Black Magic Women

16

In the meantime, Zelda had felt more than just overwhelmed by what she had done. She hadn't intended to lash out and lose control the way she had but when it came to Mary, she seemed to lose all of her self-control.

The woman was dangerous, that she had always known, but she didn't care, for the first time in her life. The anger and hurt in Mary's eyes still haunted her and the threat thrown her way didn't make her fear the woman in the slightest, it made her long for her forgiveness and love.

She had hoped that for once she was allowed to be happy but given the circumstances, she didn't think happiness was meant for her. She had managed to ruin the only thing that had put a genuine smile on her face yet again.

She didn't know how to cope with her emotions, something she had never known, and so she went deeper into the woods instead of home. She needed to scream out the frustration and sorrow when nobody was watching and she was in the safety of her own company.

She would have never let anyone see her cry let alone admit to the weakness of feeling something other than nothingness.

She broke down crying as soon as she was feeling safe and let all of her problems seep out and into the quiet night. She was lost in her own thoughts and struggled with her familiar demons, spiraling down a way filled with self-hatred and hurt.

She didn't see Mary stand behind a tree, too occupied with grieving something she never really possessed.

Mary had sensed the crushed presence in her near and had thought it would be an easy kill but Satan knew Zelda didn't deserve the mercy death would bring. She deserved far worse. She deserved to suffer. Suffer for what she had done.

But something deep within her knew that this wasn't how she truly felt. It was her impulsiveness and anger that was eating away at her better side. It was the anger about her own flaws and weakness that made her think that way. She felt her eyes get watery and took a step towards the ginger witch.

"How pathetic," she heard the Dark Lord's voice emerge from behind her and stood frozen, fear breaking loose in her body. She knew better than to turn around and so she just stood there, not daring to move a single muscle.

"Crying about her wasted opportunity to kill you," he said and she felt his reeking breath brush against her cheek. She longer for Zelda's embrace, feeling small and uncomfortable in his presence. She knew what he was telling was made up, that this was his way of manipulating people. She out of everybody knew that all too well.

"And you still want her around. How weak you have become," he said and she hissed at his comment about her weakness. She wouldn't let herself be forced into helplessness twice an evening.

"I did not become weak!" She bit back and balled her hands into hard fists.

"Do you really think she'd look at you the same way if she knew who you truly are? Do you think she'd have hesitated to kill you when she had known how many men you have killed?" he said and she felt her heart break even more.

She knew he was right. All this time Zelda had fallen for the woman she displayed to be but could she ever love the real her? Probably not. She was cold, merciless and not loveable and she had always been.

"Can't you hear her thoughts? How she's crying over her failure?" he said and Madam Satan tried her best to not let him get inside of her head as she felt a strong presence push against her mind.

It took all of her energy to shield her thoughts from him and she felt truly drained. She gasped as her willpower gave away and the Dark Lord entered her mind with a force that made her knees tremble.

You just have to listen and you'll hear, he projected into her mind and Madam Satan tried her best to fight him but shielding herself had taken up all of her energy and so she found herself obeying his orders.

Deep down she knew that what she was hearing wasn't true but the Dark Lord had always been the only person to make her shudder in fear and manipulate her into his little poppet so when she heard Zelda cry about her wasted opportunity, Madam Satan felt her insides turn and despise the woman even more.

See I've told you, she heard in her head and growled in annoyance. With a strong push she managed to kick him out of her mind, leaving a huge headache behind.

"Show me you have not become weak. Kill her right now for laying hands on you, for making you weak... for making you her whore," he growled and knew he had managed to manipulate her enough to at least obey his orders. He couldn't have his most powerful child lose its way, now could he?

"No. She doesn't deserve death... She deserves far worse than that. I'll make her suffer, I'll make her feel safe and then rip away everything she cares for. She will pay but now isn't the right time," Madam Satan said in a dangerous voice that accompanied her eyes, which had turned black. She wouldn't let Zelda get away with this.

"Good," the Dark Lord said before he vanished again.

Mary looked at Zelda one more time, feeling no more sympathy. She wanted revenge and she would get her sweet revenge. She disappeared into the night, planning her next step.

Zelda had slowly calmed down and seated on the cold, wet floor, she felt nothing but hate towards herself. She had been oblivious to the conversation right next to her and how close she had escaped death.

With heavy shoulders she made her way back home, knowing nothing would fill the empty void today's events had burnt into her soul.

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I'm feeling good today so here you have another chapter! We're coming closer to the big showdown! Hope you don't hate me too much yet... There is a lot more drama waiting for you <3