The Keepers Daughter: A Mcd Fanfic (COMPLETED)

chapp 15

Lokis POV
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I stood in the corner of the guard station, and held my head.
How could I lose control like that?
"Hurry up and kill me already. I don't like Garroths face." Zane whined from inside the cell.
"My soul in waiting in the nether."
Was he a shadow knight?
I felt a hand on my shoulder, and whipped around.
"Hey... about what happened back there..." Dante said.
"I'm scared. I don't know what happened. I think... I think my dad helped me."
"He ran a sword through your neck! You should be dead."
"Yet..."
"I'm sorry. I know you don't want pity, but Loki, we need to figure out who you are, and what you're bringing here."
"Dante? What... what if I'm bad? What if I kill you? What if I kill Levin? Or Aphmau?"
"Now why would you do that?"
"Dante! Did you not see what happened up there on that hill?! I lost complete control. I was anger, that wasn't who I am now. Seeing all of you in danger..."
"We all lose control."
"But you don't understand! I'm different. I don't have that option to get it back. It's been three days, and I just came back. I'm a danger to you, to Aphmau, to Pheonix Drop."
"Yeah, you are." Zane says.
"Shut up, heartless monster." Dante hisses.
"Dante. I don't want to hurt any of you, I know I'm the reason my dad, my sisters, and my mom were killed. Zane just wanted me. I heard my mom and dad talking, and they said I was a danger, that I could end humanity."
"Loki, if you're having suicidal thoughts-"
"I am Dante! I might be end the world! If I die at the hands of someone, they get my power. If I kill myself, then that power dies with me! That means, nobody can get hurt."
I know it's the only way to end this hurricane of death. To stop Zane. Not by killing him, but killing what he wants. Me.
"Please, Loki. Do you know how much you would hurt everyone in the village? How much you would hurt Levin? Aphmau? Garroth? Me?"
I thought about that. About Levin. About Malachi. Or Quill. Or Rowland and Julian, who think I'm dead.
"You're right. I wont."
"Thank you." He sighs.
"Yeah. We would hate to lose you, Loki." A voice sounds from near Zane's cell.
Dante and I turn to see Garroth standing there, the same serious expression he always has on his face.
"I-much less everyone else- would be heartbroken if you died, even more if it was at the hands of you." He said, still no sign of emotion.
"Ha! Seriously? Wooooooow, I didn't know you were that weak, Garroth!" Zane hollers.
"Quiet!" We all shout.
"Still, back up there..." He said, looking down at his cut, Dante doing the same.
"I'm sorry. Xander's... I don't even know."
"I'm fine. Dante, are you alright?"
"Yeah. But for a small cut, that sure hurts!"
I'm ashamed of Xander. He is selfish,dumb,idiotic, and the second most heartless person I met, next to Zane. I tried to forget the memories of me and him being friends, actually caring about him. But my fifth birthday still stayed, and lingered. He actually cared. He said it to my face. But here, seven years later, I just was in a battle to the death with him. And like he said then, I won.

"I love you Loki. Don't forget that. I would never intentionally hurt you."
"Dante I need a moment outside."
"Of course."
I stepped outside, and just focused on the parts that wouldn't make me want to scream.
"Happy birthday! Your my favriote person, so you deserve the best!"
"Was it all an act? I want to know. Did you ever care? Or was this to put my guard down?" I muttered, hoping his ghost could here me.
"There was no act." I heard a whispering voice.
I whipped my head up from the ground, looking for any signs of my brother.
"I'm up here." The whispers sound again. "My bodies death spot."
"I'm coming, brother." I whisper, and hoping he can hear me.
I ran to Aphmaus house, where Levin and Malachi were playing outside.
He was there. His spirit, it stood next to Malachi.
"It's me, the real Xander." He whispered. Malachi stood watching.
My body was reluctant to hug him, but I couldn't help it.
"You can talk to me, you don't need to whisper." I said to him.
"But I cant."
"What do you mean?" I asked, confused. Malachi still watched.
"Every second, that... that thing inhabits my body, I fade. Soon enough, when he's at full power, I won't be able to stop him. I wont be able to hold him back, and I'll be gone. Forever."
"Xander, I knew that wasn't you." I said, hugging him tighter. I missed the brother that cared.
"Loki, you need to go to the nether, and stop him. If you don't go before I'm gone, this world is going to be a doomsday." He whispered.
"The nether?! Why that place? That...that horrible place... no. Please Xander, don't make me go back." I cried into his chest.
"I'll be with you, you won't be alone. I couldn't leave my sister."
"When do we need to go?" I asked, scenes of the nether flashing through my head.
"Now."