Jamie Dale - The Eleven Kingdoms

Chapter 53: Death An Old Soul

My heart ached impatiently as Grim opened her palm releasing a blue essence into the misc of the air. She spoke no words but the look in her pale eyes explained everything... This was her soul, and now it will look for her body. Her mangled body, missing her left leg missing, rotting with black blood. The whole in her chest was a perfect match. Her bloodied bruised body was naked and scarred in the glass container. The blue essence of Misty's soul moved elegantly towards her body. Her soul, it had a gold tinge to it... Something that seemed to be added. It must've been the code that Grim was blabbing on about.

The soul latched onto the glass container, and the frost on the edges began to melt. It was like watching a miracle trying to stop itself from occurring. Misty's soul triggered the container to react violently. It started to shake and crack, text shone through the glasses edge.

Here lies the undead, let a new era unleash, the container wore those words with pride as it shattered, releasing the tormented body of Misty River.

"Misty!" I yelled out, running towards her almost slipping over the melted ice.

"Jamie I..." the legless and heartless Misty spewed out some blood which had turned black with rot, "I" She cried out once more blood poured down her face, and she found it hard to breathe. I watched as the hole which engulfed her chest, started to grow a new heart, it was red with veins of blue. Her leg started to grow back as well so much blood started to leave her body I was scared for her life, her new life.

Watching a heart grow is very suspenseful. And devastating, I didn't know what to do. Her leg started to twist and turn with bruises and blood. Something to regrow so quickly would be agonizingly painful. I watched her in her torment as she tried to scream, but her heart didn't start pumping yet. It waited till a gold plate covered either side of it. Armor for her heart?

Ba Dum...

Ba Dum...

Ba Dum...

Misty's heart started to pump, and her leg finally took shape, the skin on her breast closed up, and she gasped for air. I looked into her Hazel eyes which swiftly flickered blue.

"Jamie," She whispered, as I knelt down towards her. She placed her hand on my chest, "I'm cold." A black tear withered down her face.

"Oh right!" I talked back in shock, she's still completely naked and in the horrible weather in the underworld there was no surprise. I removed my jacket and placed it on her shoulders. She held onto the beaten up jacket tightly. Now I'm cold but it was worth it, having misty back was worth it.

"I love you," She whispered to me. "I know you haven't loved me. You barely thought it was possible to love me until a week ago. But I need to know, do you love me out of pity, out of friendship?"

"You're seriously asking me that question?" I laughed a bit, "You've been brought back to life two minutes and you're asking me this? Misty it's not out of pity or friendship, ever since I was a kid I've loved you. Before you died, when you came to me as an angel I fell in love with you again, I didn't act upon it. There was no way to because everyone told me you weren't real, I concentrated on my infatuations, not the girl of my dreams that I had somehow made up to be who I want to spend the rest of my life with. I've loved you since the first day we've met, and yeah that love may have changed over time, at first it was friendship. But now one things for sure." I stated.

"What is it?" Misty choked out.

I held onto her tightly and closely, "I'm never losing you again. I love you."

I felt a tear, and then another one. I had lost so much and now I've finally gotten someone back. I'm not going to lose her ever again, some may say why didn't we kiss at that point? My response to that is, holding onto her is the only thing I need right now.