Exquisite Pain (Garmau)

Chapter 39 Nothing She Can't Handle

She looked my demons in the eye and smiled.

She fell for the very thing I thought she'd fear.
~Vazaki Nada
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(Aphmau's POV)

"She's becoming darkness."

"What do you mean?"

"Every part of her DNA is only coming back as a dark essence. But there's different parts of her darkness spreading and forming in different areas of her body, and when all together, becomes....I'm not sure what it becomes, but it's deadly."

"Strange. Is this newfound power controllable?"

"I'm not sure, for now is definitely no."

"Hm."

"Right now her emotions are far from stable."

"What state is she in?"

"Right now, lucid."

"Is she going to be alright?"

"Nothing she can't handle."

(Garroth's POV)

They had moved me. I was now sat in an all glass room, in a chair. The only way in was through an iron door that you could only enter, not able to be used from the inside. They casted some kind of spell to make the glass unbreakable, and I was given different books to keep myself entertained. But from this room, I could look out to the forest.

"Would you look at this," I turned to the small window beside the door. There were tiny holes for the person on the other side to talk through. Zane was on the other side, and he smirked evilly.

"What do you want?" I sighed.

"Well I just thought this was hilarious. You were brought back to be the king, but now I'm going to become king when father steps down, because you and I both know, he isn't dying anytime soon."

"Whatever, I never wanted to be king, would've been a short amount of time until I joined back with the rebels and betrayeed you all again."

Zane scowled and rolled his eyes. He walked off and I leaned against one of the walls while looking out over the horizon. I tried to map out where the camp would be, but I couldn't pin an exact point.

Eventually, the sun fell asleep, and I sat on my bed, looking out into the night. I barely caught the small glimpse of a dark fabric from the corner of my eye. I darted my gaze to the cloaked figure who met with Vylad in the garden. The wind blew the hood ever so slightly, and I caught a glimpse of light blue hair. It was Katelyn.

The two engaged in a very short conversation before Vylad quickly motioned for her to leave, and she obeyed, running into the forest. Vylad looked up to me and waved. I waved back and laid down. I decided to to try and get some sleep.

(Aphmau's POV)

I opened my eyes and looked around. I was in a different room. One I'd never seen before.

The walls were all a dark crimson brick like every other room in the nether palace, but the floors were a dark oak wood, and there were windows.

Actual sunlight poured in and spilled onto the beautiful wooden floors, and birds were singing. Actual birds were actually singing.

It meant I was in the overworld. It had to of meant that.

An old woman walked into the room, looking shocked to see me sitting up in the comfortable bed.

"You're awake."

I nodded.

"How are you feeling?" She walked over to a desk and started to flip through some papers and her purple shawl slipped off of her head revealing the long strands of aged silver hair.

"Alright..." My voice was hoarse, like it hadn't been used in awhile.

"Does your head hurt?"

"A little...who are you?"

"My name is Hyria, your father sent you here to be looked after by me," she handed me a small teacup, and I took it graciously. I sipped it cautiously and reveled in the marvelous warmth on my throat.

"So...I'm in the overworld?" I asked hesitantly.

"Correct," she nodded curtly and handed me a vile.

"I'm not activating my darkness again," I shook my head and began to push it away from me.

"This isn't to activate that wretched power, I'm not that idiotic," she grumbled, "it's medicine for your head, it'll soothe it."

I took the vile graciously and wiped at my eyes.

"So what's happening to me?"

I swear, if she tells me "nothing you can't handle," I'll burn her on the spot.

"You're changing. Shadows have entered your system and is running through your bloodstream. It's rested in your heart so if nothing is done then you will become nothing but an empty shell of someone that once was," she said it all without breaking eye contact.

My eyes widened and I blinked. I hadn't expected a straight up answer. But I didn't like the answer she had given me.

"Is there anything to stop that?"

"Your father doesn't want that," she shook her head dismissively, "but when had I ever listened to him."

"What?"

"Let's just say, I'm an old family friend," she smiled sadly.

"I've never met you..."

"Your mother wanted to keep me out of your life, mostly because there was always bad when we all got together."

"You knew my mother," tears welled up in my eyes.

"She was my closest friend...your father, a stubborn moron, could never tell me what to do. But there was no one in the nether that had my knowledge, so he sent you to me. He knows it's risky, but he's confident, arrogant and cocky."

I laughed a little and traced the rim of my teacup.

"So you're going to help me?"

"I want to, and I'll try, but there's very little of this in my control."

I nodded in understanding. She walked over and opened up a window, and I took a deep breath of the beautiful fresh air. And then realisation struck me. I jumped out of bed and started to head to the door. It slammed shut as I pulled it open, and I jumped a little.

"Where are you going?"

"I know why my father actually sent me here," I started to hyperventilate.

"What are you rambling about?" Hyria snapped.

"He's going to attack O'Khasis while I'm out of the way, and then after he's going to come and get me. I can't stay here, I have to leave. Please, let me. Lie to him, tell him that my darkness broke loose and I wrecked the place and ran off, I don't care what you do, but there are people I have to warn."

Hyria looked shocked.

"Warn them of what exactly?"

"A war is coming."

A/N Hip hip hooray, wrote another part, I should be sleeping, but it's only 11:30 as I write this, so yeah, whatever. I love you all devils, byeeeeeeeeee.