Castle of Demons

The Clock is Broken

 Bløød sat in his throne and thought to himself. He couldn't help but feel like something was wrong. Something he couldn't see. Something devastating for the Castle. He looked at his feet until the curiosity finally consumed his entire being. He appeared in front of Luci's room, remembering hearing her sobbing earlier and he wanted to check on her. He knocked on her door, not waiting for the 'come in!' call, he opened it slowly and his hand dropped from the doorknob. "Shit," he muttered.

Luci was hanging from the ceiling by the neck like a convincing Halloween prop. He kicked the knocked over chair to the side and touched her skin. It was still kind of warm. "Depressed." He said, not to anyone but himself. "Be careful about your actions around Luci, she's depressed." He finished his sentence that Tovuu didn't listen to.

He called Flapjack, whos sorrow was clear even through the phone, and explained to him what happened with a more sorrowful tone than he's ever produced.

Flapjack teleported to Luci. He looked at her, holding her hand and he cried. Bløød was sort of surprised because Flapjack has never cried in front of him. Ego reasons.

"Get Spike and Seth."

Bløød teleported both of them here, as well as Tovuu. Seth and Spike were confused at first but Tovuu looked devastated from the start.

Tovuu, though, walked out, refusing to look at his deceased wife.

Tovuu speed-walked intently down a hallway of the castle he hadn't been down in years. He mentally measured 3 meters to the right from the corner and pressed the section of wall. It opened immediately, revealing a high tech machine in a small closet-like area. Multicolored wires were all over the walls and a gray seat was in the center. A LED display showed the date. Tovuu tapped the large control panel on the wall as he sat down. The display read: DESTINATION: (insert date here). He pressed a large red button and shut his eyes tight as the room started to spin. Just like that, Tovuu and the hidden closet were gone.

There he was. In that split second he was back in the past, he thought to himself stepping out of the room as the door behind him vanished.

"Man, I need to just use my magic next time, that room smelled like someone took a-"

"Tovuu!" Luci called, running up to him in the long hall. "Good news! I'm due in three days." She looked around. "The twins are going to be boys! I was thinking London and Paris."

Tovuu looked at her with an overjoyed expression. "Those are lovely names," he replied, kissing her on the cheek. He'd never been happier to see his wife in his entire life.

Luci bounced on her feet and spoke excitedly; "I'm gonna tell Bløød!" before he could say anything, she was gone.

He projected a blue screened hologram, which displayed the girl from before. He wasn't in the best mood to be patient. "We have to kill the babies."

"Tovuu, I don't think that's the best idea for your wife. I don't want to kill your child of all things unless it's completely necessary-"

"Aria, if they don't die, Lucifer will."

She was very obviously uncomfortable. She didn't know what happened to make him make these decisions, but she usually didn't know anyways. "Tovuu-" she started, then sighed, wondering if one little task was worth her life. "I'll work on it right away."

"Good." He closed the hologram immediately, sensing Bløød's presence. "Eavesdropping isn't nice."

"I already know of your time travel, T. You can't run away from the fate that's chasing you." The king faded in, jumping off the ceiling. "Time isn't your plaything, and it's not changeable. You and I are well aware."