10- Poisoned Minds

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10- Poisoned Minds

The creatures prowled through the blood fuelled portal, their eyes hollow and full of emptiness. I have never seen any seen anything like it before. It was a lion but not your average lion you see in a cage at a zoo lion, no this lion had a mane of snakes. A normal immediate reaction is move, get out of the way. But no, I just stood there unable to move no matter how much I tried, I felt as if my feet were nailed to the ground. Fear had kicked in hard. Fear. Could they smell fear?

"Close the portal!" Vincent yelled at Joseph, whilst trying to fight off one of the lions.

"I can't something is blocking me from doing anything!" Joseph shouted back.

One of the lions turned in my direction sauntering towards me; I could feel myself backing towards the wall. The creature bared its razor sharp shark like teeth at me, its drool fizzing through the rug as it hit the ground.

Poison.

"For God's sake Andromeda use the dagger!" Vincent clamoured.

I pulled the dagger out from its sheath as the creature jumped over me plunging the blade into the heart of the lion. It let out a faint cry as I yanked out the dagger. The casing that held the prophecies gave in and collapsed, the small spherical balls of glass smashed releasing shrieking voices in the form of a white mist.

"What the hell is that?!" I panted.

"A Liontari daimonas or a lion demon." Joseph said whilst slicing off the paw of the Liontari.

Yet Madame Calista sat in the centre of the room untouched by the Liontari, it was like she was invisible to them. She sat there calm and complacent; legs crossed chanting slowly under her breath. It began to get louder and louder, I could almost hear a faint drumming in the background. It was like the prophecy all over again.

I placed my hands over my ears blocking out the noise and yelled "It's Madame Calista, she's the one who's stopping you from closing the portal!"

"I don't even think that is Madame Calista." Vincent said his voice full of uncertainty.

Oh boy, he was right she wasn't even human. She was one of them. Her clothes fizzed away revealing her lion body, her hair transformed into the mane of deadly snakes hissing fiercely. She made her way over to me slowly, as if she is the predator and I am the prey.

There was nowhere for me to go, nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. I am pretty sure she just smiled at me revealing the shark like teeth. Yet again out of fear I dropped the dagger. The same thought ran through my mind over and over again.

I am going to die.

She raised her front paw up scratching my leg. I let out a gut wrenching scream falling to the broken glass covered ground. I groaned in pain as each tiny shard of glass dug deeper into my skin. I didn't even want to look, but I did anyway blood oozed through my torn denim jeans. It smelt of salt and rust making me feel sick to the stomach, the beast came over to me again and licked my leg where the huge gash was. Oh god I actually think I am going to hurl, and then it came back to me the spit was poisonous.

I am definitely going to die.

"Joseph! Vincent! Don't let it scratch you, don't let it lick you, its poison." The last part of the sentence came out as a whimper. I could feel myself letting go and then the darkness took over.

Flames covered every inch of the apartment burning with a fiery rage destroying everything in its path. Blood dripped down my forehead down the side of my ashen face. Smoke filled my lungs choking me from the inside. I have returned, returned to my worst nightmare. To a memory that still wishes to haunt me.

I could hear the screams coming from the other side of the apartment, the screams of my father burning alive experiencing the most excruciating pain possible and yet I lay here paralysed from head to toe unable to do anything. The faceless figure returned emerging from the shadows walking towards me as I pathetically try to escape. Just like the last time he dragged me away and then it began again and again like Groundhog Day.

The woman's voice returned. "It's okay darling you will be fine don't let the poison get to you, fight it don't let it take over your mind you are stronger than that. Fight it! Fight on for your mother!"

"Vincent! Vincent I think we have a problem." I said guarding Andromeda's limp, lifeless body from the mangled beast. It just won't give up, it just won't die.

"You don't say, Joseph!" Vincent said his voice thick with sarcasm.

"Not that problem, this problem! Andromeda has passed out!" I said whilst plunging my sword into the liontari's leg.

"We need to get her out of here, but by the Gods there are way too many of them!"

"Now you don't say!" I chuckled and that was the fatal move which could possibly cost me my life. The demon's claws scratched my arm, piercing my skin. I moaned in pain dropping my sword to the ground with a clang.

The creature came closer and closer to me, I fell back landing against Andromeda's side I tried with my good arm to reach out for my sword, but it was too late the creature was blocking the way.

It prowled over bending down to lick my arm. I screamed out in agony the spit was poison burning through my skin entering my blood stream. I could feel myself becoming light headed. I was going to pass out just like Andromeda and the same was going to happen to Vincent. The demons never wanted to kill us; they just wanted to torment us. They were sent here on a whole different mission, they were sent to capture us. My eyes drooped taking me into the deep, dark abyss of poisoned dreams.

I lay on the ground covered in broken arms of the decaying trees, guarding the clearing, like soldiers would do for their king. I got up off the ground searching for any sign of humanity, anybody I didn't care who I just needed to see a human being. I walked slowly careful to not make a sound as darkness surrounded the forest. It was unbeknown to me the amount of creatures lurking in the shadows.

Crunch! I whipped my head round to be met with sight of a girl; she had moss green eyes which glistened in the moonlight. Coffee curls spilled from her head and fell about three or four inches down her shoulders. Purple glasses rested on her nose, pink from the chill of the night. She wasn't just any girl.

She was Andromeda.

She raised her hand into the air, as did I our hands touched. Palm to palm, fingertip to fingertip, wrist to wrist. A hot, electric current passed through my veins boiling my blood. The current sent the two of us flying backwards. My back hitting the cold, hard trunk of the aging tree. A high frequency ringing noise filled my ears causing my head to pound furiously; this was definitely going to hurt in the morning.

I slayed the last of the Liontari in the desecrated room which once used to hold the prophecies of my people, but now each and everyone one of them were nothing more than worthless shards of broken glass. Except one that sat there in the middle of the room untouched, unaffected by the destructive event that just took place. It was Andie's I'm sure of it.

I hurried over to the other side of the room where Joseph and Andromeda lay motionless, I checked for a pulse but there was one barely there. The outside of their lips were rimmed in a pale blue. I began to shake with fear and anger at whoever caused this whoever tried to hurt my friends.

"Now Vincent step aside, we will deal with this it is a job for men not a boy."

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