It was a particularly stormy night and her long hair was as black as the night sky and her eyes pierced like lightning as she made her way to Sullivan's the door revenge and blood coursing through her veins. She could feel the power in her bones, the power was intoxicating was the best she's ever felt in her life. She grabbed a large iron knocker she banged as hard as she could on the door the house felt as though it shook from her touch.
Sullivan's servant answered letting her in, it was the same house that she had been in only months prior it looks darker more decrepit. Maybe it's just the lighting. She thought sarcastically. As she walked the path to the office he once betrayed her in.
She came face-to-face with the traitor just looking at his face reminded her why she hated his guts. He looked frightened, a type of fear she had never seen on his face, she felt empowering looking at this little peon of a human deciding his fate.
"Hello fancy seeing you here, you seem a little stunned Sully why is that?" Rozaline said coldly in a taunting tone following it with an evil chuckle.
"Oh please do close your mouth you look like a trout , I assure you it's OK it will be over soon"
"What do you mean it will be over soon ? how did you get in my house? Why are you here?"
Sullivan said in a frightened tone
"Oh Mr. Gray I'm here to collect a debt you owe me" she said roming around the room touching the knick knacks on the shelves
"Sullivan you have not the slightest idea of the hell I'm going to bring you tonight"
"You are a despicable peon of a human no morals no absolute truth no absolute happiness you were doomed from the beginning I don't know why your mother didn't kill you as a child and save the world a lynch."
"But I must correct the universes mistakes it would only be kind of me wouldn't you say so Mr. Gray?"
"Get out of my house Rozaline" he said "I'm not scared of you"
"Huh" she said calmly, "that's rather peculiar" she said running her hands across his shoulders bringing her lips to his ear ....."because you should be" a smile stretched across Rozaline's face and she giggled menacingly the room rang into chaos papers flying like a tornado around the room.
Sullivan looked stunned not knowing what to do, other than run from the desk.
She approached him with the weight of her powers in the air. He bolted for the door, she purposely let him escape . She wanted him to run for the only open entrance . The kitchen
"oh Sully" she said in a taunting sing song as she flew from the landing of the stairs to the foyer
"I'm coming Sullivan !!" She smiled like a demented Cheshire Cat.
She cornered him in the kitchen his terrifying glance sent a shot of joy through her body
She raised her hand and he floated into mid air he struggled but he couldn't move under the force of her grip . She smiled with such hatred at the little bug trying to struggle it's way away from the spider.
"Darling we can work this out can't we? I didn't mean any of those nasty things darling, please darling let go" he said in one final desperate move to save his own skin
She opened her hand and with that all the drawers of the kitchen flew open. Sullivan struggled as he saw the butcher knives surrounding his body. She could sense the horror in his flesh she could feel his heart racing.
"I'm not your darling, sully" she said looking straight into his eyes stepping towards his floating body .
"Im your worst fucking nightmare" she cackled as he started to scream once more tears down his face. The pain of his pathetic existence across his face.
"Please no!" He screamed
She closed her hand as hard as she could and the knives pierced him from every direction. A large splatter of blood covered Rozalines face and upper chest. Rozalines grey blue eyes pierced the red veil like a knife. Blood exploded from him like a piñata and the knives made a satisfying squish when they entered him.
He fell to the floor motionless, she walked over to his body. She took pleasure in the sight of the two pairing knives in his eyes sockets. What lovely placement she thought. She knelt down to examine closer , she could hear him struggling to breathe barley clinging to life. She went next to his ear and whispered mockingly "Tell Satan Rozaline sent you " .She could hear him try to scream. She grabbed the knife in his wind pipe she twisted it a full 90 degrees and shoved it deeper. The breathing ceased.
She got up and stood back she raised her right and lowered her left hand with her first and middle fingers up Then emerged the goat men, the same ones from her dream. Her voice commanded over them "clean this up" she said dismissively. They began gnawing at his entrails reaching their hands into the chest cavity of the unfortunate soul.
I hope Satan has a mistress... She thought to herself.
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Incantation
FantasyRozaline is a beautiful lady of the 15th century well known in her community for her family's esteem as well as her soon to be husbands success and wealth. Her life is seemingly perfect until a series of events makes it all fall apart, her parents h...
