result of Thor being around the humans–Peter– too much and rubbing their slang off on me.

I used my magic to creep out a dark green tendril and wrap it around the Darkhold. The book didn't run, but it looked as if it was glitching and shaking to get out of my grasp.

As I began to tighten my grip, I could hear screaming from the dungeons, where Odin and Ingrith were.

"Ignore it! They aren't in pain, they simply know that we're destroying it and would prefer it if it didn't!" Frigga shouted. As she did, her magic joined me in crushing the relic. A chain reaction of magic users grasped it and aided me in destroying it.

The screams intensified and jagged glowing spikes merged from it, as if it was being cracked open. Pages flew from it and the screams turned into cries. I watched as Thor covered his ears and those who were decimating the book tried to drown the noise down. Stark used his suit to blast it down, Thor began to charge lightning through his hammer, Vision blasted something out of his skull, and as I was finishing a head count of whoever else was beating it down, it imploded.

The blast wasn't strong enough to reach us, but a bright white light and a sharp ringing in my ear remained. The shrill cries from the dungeons stopped, and the book was finally gone. Frigga, over the weeks, had assured me it wouldn't take much to destroy it, simply because its defense was manipulation, and it didn't have the mental hold on us like it did for the Queen and King.

The collective sound of us catching our breath and recovering, stopped us from hearing another round of screaming from the dungeons. When we did notice, we heard guards shouting and then shouting in pain.

Assuming that Odin and Ingrith broke out, I bolted to the door where the sound came from with the rest of the royals following.

Behind the door, I saw Odin with his spear, shooting down a guard with Ingrith opposite him, doing the same.

"I thought the Darkhold was gone, why are they still fighting?" Thor looks to his mother.

"The effects will linger for another moment, then they'll come back to reality and be released from those awful claws synced to their minds." She explained.

"Should we keep them occupied before they take out the entirety of the Einherjar?" I suggest, and they nod along in agreement.

I conjure some vines to wrap around Ingrith, her feet do the rest of the work, making her trip herself into a confinement. I let the others handle Odin.

Once they have him down, their squirming comes to a stop and their eyes fade of the deep red that took them over.

"What.. happ-."Ingrith began to speak, but Philip cut her off.

"Don't sell us this little trick. How do you think we found the case with the book? Think we didn't have a look around at all?" His voice was laced with malice, and I saw the Queen's expression go from hopeful and weak to annoyed in a flash.

"Well it's not like I'm the only one who thinks that those two just look-" Aurora covered her mouth and mumbled a threat to her as Philip looked apologetically to me and Maleficent, clearly the two she was about to speak poorly of.