Chapter 12: Believe

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I’ve never felt so alive since I was born. I was in front of those monsters and Mrs. Esther, who was giving me another crooked smile of hers.

“What now, Son of Taurus?” she cackled. “Are you flinching out now?”

“In your dreams!” I said and lunged myself towards her. A few monsters tried – TRIED – to stop me but I either punched them in the face or sent them flying through the whole library.

“Cheeky with your power eh?” she snapped her fingers and a few monsters came jumping on me from above.

“Get off me stupid runts!” I said, flashing a gold light out my hands and sending them off towards some bookshelves. “Whoa, how did I?”

 “Son of Taurus, a little help here?” Aragon called out behind a bookshelf. He was fighting some big monster and I knew from the tone of his voice that he wasn’t kidding with some help.

I rushed to his aid, only to be stopped by a young boy with pale white skin and golden hair. His green outfit didn’t quite match his strong and childish look. He drew his wooden sword and made a stance.

“Who might you be?” I asked.

“Come settle with me, boy.” He said and we started fighting. His slashes were swift and strong that knocked me off sometimes. SOMETIMES. Not to brag but I mostly evaded his attacks. (insert me looking like a badass winking) Suddenly, the boy hooted and made a cheery sound.

“Don’t tell me you’—” I gasped.

“Peter Pan, at your service.” He grinned, kicking me to shelf. He pranced around and gleefully celebrated. I got angry of course, aside from the fact that I hated him as a character, he was simply too cocky.

I stood up and brushed the books off my body. He was seriously prancing and celebrating where he stood so I took the chance and carried the shelf I knocked over. I didn’t even mind the weight of the shelf on my shoulders. It seemed light, like a toy, so I threw it without effort and knocked the wits out of Peter Pan. What left of him were his green shorts and his wooden sword.

“Good bye,” I huffed. “And good riddance, no offense.”

My resting time was cut short when a loud shout came from where Aragon was. I glanced around the whole library and saw the other enemies were still busy with Jay holding them off with his teleporting. But I knew there were too many for him to handle for too long. Aragon’s figure was backing away behind a few bookshelves some blocks away. He was throwing some books to distract what was slowly approaching him, a huge giant with one eye, dreadful dirty body, dirty crooked nails, jagged teeth, and a necklace made of skulls – a Cyclops, twenty feet, almost reaching the ceiling of the library. On the other side of the library, bind Leo and Sam, squirming in the hands of Humpty Dumpty. They were with Mrs. Esther now, who was giggling as she scooped up some boiling liquid in a big cauldron. She pursed her lips into a fine line and smiled. “Just right.” She giggled.

I didn’t know what to do. I was too far away to save all of them at the same time. Sacrificing one would be inevitable. I closed my eyes, confused. And once again, I felt weak and faltering. I was slowly losing my strength and the light coming out from me was slowly depleting. My hands were slowly sweating, like they usually do when I’m afraid.

Not now, I thought.

Don’t falter, Son of Taurus. A voice echoed in my head. You will do fine, take off. Save them all, one by one.

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