As we ascended into the natural sunlight, my skin started to return to the color it's supposed to and blinding my brown eyes in the process. My power completely drained leaving me weak and vulnerable, dizzy and As we headed toward the school with Markus in the air beside Mary, I heard an outrageous shrill echoing in the air and a hoard of students started coming through the gates of the school, children of Lucifer leading the way all in a rush, panic shown in their body language as they all kneel before their fallen brother.
"We must perform a ritual for our brother," they said solemnly.
"Hold on, young children" the headmaster says calmly, "he is still present and not lost for his spirit stands by Mary so therefore there is a chance for him to return to his body."
"How can he accomplish such a task?" Mary questioned speaking quickly without fear as well as pride.
"The plan actually involves you sweet Mary," she said, "you as a spirit can go with him and find ingredients to create a potion to reunite him with his body, however there is no knowledge of whether Loki can become a part of him again." She said calmly not trying to terrify her. Mary looked over at me with excitement in her eyes and then she looked over to an empty space and would assume that to be Markus.
"Is it a good idea Markus" she questioned nervously.
"It is your decision to make Mary," he said solemnly
"I've made my decision," she spoke in a whisper, "I choose to save Markus as much as I can possibly do."
"Then you'll be on a long and treacherous path." The headmistress said depressingly. A glimmer of hope is hidden inside her blue iris'. "Then I must bid you farewell sweet Mary and I will give you the ingredients to you now," she pressed her hand against Mary's forehead which glowed silver and then faded.
"Am I ready to proceed?" Mary asked bravely.
"Go on and we will see you hopefully again soon." Mary said looking at Mary with pride. Mary looked up at the rolling hills toward the horizon with the roaring rivers; defiance highlighted in her eyes, her posture up straighter. She looked at Caroline and Thomas a grin stretched across her face and started to descend down the hill into the sunlight.
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Possession of the Devil's Child
FantasyStory is about the importance of family and the perseverance of goals.
