The Warrior Witch of New Orleans

Chapter 3: Should I stay or go?

(Previously)
The Next Day

I lay against the wall in agony as he put his hand inside my chest. I cough out blood. As I tried to get away from him but he kept on coming to suck my magic into him. My magic was fading away. I felt sleepy and exhausted. I fell onto the floor. The floor was cold and solid. I cried in pain as I felt my magic was burning into acid. I spit out blood out again and look up at and see that he was muttering words I didn't understand. He was speaking gibberish. Why don't I understand the spell he was saying. Then I felt a red haze over me then I scream out in agony again. Then nothing then I fade in darkness again.

Chapter 3:

The darkness was caving in. The echoing of my breathing was the only thing I heard. It was pitch black. Cold. I couldn't breathe. It felt like a huge amount of weight laying on my chest. I tried to yell out but I couldn't. My mouth was numb. Everything was total blackness. I couldn't see. The only thing I could do was to give in. Give in to the darkness. Sleep. Peaceful sleep. Only if I have that luxury.

Snap! Branch has been snapped. Footsteps begin to come near me. I could feel the echoing of vibration that was humming in the air and into the ground. I tried to open my eyes, but I couldn't. The footsteps has stopped. Then I felt a cold hand on my cheek.

"Hello Sita." A man voice said to me in my ear. He continue to grip my cheek in a roughly manner. I tried to move but something was stopping me to move. It was holding me down. A rope?. Not a rope. Was it handcuffs? No that couldn't be it. What was it? The man pull my weight of a body up in sitting position. It was his arm. His muscular strong arm.

"It's been so long. Five and a half centuries long. You have changes your look but you couldn't fool me. You may of fool the others, but not me." He said in a smugly calm voice. I reach out to touch his wrist and pulled it away from my waist.

"It can't be..?" I coughed out. Speaking was like talking with acid in my mouth. I continue to slur. "Why are you doing this?... to me. Why? I never ask or did anything to you." I gasp out in pain.

He chuckled. "No you haven't. But my employer said you have to him and his people."

"Thron?" I whisper in shame. 

"Yes, Thron." He confirmed to me.

"You.. your a errand boy now?" I gasp in shock.

"I wouldn't use errand boy.. I am a hunter." He said darkly.

I couldn't believe that he was a hunter. He has change. A witch who disown his gifts and power. To become a witch hunter for a man name Thron. Who is the most powerful assassin I've met. Now he knows the supernatural world. All because of me?
No I have been careful. Could he find out some other way. If so who?

"How did he know about you?" I ask him.

"He learn it from the dark web." He said.

"The dark web. How could he if he knows where to even look." I said in disbelief.

"How do I know. He doesn't pay me enough to know all that, Sita."

"Ren please. Don't." I pleaded to him.

"Sorry. But not even your pleading can save you this time." Ren said. He stood up and raise his hand palm out speaking in a awful face pace of Latin words.

I finally felt my body become more aware and strong as I felt his magic begin to lessen on my body. I open my eyes and saw him waving his hands over above my body as he frantically continue to chant. I use my hands to grip the ground around me and to quietly lift my self up. As I stood up I begin to feel my aura of magic to flutter in life as I saw a threat. I flick my wrist direct at him.

I mutter "Ex Spiritum In Tacullum, En Terrum Incendium, Phasmatos Salves A Distum." A binding of fire circle him around as the fire burn deep red, orange.

Ren open his eyes as he stop chanting. He scream in pain as the fire lick upon his skin as his body begin to burn.
Minutes later Ren body fell burn black as the fire diminish his flesh in minutes.

Ren was dead. I am alive and safe again. Now I need to disappear again. If Ren find me who can next?

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I stare at the quarter. Deciding if I should stay or leave. The Originals brothers couldn't protect me. They have enough things to do then to protect me. They have to protect Haylay and the baby. That is most important. The baby is very important to the future.

So should I stay or go? What should I do?