The Final Fight : the Haunted

Ch.42-hope on the horizon

Drakes pov

I told Grayson how I felt. Even the urges. The voice kept taunting me in the back of my head only repeating one word. Kill.

I refused to listen to it and give in to the urges. I wasn't sure what caused them. I think it had to do with my Ender side and me getting so mad at that man. The last few hours were starting to come back to me. Apparently I had forgotten them temporarily. I didn't want to but I did. Grayson was right. I would have killed that guy. Thank god I didn't. Grayson still sat next to me. He didn't move or say anything at the moment. I guess he doesn't have to. I mean it's not everyday your best friends tells you that he wand to kill something. Or someone. I shakes the thoughts from my head and stood up. I wanted to be alone. I walked down the hall to the bedroom where my stuff was at and I loved the door behind me. I heard Grayson on the other side. I didn't care at this point. I was so mentally and physically and emotionally tired I just collapsed on the bed and invited in sleep.

Mia pov

Grayson's came I it the living room tired. He told me what happened. Well things could be a lot worse. I didn't like the thought of Drake being alone right now but there wasn't much we could do. I don't want to push him more off the edge so we just let him be for now. It was dark and everyone was starting to fall asleep. I leaned my head against Grayson as he put his arm around me. I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

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"Mia?" Grayson whispered, nudging my shoulder. I opened my eyes. I yawned and sat up.

"Yea?" I said rubbing my eyes.

"Com woke we have stuff to do. He doesn't have much longer with him being in the state he is in. I'm getting worried. Where are those books you got from the library?" He got up and went over to our stuff.

"In my backpack front section." I replied. He got the books out and stated flipping pages.

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We found things we mainly knew. Some new things but nothing of help. I could see the frustration on Grayson's face. He still had bags under his eyes from the countless nights of no sleep. The past couple nights no one really slept that much.

"Could we maybe try and do the ritual he did a few years ago when he attempted to save Armen?" I asked, remembering what Drake told us a while back.

"Yea but you kinda need to put it somewhere. Our goal has been to kill herobrine not give him a new body."
He flipped through another page.

"Yea but we could kill him in the middle of it wth the sword. You still have it." I snapped back at him.

"Whoa why are you so cranky all of a sudden?" He crossed his arms and glared at me.

"No I'm just tired ok. We all are. I know we should be happy because we got one pain in the butt problem solved but this one is going to be 100000 times more difficult. One we have to find a way to do it without killing Drake! And two! We need to do it without Drake losing control and run the risk of all of us being killed instead because herobrine is obviously not gonna want to die so he will try and fight back. What if we tell Drake what we're gonna do. Huh? The freaking demon is basically in his head so he will know what's coming his way." I snapped again crossing my arms. Sometimes he gets on your nerves.
"That's actually not that bad of an idea. One problem. None of us are mages except Drake. And mages are pretty rare now a days." He had a good point. Great.

"Wait what about Armen?" I looked towards Armens room.

"What?"

"Well since herobrine had sued magic when he took over him. Certain types of magic require mana. Armen used magic that needed mana so the mana had to come from somewhere."

"Good point. We will ask him later."

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"Ow." He glared at me. "What are you doing it kinda hurts."

"Armen hold still will ya. I know what I'm doing." I said. I was looking at the underside of Armens arm trying to find something. I placed my finger in a certain pressure point and pressed down on it. He flinched and where my thumb was a small glowing purple spot appeared.

"Bingo so I was right." I turned to Grayson who looked somewhat surprised.

"Hmm I didn't think it would work since well you know." He looked at Armen for a second and back at me.

"What are you talking about? And what the heck did you do to my arm." He whined rubbing his arm. "It kinda hurts."

"Yea sorry about that."

"Armen you have mana in your system which means you have to ability to use magic. Kinda like Drake." Grayson had the most blank expression on his face that I have ever seen. Armen just looked up confused. He was probably still tired since we had just woken him up.

I went over to the table and read through the book some more. It seemed to be of little help at this point. I sighed and went to go check on Drake. His door was still locked. I had a few tricks up my sleeve. I pulled a Bobby pin out of my hair and picked the lock slowly opening. It teens out he was asleep. I shut the door and walked away. He probably isn't going to like what we have in mind. I can't imagine the hell he is about to go through. On the bright side of it works, everything will finally be over.