Fire and Poison~A Descendants Fanfic(DISCONTINUED)

The Truth/Punished/I'm Sorry

Hecate's P.O.V.

I laid on my bed, staring at the top of it, and swallowed hard. I was terrified, knowing by that time, Evie had told Mal and the others, and they'd be coming for me. They would banish me to Tartarus, and I'd never see the Isle or..Or Evie, ever again. I knew I had two options; I could either fight back, and take them down, and their souls with them, or accept my fate, and suffer year round. As I contemplated both options, my door slammed open, and the VKs stormed into my room. I quickly rolled off my bed, and backed up against the wall, watching them nervously, noting the smirk on Jay's face, and the smile on Mal's. Jay asked, "Awe, what's wrong, Hecate? Scared of us?" I glared at him, and took a deep breath, putting up the wall of stone that I'd taught myself to have, and smirked. "Of you? No way..Keep dreaming, Jay..I know you do dream about me. In several different ways." A blush creeped up his cheeks, and I blinked, surprised. Apparently, I'd been right, and was a bit disgusted and honored at the same time. Evie's face lit up as red as an apple, and she glared at Jay. If I didn't know better, I would have thought she looked..Jealous.

Evie turned her eyes back to me, and said, "You can drop the act, Hecate. I know you're pretending not to be scared, but you don't have to." I dropped the wall for an instant, and whispered, "Just get it over with already..Banish me. It's better than the other options if I fail.." Mal's smile faltered, and she asked, "What're you talking about? We're not here to banish you, Hecate. We're here to find out the truth.." Carlos nodded, his white locks bouncing around his face, and I felt the color drain from my face. I slowly shook my head, and whispered in a shaking voice, "No..I can't.." Evie begged me, "Please, Hecate. Just tell us the truth.." I narrowed my eyes, and muttered,"You're asking me to condemn myself to agonizing pain..Just so you know the truth.." At that point, I began pacing, and whispered to myself,"Is it worth it? Is it worth getting punished? Me to save a bunch of people? I don't know if I can do it..I'm not good."

Evie glanced at the others, then stepped forward, and gently grabbed my wrist, causing me to stop dead in my tracks. "Hecate.." I knew I couldn't hide it anymore, not cornered like I was, and the way she said my name, in that moment, made me want to tell the truth. "Hades sent me here.. He wants all the souls of Auradon, to help set us free from the curse placed on us. He wants his throne back.. And I just want to be free from that place; You have no idea what Tartarus is like.." Mal's face went from pale to white as snow at the mention of our father, and she muttered,"I knew he was pretending to be good." I could feel the white hot pain dancing across my skin, and knew Dad knew.. I had betrayed him, and was being punished. For the first few minutes, as the VKs talked to each other about what to do, I was able to stay quiet, but eventually, the pain was unbearable, and I started feeling dizzy, my legs giving out, as I weakly whimpered with agony. I heard shouting voices, but couldn't answer, the pain burning and stinging, like a red hot poker. I shrieked, the pain growing worse, as my shirt was suddenly lifted up from the back, and I heard shocked gasps, as my layers and layers of scars and bruises were revealed to my old friends, and to the one who I had wanted to hide from the most.

The boys raced out of the room, and the door slammed shut behind them, and before I knew it, I was face down on my bed, and my shirt was tugged off as carefully as it could be, and I was barely conscious. I heard Evie whisper brokenly,"So this is what she meant.. We left her alone with this, M. Look at what your Dad did to her. All these bruises came from somewhere, and these scars.. They're all burn scars. And the fresh ones- She told us she'd suffer if we asked for the truth, but we pushed her.." She was rambling on and on, but her cool fingers lightly tracing the painful marks on my skin felt nice, so it wasn't too bad. Mal sighed, and replied,"I know.. I never knew what was happening, either. She might be evil, but she's my sister, and she risked this to tell us the truth.. Maybe she's not so bad. I have to go talk to Ben, and explain.." She left, leaving me alone with Evie, and I managed to whisper,"I'm sorry.."

  Evie laid down beside me so I could see her, as I weakly opened my eyes. She sighed, and told me,"Shh.. Don't apologize. What's done is done, and we'll fix it.. Okay? Just stay still- You're hurt." I could swear I saw tears in her eyes, but it was probably a hallucination from the pain. "I'm fine.. It doesn't matter anyway.." I closed my eyes, drifting off a bit, and felt her hand slide through my hair. She told me,"It matters to me.." I didn't understand what I was hearing. Why would she, or any of them, care about me? They left me, abandoned me, and hated me, so why? As I slipped in and out of consciousness, I could swear I heard Evie crying, her fingers constantly tracing my scars gently, and figured I was dreaming. That was the only thing I could believe; A dream.. She was my dream, after all. And the thing about dreams? Most of the time, you can't actually have them, and it leaves you shattered, just as I had been shattered before. Yet, a tiny little spark of hope was igniting in my heart, and I was far too exhausted to squash it, and so, my heart yet again yearned strongly for the radiant blue goddess who couldn't be mine, and who had been stolen away by the son of the seventh dwarf..