"My oh my, what a delightful sight it is" the wise old man muttered. All seven friends were on the floor, blood splattered everywhere. He had managed to capture them in a painting to lure the rest of the friends and kill them all at once.
"Thankfully, they are gone and I can now get what I wanted 1,000 years ago."
He summoned his staff, black with silver lining around with a pointed tip at the end of the staff.
"Qui vivis et vitam venturi, et potestatem dimittere clamore exterrita!"
With the final word, a gust of blue wind surged from all seven bodies, no, six bodies.
"What the hell are you doing here! We had a deal and you're not doing your part."
"C'mon wise old man," she said mockingly as she rose from the ground, completely unharmed. "Or should I say "grandfather." Sorry but dieing is not something I'd want to do," Stephanie said, walking towards him.
"Well you're wrong. You may be related to me but that doesn't mean I care about you." the wise old man said bitterly.
Stephanie laughed sarcastically. "I knew that already. Even your plan, before Xander told me about it. He's the only one who you actually care about right?"
Very right you are.. but there's no point in saying it.
"Qui vivis et vitam venturi, et potestatem dimittere clamore exterrita!" the wise old man thrusted his hand toward stephanie as Xander came down to the room, stabbing her. She screamed and fell to the ground, dead.
The final gust of blue wind went inside the now glowing staff.
The wise old man chuckled evily, and teleported himself and Xander to his underground layer.
"Shall we begin?"
YOU ARE READING
The 7 Tellers
Mistério / SuspenseMaria, Tara, Wyatt, Trina, Fel, Stacy, and Stephanie are best friends who were going on a camping trip to celebrate the end of the school year. While exploring the forest, they have seen something that they shouldn't have. They are then caught by th...
