First Draft || Endless Bloodshed

40. We Will Prevail.

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Kris stood rigid slightly away from the other on the steps of the castle entrance, wanting to have no interaction with any living thing. She couldn't believe she had been so weak, she had shown the side she had burried deep within her. The second she fled from the room Kris had push those pitiful emotion to the darkest recess of her mind, not having the energy to put up with those feelings.

"How do you know this?"  Someone asked, Kris didn't bother to look to see who, she didn't care.

"Queen Kris informed us of this,"  she recognised Raphael's voice.

"How do you know what the DarkOnes are doing?"

It had taken Kris a few moments to realize that the question was directed at her,  "what?"

The man who ha been asking the question stood at medium height with brown hair and brown eyes, if he hadn't been speaking Kris would have overlooked without a thought, there was nothing remarkable about the man.

"Why do you think that the DarkOnes have stolen the bodies of our dead and somehow,"  he paused struggling to find the right wording,  "revive them?"

"Reivied?" Kris laughed mockingly,  "they are not revived. If that was so they would think, remember who they were in their past life. They are nothing but living breathing puppets, you'll see them as your son, daughter, brother, sister, cousin, mother, father and friend but they will only have one aim, and that it is to slaughter you and they will without even hesitating. And that exactly what you will do, you'll hesitate and be just another dead, another for your family to mourn over," Kris snarled viciously angered that he had questioned her.

The man paled and stepped back, blending in with the crowd once again just another faceless person in the crowd.

"Seeing as you have the most knowledge it would be best if you continue." Michelangelo commented.

Sighing Kris walked to the centhe of the staircase to where she was in plain view if the nervous crowd.

"Powerful DarkOnes if they possess the strength they can control magic-"  Kris lifted her hand signaling for quite among the erupted whispers,  "Don't interrupted me I have little patience and will most likely kill someone if my anger is triggered."

That quieted the field down instant, no one was willing to risk their head.

"As I was saying, powerful DarkOnes if they obtain enough strength they can control magic. The magic isn't like the magic bound posses, no," she shook her head,  "their magic is influenced by menacing darkness. For every spell they have to sacrifice an innocent being, normally human children, babies, just killed." Kris finished in a whisper, normally she wouldn't have cared so much but now she had meet and known Kristy. She couldn't help but feel angered over the thoughts if someone harming her.