16 - I Got Your Back, Foster

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A/N: I just wanted to congratulate Taxiwriter, Ariana_Godoy, ToastedBagels, claudiaoverhere, Bella_Higgin, AvaViolet, ZeroWineThirty, Reekles, ginawriter, BriannaJoyCrump, imaginatorID, TamaraLush, KatieWicksWriter, DoNotMicrowave and Liz_Plum for getting their stories turned into movies!!! May you be happy with yourself. Like myself, those without the chance must keep trying harder. We will reach our target! 

3rd November : Lumenaria : The castle : 12:15 p.m.

Sophie looked up. Did her subjects hate her that  much?

"What might be the problem?" Lady Gisela looked indignantly at the crowd. A familiar face was put in the spotlight. 

"Grady?" Sophie whispered. What was he doing here? And if he was here, where was Edaline? The couple never left each other's side. Suddenly Lady Gisela was tackled by an invisible figure. Vanisher. 

Sophie grabbed her shoe and jabbed it a Gisela's head, hoping. Please be the invisible figure. She repeated the chant until she felt something solid. And it thankfully  wasn't Gisela's head. A teal-eyed brunette collapsed in front of Sophie's feet.

Biana Vacker. Then the rest of the group must be here as well.

"I know your here Vacker! Come out and fight, you coward!" She expected to see a handsome teal-eyed boy step out of the shadows, but the surprises just didn't end. She came face-to-face with the legendary Keefe Sencen.

"Please listen to me, Foster. I'm trying to help  you." He said, with a certain amount of plea.

"No! I know your just going to stop me from becoming Queen!" Sophie ran to the plush cushion that held her crown. "No one will stop me! The Neverseen will prevail!" Soon, she couldn't help it anymore. She let her dread, doubt, rage and all the other emotions like love and adoration spiral out of control and did the only thing she could do with the emotions-inflicting.

A green and pinkish-purple cloud of emotions floated out of her hands, first soft with love. Then, it caught the wind. It enveloped all the other guests at the party and devoured them, hungrily. The only people left were her and Keefe. She gripped the crown tightly. 

"I always knew it would be down to only you and me." She said. She wore the crown on her head. She gasped as the power in it ran through her veins. A sly grin crept across her face. Her brown eyes turned vivid green and she turned the ultimate shade of evil.

She unsheathed her dagger and said in a raspy voice, "Fight me, and die! Or run away and live. Your choice." Keefe looked at her, emotionless. Then took out a blade of his own. "I would rather die knowing that your safe than live knowing your not."

Sophie lashed out at him. First whipping the dagger at his head. He blocked her and pushed her back.

"I don't want to hurt  you Sophie." Then he'll only focus on defense.

She twirled around and aimed for his stomach. Keefe dodged by tallying to his right and twirled Sophie around. His muscular arm clasping her by the waist, trapping her, and his blade to her neck. The position they were in was dangerous to Sophie, but she didn't want Keefe to let go.

"Well, what are you waiting for? Kill me." She rasped. 

"Sophie, I love you, okay? I can't  kill you. Your my friend." 

"You don't even know me!" 

"Just know, I got your back, Foster. Always." Keefe dropped his blade. But, when Sophie looked back, he was gone.




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