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It's almost been a full year since the last update of this story and I know a lot of you have forgotten about this story or don't care anymore but I've also gotten some requests for an update so.... I tried my best....? I'll try to write this story more but I think I bit off more than I can chew. We'll see! Hope you like this chapter at least!





"GODDAMNIT!!" Griselda angrily exclaimed as she grabbed the table and flipped it towards the wall, sending all of the candles and stones and crystals flying.

Ulrik sighed and laid his head in hands, Millicent flinched and recoiled from her mother, Rahul rolled his eyes. The tension in the air was thick and stale as Griselda fell to her knees and buried her fingers in her hair. Very slowly, Urvashi's head rose from between the wall and the table, looking as if she was crawling out of it as she pressed her back against the wall to push the table away from her. Urvashi then stood and calmly smoothed out the shredded black fabric that poured off her figure.

"I can't get through to her. Why can't I get through to her? I've done it once before. Do I not have enough magic?" Griselda looked to Rahul, her bloodshot eyes wide with desperation. "You have to restore your magic, Rahul!"

"No." Rahul firmly rejected.

Griselda shot up from her knelt position on the floor. "You have to! Urvashi isn't giving me enough magic because her footprint is stronger! Give me yours and I can do this!"

"I refuse to unleash my magic for something as insignificant as a nightmare, Griselda. Urvashi shouldn't even be doing this shit. The more you use our magic for these dumb ploys, the easier it is for him to find us. It's too risky for it's payoff." Rahul countered.

Griselda pointed an angry finger at Rahul, her expression even more twisted with rage as she stared him dead in the eyes. "Then, drop that stupid little mask and use the rest of the magic you haven't sealed away to figure out what's going on."

Rahul was naturally defiant against anything and everything, which was the simplest answer to why and how he was what he was. But, when it came to Griselda, he didn't have a whole lot of say in the matter. Millicent didn't know why it seemed like Rahul's attitude, that she only recently came to know, was crumbling so quickly under Griselda's demand. She was only a witch, they were demons. Didn't they have more power than her? Shouldn't she be threatened by them?

"I will go with you," Urvashi stiffly insisted.

"No need," Rahul grumbled bitterly as he rose from his chair.

"I will. I have an idea in mind that may help us. Let me see it through," Urvashi said.

Rahul sighed, submitting to his sister's request, and then his figure began to grow and transform as he stood to his full height. Millicent cowered back against the headboard of the bed she was sat on as she watched Rahul turn from a relatively normal human to a grotesque skeleton that stood too high for the ceiling of their motel room to contain any longer. Rahul's skeletal form was hunched over, his long, bone-structured arms holding him off the ground as his big leg bones folded beneath him.

Millicent understood what Griselda meant when she told Rahul to drop his mask. He needed his magic to look like a normal human, and when he dropped that mask, this skeleton was his natural demon form. It was completely the opposite of Millicent's expectations. Human was a natural form to her, so it was strange to consider it a mask. But Rahul was a demon. He probably did not have a human face any longer, so he required a mask made of his own magic.

No sound effect accompanied Rahul and Urvashi's disappearance. There was only a faint cloud, that was so thin that it almost appeared to be a light mist, when they vanished. The mist quickly cleared and left zero sign of the demon sibling's existence. Millicent stared at the open space in the room where Rahul's skeletal figure and Urvashi's dreadful figure once stood. She wondered how long they would be gone. She wondered where they went. She wondered if they were going to hurt anyone, maybe even Sophie, while they were away.

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