Venator : Devil's Moon

XLV Jumping From The Frying Pan Into The Fire

"Take me there!" Anahita yelled. The look on her face was so mad and furious, Sebastian wondered if he had lost his Laura forever.

"I need to be there. Take me there!" tears vaporised as soon as they formed. There was anger in her eyes, desperation in her voice that confirmed the agony of her heart.

Pellucia however didn't give in to her wild threatenings. She lingered there ignoring the currents of energy surging around her, waiting to devour her alive.

One such beam of energy buzzed along the length of the cavern and hit Sebastian. He was tossed to the other side of the cavern. Pamela ran after him.

"We need to get out of here," Pamela said while helping him up. "She's beyond help, you need to understand."

"No. We can't leave Laura." Sebastian grunted in pain. "We can't leave her alone," he said. His eyes shone with determination, but beneath those orbs all there was was confusion and despair.

"It's too late, Seb. I'm sorry but nothing can be done now," Pamela said. Her eyes had turned glassy, and her voice broken.

"Laura's still in there. Hurry, the mark. Transfer it," Pellucia shouted. Flames had risen around her, waiting to consume her.

"Take me there!" Anahita screamed. She wound her hands around Pellucia's neck. Her eyes were wild with anger and grief. "Take me there or I swear to God that I'll tear every bit of your essence and bathe in your blood," she said. Her hands began to glow white.

"Do it, the seal," Sebastian said.

"I can't. It's too complicated and way too risky. Besides, it won't last long," Pamela said.

"Hurry!" Pellucia screamed when the flames began to dance on her skin, eating her inch by inch.

Pamela shook her head. "It's too risky. One wrong move and instead of Laura, Anahita will gain total control forever. It's a fifty fifty chance."

Sebastian didn't have much time to think. And the wisest person he knew was against the idea. Was casting a spell he knew nothing about, not to mention its source was a demon, a good idea?

Sebastian closed his eyes. In that moment of chaos he summoned all his will to clear his head. The spell was their last hope to bring her back. But that didn't mean Laura would truly be back. Psychic interventions could turn nasty. Besides, even if everything went well, there was the threat of the Awakening which wouldn't simply disappear. And honestly, there was nothing anyone could do to prevent the Devil's Moon from rising, unless Pellucia meant what she'd said. But could she be trusted? Could she be trusted with Laura's fate?

"Can a demon be trusted? Interesting question."

Sebastian quickly opened his eyes. But nothing stirred in his vision. It was black. There was no Pamela standing beside her, waiting for his call. There was no Anahita sniffing life out of Pellucia. There were no streams of energy exploding everywhere. All there was, was the odd serenity of darkness.

"Missed me?"

Sebastian looked frantically here and there, expecting to see the mad man who'd been troubling him from inside when there was so much trouble outside.

"No trouble in here, Bastian, I'm just here to help you out." Thanos appeared before me.

As soon as Sebastian heard his footsteps approaching him, he turned in that direction and pressed his arm against his throat.

"Listen you son of a bitch, I've no time to listen to your fucked up things. Leave me alone or I swear I'll-"

"I'll what? What could you possibly do to me, dear Bastian? Chop me into pieces, or burn me in a bonfire? You can't even touch me. It's been centuries since I had an actual physical form. And to hurt me psychically, well, that's a possibility but no one in this age is capable of such expertise, not even that psychic chic," Thanos said.