Don't Fuck With Me

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Evangeline steps forwards "Sir, I know you're just following orders but you can't take her. She-" the larger one raises his hand, cutting her off. "I have no interest in what you have to say kuruni" the word meaning witch in elvish, rolling off his tongue bitterly. "You will come with us whether its by choice or by force. You are an abomination and should've never been born. If we were aware of this sooner, you would've been killed in your mothers womb. But if you do choose to make us drag you to the court, your mother will be the one punished for your disobedience" he said this with disgust in his eyes. I take a step forwards but Evermore jumps in front of me. "You'll have to take me as well if you want her" Evermore says. "We have no need for you, useless kuruni" this time it was the other elf, a smaller but still muscular one who spoke; every word said while disgust poured out of him. "No. Let them come. Our majesties would be thrilled to see how this abomination managed to befriend these creatures" The bigger one said with a laugh. Christopher jumps out in rage and moves to lunge for the two elves but I softly whisper a word... adhuc. Still. Christopher comes to a halt but I hear his mind racing, knowing it was me but calming down shortly. "I will go with you but they must come as well. Evangeline Fair-Child must speak to your king and queen. There is a lot they do not know" I say calmly. A flash of blue light swallows us without a second beat of a heart.

I open my eyes to a large room. I'm strapped in a chair and there are people everywhere. The room was extremely large and on the walls were rows upon rows of seats, all filled with what I can only assume to be elves. I look around and Evermore, Evangeline, and Christopher were in chairs as well; Christopher being the only other one strapped down. I look up to meet eyes with the larger elf from earlier. He grins a smile that makes me rather uneasy. "The loki has finally awoken" He yells, everyone becoming quiet very quickly. Loki. Snake. That's what they call half-breeds like you. Evermore tells me through her thoughts. Two elves who I believe are the king and queen stand up. "I am King Luin'loki, But in your tongue it would be-" I don't know why I did it or why I thought it would be a good idea to interrupt the king but I did "Blue Dragon. It means Blue Dragon in English" Everything goes silent. One of the guards step behind me grab me by the hair, yanking back; I cry out in pain "You dare speak without being told to, loki?" he hisses in my ear. "I just didn't see the point in your king waisting his breath on telling me something I already know" I explain. The elf's grip still tight in my hair "Let her go' the queen speaks up and the elvish guard backs away 'From what we know, you have had no teaching in our language and I wouldn't think your father would be stupid enough to endanger your life just to teach a language useless to you. So explain me this, how do you know what that means?" she asks. I look towards Evangeline and she nods her head, letting me know that it is okay to speak now. I see Evermore behind her, rage filling her eyes as she watches the guard who confronted me a moment before. I look up at the queen "Ma'am... I don't mean any disrespect while I am here' The same guard cuts me off 'you disrespect them just by existing." The queen looks at him and he goes quiet again. "I wouldn't be the one to be able to answer that well enough. Evangeline knows more about it than I do honestly" I pause for some kind of response but the king stands up instead. "My beloved asked you to answer the question, loki so you will answer it alone" He says in a stern voice.

I take a deep breath. "Sir, please. I'm not the one to explain this. I barely understand it myse-' he cuts me off 'I'm not going to deal with this. I gave you the chance to explain yourself but you waste it. Ruin Pilin', you are to be put to death. You are a creation that never should've been. Evangeline Fair-child, Evermore Fair-child and the adopted immortal of the witches, Christopher Fair-child, you are sentenced to death for harboring and knowing about this loki and not reporting it immediately. Hrive Ilmen, kill them" he motions to the guard... the same freaking guard. Hrive Ilmen and a few other guards step forwards and surround us. Two take Evangeline by the arms and another two with Evermore. One more stands behind Christopher with a knife to his throat, while the same guard plus two others grab me. I struggle against them and yell in panic. "No! Please! This isn't their fault!" I yell. The king turns his back on us. "You're a coward! Turning your back to the deaths by your hand! Turning your back to the darkness to come! Turning your back at the face of the end and you don't give her the chance to explain!" I yell louder. "Make it painful" the king says as he turns back around to watch; the queen bowing her head. I feel myself getting warmer as I look around at my friends. The friends I just made. Realizing that they're going to die because of me. They're going to die because they showed kindness to someone they didn't even know. Rage shoots through me. I see one of the guards place a knife to Evermore's leg and rip upwards. I hear her scream and see the blood drip down her leg but it all seemed so distant. I notice Christopher looking over at me, shock on his face and a little fear in his eyes. Then Evangeline, She's looking at Evermore as her leg continues to bleed. Fear is radiating off of her. I can't let this happen. I won't let this happen. I see the knife get puled out of a holder one of the guards that are holding me have. I feel myself get hotter and hotter and I notice that some people in the crowds are looking at me with fear. I look down at my feet and use all my strength to try and pull away from the guards but it isn't working. I look up at the king and his expression changes. The queen looks at me with curiosity. I fall to my knees. "ENOUGH!!" I scream. The fire of Hephaestus surge through my veins. Everyone goes silent and I stand up. I look at the king with fire burning in my eyes and he steps back "I am the Tenebris Angelus and you will not hurt my friends."

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