Tsithma Lockheart- A Dark Ending {One death... one book... to end it all...}

Chapter 2: Losing her slowly..

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Tsithema laid across the couch- her face in the pillow groaning. "Amethist?" Baldi asked, placing his hand on her back. "You okay?"

She looked up at him, one of her eyes darkened. "Not really.." Amethist's voice echoed in Tsithema's as she spoke as she looked up at him weakly.

Baldi stood up quickly, backing up the others stepping in front of her. "Whoa now- Tsithema!" Baldi exclaimed when she lifted her hand.

Dan walked over, placing his hand on her head. "She doesn't look so good- Amethist are feeling alright?" he asked, his green eyes on hers.

"Not really..." Tsithema muttered softly as she shut her eyes, "I'm losing my grip on her.... Ms Swan really distorted our life form.." she told him, sitting up carefully. She groaned before falling foreward, her head landing on his shoulder.

"Amie.." he whispered, hugging her tightly. Dan saddly looked down at his sister, his eyes sparkingling with tears. Tsithema looked up at him, her silver eyes fading to black slowly.

"What do you think what's wrong with her?" Sam asked, nervously sitting next to Dan.

"It's exactly what Tsithema says..... Amethist is fading.." He replied, his eyes sparkling as tears filled them.

"What!!?? No." Baldi exclaimed, covering his mouth. "What do we do, Tsithema?? How do we fix her??" he asked the demon in Dan's arms.

"You cant.." Tsithema replied, sitting up and looking away from Dan. "I can only inhabit a body before.. my soul poisons.... the host's.." she muttered, clearing her throat nervously.

"WHAT?! Why the hell did you even possess her body anyway???" Baldi exclaimed, angrily putting his hands on his hips.

"Don't look at me like that, I ether take a host or I die. And she was my only choice. I didnt have much time left before my life form... vanishes.." Tsithema explained, looking down- unless you have an idea of someone I can take over- Amethist and me... will become one.. and her light personality will be gone....... forever.."

"Wow. Dramatic." Mr Miles muttered.

"Shut it." Baldi snapped still facing Tsithema, "Is there a way I can help Amethist?" he asked her.

"There's is a way... but we're gonna need the power of....." Tsithema paused, glancing over at Dan and Agetha.

"3 witches.."