Deception

Mouth Of Hell

The element of air is free and unrestrained. Kirah predicted that this element would be Stiles most difficult to create. 

He was right.

"This isn't working!" Stiles snapped, frustrated.

"Like I told you, it's because you're thinking to hard about it, you need to clear your mind" Kirah said firmly.

"Easier said than done" Stiles muttered.

He desperately tried to clear his mind but it was to much, all of it. He couldn't stop thinking.

Stiles let out a groan of frustration, when again nothing happened.

"You've been agitated and uptight ever since you got here, what's going on?" Kirah asked calmly.

Stiles sighed, hands going through his hair, he saw no need in hiding it from him.

"It's just that, a mirror's been stolen"

Kirah frowned at first, looking confused but then his eyes widened in realisation and shock.

"Wait, a prison?"

Stiles nodded, wincing.

"Not only that" He grumbled "But I think Fritz is trying to convince the Lord I did it. And the other girl she claimed who had done it was acting...strange, far to scared than she should be"

Kirah, listened, looking more interested by the minute.

"She was terrified of the Lord of Mind, I know she was a kid and he can be scary but not that much, right?" Stiles said, scratching the back of his head, trying to figure it out.

Kirah thought about what Stiles had said then he finally replied "Are you sure that it was him she was scared of?"

Stiles blinked, he hadn't thought of that.

But then if it wasn't the Lord of Mind, who could-

Kirah interrupted his thoughts.

"Wow, well I can see why you're not into it today"

He didn't reply, only frowning deeply, lost in his thoughts again.

"Mieczyslaw, if you want to Master this ability you need to let go of the past. You need to forget what happened to you this morning"

Stiles shook his head, he let out a groan. How could he forgot?

"Let me guess" Stiles muttered "The sorcerous of the air district are especially good at this ability"

"How can you tell" Kirah said sarcastically, crossing his arms.

Stiles, not even trying to create the air right now. He'd basically given up for now.

But there was something else he wanted to know, maybe something that would help him forgot.

"What about you? Are you from the Mind District?" He realised that he knew very little about Kirah and after realising how quickly your time could be up in this world, he wanted to find out.

Kirah smiled more gently and he said "I come from the Soul District, I-"

"Mieczyslaw! Mieczyslaw!" A boy Stiles didn't recognise ran up to their position. He was trembling and eyes wide with urgency and fear?

"You're needed" He cried out.

"What's going on?" Kirah asked.

He looked at Kirah for a minute then said shakily "I think it's best you should come as well Sir"

Kirah and Stiles glanced at each other before following the boy back inside.

Stiles also tried to ask what was going on but the boy only shook his head, he looked deeply shaken and remained Stiles a little of the girl from the morning.

"I can't..." He was all he said shakily.

Then he looked like he was going to he sick.

As they followed him something inside Stiles didn't feel right.

The corridors seemed darker somehow. The shadows reaching for him. The energy lights dimmer than before.

Stiles magic started to shiver inside him, nothing it had ever done before. It was almost like it was scared.

Something screamed alarm bells in his mind.

Something screamed wrong, wrong, wrong!

That he should turn back now. That he did not want to go wherever the boy was taking him.

No, no, no!

The feeling got louder and louder the more they walked.

Then they stopped, outside the Lord of Mind's room.

The door, usually shut was left slightly open and was it Stiles or could he hear whispers of horror inside.

The doors seemed more looming than usual, like they were a mouth, ready to open wide and swallow their prey.

Stiles was almost certain by now he did not want to see what was behind that door.

The boy stepped backwards, pale and tense.

"You should go in and see what happened for yourselves. The Lords will probably be here soon"

Kirah and Stiles glanced warily at him.

"Why aren't you coming in?" Stiles asked, frowning.

The boy practically trembled on the spot. He shook his head vigorously.

"I've already seen it. You-you should see what happened for yourself"

Then with that he practically ran away. Leaving them there.

Stiles let out a sigh, he wanted to run away as well, in fact his energy was telling him to go just that and it was probably the most logical option but, well like always his curiosity was what got the best of him.

He looked at Kirah.

"Shall we?"

Who let out a deep sigh, also looking a little pale, Stiles wondered if his magic was giving him the same warning signs.

"We shall" Kirah said grimly.

Then they both stepped into the Lord of Mind's room together, into the mouth of hell or what ever fate awaited them there.