The Amendment

Chapter Twelve

"What more could you want? You have Dagon in a deathly position, your brother is going back home and-" I cut Dixon off and growl, "Do you want me to turn you into a snake?"

He snaps his mouth shut and then says, "Sorry, Dagon. She's as stubborn as you."

"I know." Dagon growls before he twists his head and looks me in the eye, "You said you'd turn me back."

"I did, but you've lied to me, so I get to lie to you." I smirk at him, "I only have one more request."

"And what is that?" Dixon asks as he steps closer, still towering over me.

"Find Carlley Watts, and I will put you back to a Slytherin." I say, "Those are my terms."

"We can't just find someone! It will take-" I cut Dixon off once again, "You found me. It must've taken you awhile, but you did it. You can find her."

"She's right. Send Huntly out to find her." Dagon orders before Dixon nods his head, and then wanders away, leaving me with Dagon.

"So, what is it like, to be a human?" I ask Dagon, his eyes like blow torches. I can picture smoke coming out of his ears and little horns poking up on his head as he growls, "I will not answer that question. Now, since I have sent someone out, you will turn me back."

"You're not making orders here, buddy. When Carlley is back, then I will-"

"Amethyst!"

I whip my head around to see Carlley standing in the entrance, her black hair messy and her green eyes wide. I feel my mouth sag open, and Carlley rushes over, standing at my side. Her belly is slightly bigger, and I wonder how much she's been eating.

"Where have you been?" I ask, trying to keep my face impassive. I want to strangle her as much as I want to do to Dagon, as I remember her forcing Madison to stay in Mexico.

"Jericho captured me and he kept me alive because he-"

"Jericho! You idiot!" Dagon roars, breaking from my grasp and then turning around to punch me straight in the chest, sending me into the wall, and as my head hits the cave, stars fill my vision, and I black out.

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I slowly open my eyes to Dagon's room, the torches on the walls sending out bright orange flames. I reach up to my head, but my hand stops, and I look down to see my arms in chains, each stretched out by my sides. I look to the left and right to see the chains attached to the walls, and I know I won't be moving anywhere.

I feel a cuff around my neck, and I figure that out as I move my head forwards. I can only move a couple inches for a grand total.

I sigh, and then frown as I feel the cuff is so tight around my neck I can barley swallow. I know by this that I won't be able to talk easily because it's so tight, and I know I am harmless.

I gaze down at my feet which have been stripped of my shoes and socks, and around my ankles are chains that are locked into the floor.

"You are now powerless, Amethyst. Turn me back to a Slytherin or I will slowly tighten the chains until your arms pop from their sockets." Dagon growls as he steps out from behind me, looking less than impressed. His arms are crossed over his chest, his biceps tight. His glare is harsh, which is now expected.

"If I turn you back, will I be released out of these chains?" I ask as Dagon sits on the edge of his huge bed, looking me directly in the eyes.

"Yes, every single one." Dagon nods his head, and I say as the cuff around my neck tightens from my actions, "I don't think so. You lie more often than Dixon, and I do not believe you will release the one around my neck."