Chapter 23: Taken...Again!

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Ella's POV

I woke with a start.

There was no light coming through my window, so I knew it was still night time. I sat up in bed and at first, I thought I saw a shadow move near the edge of the room.I kept very still. If there was something...or someone in this room with me I wanted to know who or what they were.

After a few more minutes in silence, I slowly climbed out of bed and reached for my wand.

"Who-who's there?" I asked. I had my weapon ready for any attack.

But I wasn't ready.

I felt a rag cover my mouth roughly. I tried to pry away the hand, which held the rag to my mouth, but it was too strong. And I also couldn't yell.

An arm went around my waist and held me painfully tight. I kicked and screamed, but it was to no use. Suddenly, I was being pulled backward. As I continued kicking and yelling, my eyes started to black out and before I could do anything. My whole world went dark.

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I awoke with a sick feeling in my stomach and I groaned in pain. I looked down and noticed I was lying on a cold, blue platform. I hurried to my feet and looked around. I was in a huge, empty hall which was covered in what seemed like blue crystal. At the front was a grand, white throne with a white fur rug in the seat and a silver headpiece attached to the top.

I had never been in such a place before, but I had a slight clue where I was. Suddenly, I heard voices and saw a tall, pale man walk into the hall from behind the throne. He wore a black suit with robes and had an ebony walking stick in his hand. His eyes were a piercing green and he had thin long bright blonde hair. Behind him was a huge man in baggy robes and several scars on his face whom I immediately recognized.

Goudvis.

He stood at the right-hand of the tall man with his hands clasped behind his back and his head slightly bowed. It was obvious he was the sidekick of this tall man. I then relished who this man was.

Jadin.

"Ah. She's awake." He exclaimed in a false, cheery tone.

Then something clicked in me. This was the man who was threatening the future of Narnia. This was the man I had to defeat.

Then, a thought hit me. Did he want to fight me now?

"Relax, girl. You are not here to fight me." He said as if in response to my thought.

"What do you want with me?" I asked with every ounce of strength that I had

"Ah. Well. That is a very easy question to answer. You see...I want...you." He answered with an evil grin on his face.

"What?" I replied with a confused frown.

"What I meant was...I want your body."

My face got pale as he said those words. My body? Why would he want my body? I'm his enemy for goodness' sake. Why would he want me...that way?

Noticing the look on my face, he laughed out loud and stepped closer to me. "Not in that way, you stupid girl." He snarled.

I let out a breath of relief.

"Then what?" I asked.

"You see...you are rather...special. You have gifts that no one else has had in a very long time. And these gifts could destroy me and my plans." He explained as he circled me.

"What's going on here?" I shouted as a strange chill began to seep into my bones, making me shiver violently.

"Well, I guess I should explain the situation. Let's start from the beginning. With a certain little princess called...what was her name? Oh yes. Ingrid Castila."

Ingrid? What does Ingrid have to do with all of this?

"You see, she was not all that she seemed. The night of the Ball, it was not her that kissed Edmund. And it was not her who drank that bottle of poison in the woods."

My gaze averted to the ground as I tried to make sense of what all Jadin was telling me.

"It was my lovely sister. Jadis."

I head snapped up at that name. Jadis? But Jadis was dead!

"Yes. The White Witch herself. You see I have done a lot of research and I have found out that there is a way to bring Jadis back. I learned that my darling sister had this wonderful ability to...how shall we call it...control anyone with the blood of either Adam or Eve."

Oh no.

"Oh yes. And so, we felt we could use Ingrid as a body for Jadis to possess. She was supposed to distract that stupid boy of yours so you would run away. Yes, it was all part of the plan. And after we accomplished that plan, "Ingrid" went "missing." After a while, Jadis and I thought, that you would be a better person to possess."

My heart was racing at lightning speed. So Jadis was responsible for Ingrid's death! Now it all started making sense to me. Why they wanted my body, why I was here.

Oh...

This is NOT good.

"If you think for one second I'm going to allow that witch to take control of me, you are dead wrong!" I yelled.

"Oooh. Temper, temper. Dear Ella. You don't really have a choice. You can't really run away. Besides, you should be happy. With your gifts and the powers of Jadis combined into one body, you could be even more powerful than Aslan! Well, actually Jadis could be!" He laughed evilly.

I tried my hardest to move my legs, but it was as if they were frozen.

"Goudvis." He called out to the big man.

Goudvis walked up to him with a long, silver spear-looking thing in his hand.

Jadin held onto the spear tightly as he approached me ever-so-slowly. I wanted to call out to Aslan. It had worked the last time, maybe it would work now. But my mind went blank and almost numb as I got colder with every step he took.

Finally, he was right in front of me, his eyes bearing into mine. Those green orbs were so piercing that I closed my eyes as I shook from the cold and fear. After about two seconds of heavy silence, I felt a sharp pain shooting through my heart. I cried out and fell to my knees, the ice spreading through my blood.

Slowly, all my senses became numb. It felt as if I was slowly dying away. I lost all feeling in my chest, then stomach, then legs and arms, then hands and feet, and finally my head.An emerald green mist shone brightly behind my closed eyelids...

Before everything finally went black.





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