The Crows.

Chapter Ten - Witch craft.

A few days later.....

Sitting at the dining room table, surrounded by homework I sighed running a hand through my hair, I started to doodle on the page of my book as I thought of the question.

"Darla ?" I heard someone ask.

I looked up to see Damiens father standing at the other end of the table looking slightly uneasy.

"Axel? Is everything okay ?" I replied frowning.

" Can you accompany me on a walk ..... I would like to talk to you about something" He said watching me.

" Sure." I said as I closed my books then stud up.

We silently walked out into the garden.We came to a small gate at the bottom of the garden that I hadn't noticed before, he carefully opened it and gestured for me to go through first.

" After you." He said softly.

So I quickly walked through and noticed we were in another little garden, Axel walked past me and headed to a bench at the far side , I quickly walked behind him.

" This is a nice place." I said absentmindedly as I glanced around.

" It is indeed , my wife made this place , grew all of he flowers you see now , it was her place to go when she needed some peace...." He said as he looked around. Suddenly I felt that I shouldn't be here , I don't belong here.

" Axel ?" I said feeling uncomfortable then I watched as he turned to look at me as I pulled nervously at my jacket sleeve, he stopped and faced me.

" The reason I wanted to talk is that I know that you like your grandmother and her ancestors are a witch and I think that maybe for an advantage you could start learning and help us put a stop to this once and for all." He said watching me , his face emotionless.

" You want me to learn witch craft ?" I asked frowning feeling confused.

" Yes....I think that will give us a chance against her." He replied.

" You want me to become like her.... Like my grandma?..... Are you crazy ?" I said frowning.

" Maybe but it might be good for us." He said.

" You're mad." I snapped as I turned and stormed off.

" Darla." I heard someone shout behind me , ignoring it I broke out into a run , I didn't know where i was running to .....i just needed to run. As I was running I heard a crow call, I stopped and looked up to see a crow perched on a branch of the near by tree.

" What are you doing here?" I shouted up at it. " Go away and leave me alone !!"

It called again then flew off , sighing I turned and started to walk. I came to a small stream, I sat down near the bank then I took my shoes and socks off and placed my feet in the water, I gasped as the cold water hit my feet....a mintue later my feet felt numb from the coldness of the water, I lay back on the bank and close my eyes.

" Darla ?" I heard someone ask but I recognized the voice so I opened one eye and turned to look at Damien.

"What ?" I asked snapping slightly.

" You ran off and I was checking if you are okay." He said sounding worried.

"I'm fine." I said as I sat up watching him.

" No....you're lying." He said as he sat next to me."What's wrong? "

" Nothing. " I said as I grabbed my shoes and stud up.

" Darla?" he said as he grabbed my arm ,I looked at his hand then at him.

" Can you let go of me .... I don't want to talk...I want to be alone. " I said watching him narrowing my eyes slightly then he let go of me sighing.

I quickly stormed away without looking back, I noticed a nearby forest so I decided to walk through it. After a while I stopped by a tree and sat down with my back against it.

" I won't be like be like her.... I won't become the monster that she wants me to be.....I'm not like....." I curl up in a tight ball as I start to cry. Once I had stopped , I looked up at the tress around me.

" This reminds me of home." I whispered shivering as I thought of home, I quickly got up and walked back the way I had came.

" Darla?" I heard someone say behind me , I turned to see Damien.

" Damien ?" I asked frowning.

" Sorry I followed you.....I was worried."

Not saying anything else I started to walk again.

" What did father say to make you so upset?" He asked

" He said I should practise witch craft so you guys would have an advantage if the witch came." I replied not looking at him as I clenched my fists.

" What ?" Damien said sounding shocked.

" He wants me to be like her." I snapped feeling my anger rising.

" Why ? What ? my father...he hates witches." He mumbled as if to himself.

" Maybe he will kill me once it is all over .....you know getting back for all the deaths." I snapped " I mean it would be logical no more witches to place any terror on his family...he could live without any fear."

" Surely he wouldn't do that....and if he tried to .....I wouldn't let him ! Darla I wouldn't let him hurt you." He said moving towards me.

" No offence Damien but that's what he would want you to say to gain my trust so when the time is right ,I wouldn't see it coming and he would kill me and be rid of the horrid witches that brought so much heart ache to his family." I hissed then suddenly I lost control and I noticed a red haze swirling around me.

" Darla ! what's going on ?" I heard Damien shout " Darla !"

" Shut up !" I shouted as I quickly raised my hand to him then watched as he was flung back into a tree, i heard him grunt then drop to the ground, I gasped then covered my mouth in shock as my  eyes started to fill up. " Damien ?"

I watched as he weakly looked up at me then his head flop back down again , my legs gave way and I fell to my knees in shock.

" Damien ?" I whispered crying slightly "I'm sorry....I....."

I looked at my hands then slowly stud up....I turned , took one last look at Damien then ran ........ran as fast as I could.