The Home of the Magics

Angel or Angelica?||Chapter 33

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Misty hadn't moved. She was still starring at the broken shards of the mirror on the ground and she was still clutching her head. Angelica. Angelica. Misty could feel all of her hope collide. It hurt so much that she couldn't feel herself his the ground. She couldn't feel herself stare ahead of her and she couldn't feel herself begin to cry. But not sob. Misty wouldn't sob. She just looked ahead of her and couldn't figure out what to do. She couldn't feel anything. Angelica had stopped looking in the mirror and was instead getting herself ready for the day. Misty's long red hair was left down and brushed neatly. Angelica grinned. 

"You know Misty, you are anything but ordinary," She began to say, "your hair is not anything I would expect to see in anyone but the girl like yourself. It's strange considering you have these great magical powers and yet you have no personality. Sure your pretty but what can I say, your a waste of space. Thank god I'm here." Angelica had said but Misty was barley listening. 

"Do you want to know what I'm doing today?" She asked Misty looking back up to the broken mirror. "I'm seeing our lovely pet. Angelkins." She giggled. "enjoy the show." Picking  up a bag Angelica in Misty's skin walked out humming eerily to a tune I didn't recognize. 

By the time she walked down multiple long hallways Misty didn't recognize since she hadn't figured out which building we were in yet, Angelica pulled open a door and Misty instantly felt something change. "Angel!" She cried her usual tone of voice gone. "Angel oh my god no no no no no!" She ran up to his limp body that was tied to a chair and ran to untie him. 

"Misty?" He muttered weekly. Oh my god no! Misty thought as she saw him look up to Angelica. She turned to him. 

"Yes, its me." 

"Angelica?"

"She's gone. I got her out. But I don't know where she is we have to go!" She screeched. Angel nodded and slowly rose to his feet, Angelica holding on to his shoulders as they walked out slowly. Misty suddenly knew what was going to happen. She rushed to the wall again and began to bang at where her temple was sure to be. Angelica payed no mind as she pulled Angel through the halls. She only stopped when there were a pair of guards starring her down. Angelica smiled wearily and then pulled out a gun. "Step back." She shot once and hit one of the guards. He fell to the floor in a crumpled heap. Angelica smiled. Misty felt my hands begin to shake as she pulled the trigger and the next man fell to the ground after crying out. 

"Misty stop!" Angel cried. Angelica looked down an eeiry grin on her face. 

"I thought you liked pain, baby." She said her tone returning to normal. 

"I knew it was still you. Let her go." 

"You see this is where it's all wrong. I am going to let her go. But only for a little bit. You are going to be infected with something in this gun. Watch those guards closely." She said forcing him to look up. The guards slowly rose to their feet, their eyes blood red, their faces slowly aging at a time. They slowly started going towards the group until they stopped and grew fur all over their bodies and pulled into the largest wolf possible. Angelica smiled waved her hand and they collapsed as puppies-but they pulled themselves up again and ran up to Angelica. Angelica created a person suddenly and the dogs jumped on her. She creamed as they bit into her flesh then she fell to the ground-her eyes already turning red. 

"You see-there is no cure but death. And once you reach the larger stage there is no dieing. These ones I made small but only for a short while. Kill one with the link-kill them all. Stop the disease. Save more people. I'm gonna shoot you, Misty is gonna have to make the call. You have a special bullet. It will turn you slowly and you won't be turned-instead your blood will be the only way to stop those ones. And look a little puppy has scampered away. I wonder where to." A bloodcurdling scream was heard and Angelica chuckled. "You were fun when you were bad. But now I want to hear you scream. I'll be watching. Good luck." 

Misty's POV:

A large bang was heard and Angel fell back against a wall with a gasp. The gun fell to the floor and Angelica winked. Slowly I felt her leave my body and I felt myself breathe again. "Oh my God.  I'm me again." I muttered and slowly started to smile. "Oh my god Angel!" I cried then after flexing my fingers. I slowly remembered what Angelica had said. There had to be another way. There just had to be another way. But part of me knew there wasn't. 

"Misty. Misty listen to me." There was a scream down the hallway. And then another. "Look at me." I felt the tears begin to roll down my cheeks. I felt my entire existence start to hurt  and I just couldn't do it. "You have to kill me. Please. You have to kill me." He said repeatedly. I let out a sob. 

"Angel I love you. I love you so much. I can't believe I can't do anything else about this. There has to be a way." 

"I know about what she used. I am the cure vessel. If you let me live at all-even if you find another cure-I'll start to go insane. I'm hardly myself anymore. You just have to fix this. Make it better for all of us. Just no that I love you." I nodded. I sniffed and then reached towards the love of my life and kissed him. 

"I'm not gonna kill you. I can't." I finally said. 

"Misty. You should have seen through that. Oh it feels good to be bad. I wish you had killed me because now I have to kill you. This doesn't only make you crazy-it eats your soul. I guess I barley had one to begin with 'cause now I don't got one at all. OH you won't kill me. You don't have the gu-" Before he finished the sentence I put a hand to his chest and pushed. A light erupted and he slowly burst into flames. Angel screamed in pain and I only continued to cry until the flame died out. There weren't even bones left. 

A slow applauding was heard and I glared as I saw the ghastly pale ghost of Angelica glaring at me. "Good job pet. Too bad that wasn't actually Angel. He's got another treat coming. Now in you go." She giggled again and suddenly I felt myself shrink until I wasn't in control of my body anymore and I was in a little white room. 

I finally let myself scream. 

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A/N: 
I'm really sorry. I don't have time to edit this and it was really rushed 'cause I ran out of time so it sucks. But I will be editing EVERY SINGLE CHAPTER which means (hopefully) sooner then later I'll come back and fix this mess. Oh and I subconsciously switched POVs from third to first halfway and then made it first person later. Sorry I was gone for so long!