Chapter Twelve: Soul

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Allyson thought about one thing- pain. It hurt. It hurt so badly. Allyson wanted to rip her hair out and cut off Allyson's head. Anything to stop the pain, which was weird. Allyson had a high tolerance for pain.

The witch muttered something and Allyson's train of thought stopped dead in it's track.

This pain was blinding and burning. It enflamed her hand and climbed to her heart, spread down her legs. Allyson heard her heart beat and felt herself closing her mouth with a force that practically had her chin trembling. Unlike ambushes or surprise attacks, Allyson was very thoroughly trained on not to talk when tortured. It was usually on the job training. Knowing that, she also knew that this was just the beginning.

" Now, now Allyson. I really don't want to know that much. No need to fight it..." The voice was almost a croon.

And suddenly the only thing I could think about was the heat, slowly and painfully climbing up my neck. Inch by inch by inch. As soon as it hit her larynx, she knew there was no screaming and no talking.

" What are you doing with little Nicholas here?" She wondered as she ran her finger up Allyson's arm. Allyson barely felt it, but she knew her arm was bleeding.

" ANSWER ME!" The witch commanded, and suddenly the pain vanished from her body. Even where the witch had stabbed her in the arm.

" Ugh! You stupid HUNTRESS!" She pulled a rusty nail out from behind her back. My eyes landed on it's pointed part.

Allyson didn't want to look, but she couldn't draw her eyes away from the nail that the witch brought through the center if Allyson's hand.

That was it. Allyson screamed. It was almost a human reflex. She tried not to move. That hurt her hand worse.

" Oh so the mighty HUNTRESS can't take a little PAIN?" She laughed loud and scratchy.

The witch touched Allyson's nose, causing Allyson to shake and the nail to move it her hand. Allyson let out a tortured scream as the nail ripped through things in her hand, finally hitting bone. Causing another scream.

" You know, the hand has the most nerves," The witch informed me. As if Allyson didn't know.

Suddenly Allyson thrashed again and broke the bone. Shattered it. Laughing matched her screams.

I needed to use my magic. I barely had any left. I felt my soul and realized it was...wrong. Inside out. Shit. Had she really not revered her soul? She took a deep breath and the pain doubled as she violently shook even more.

It was easy, magically speaking, of course. Her soul was practically begging to be flipped. Allyson smiled. The witch looked at her, startled, stumbling back. She sensed Allyson's magic. Allyson's magic burned within her.

" Remove these bindings off me!" Allyson commanded.

" Or what?" The witch scowled, still backing away.

" Or I separate your soul from your body and make you do it anyway!" I wasn't sure I had that much power yet. She called my bluff.

" As if you could!" Dorothy's eyes were focused on my body, which was shaking with over excess of magic.

Allyson needed to get out and she had lots of magic. She smiled wider. This was a spell she wanted to do for a very long time.

" SOULS OF WHICH I COMMAND AND CONTROL! COME TO YOUR MASTER AND RELEASE HER!" I screeched. It wasn't as if the words did anything. It was her soul. Spitting out magic like a radar, in circular waves all around Allyson.

At first nothing happened. Then it happened.

The walls cracked and shattered like glass.

The witch screamed. Very much like I did. I laughed.

" Master..." A voice droned. I felt the souls. There were around fifty.

Then, without warning, more magic was dragged out of me. I fell to my knees as I realized I was in the middle of the room, well it wasn't a room. It looked like a wrecking ball had been in here. And just this part of the building.

" Really Allyson?" Nicholas's voice was piercing to Allyson's very soul, " It's just like you to call hell here to get us out, then go unconscious without sending them away. Leaving me alone to fight a bunch of enraged souls. Rage you gave them-"

The only thing she could think about was how Nicholas and her soul were...intertwined.

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 22, 2010 ⏰

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