His Dark Obsession

29. My Stance

ZEDKIEL.

I step forward as Ziahra holds her hand out to Evelyn, willing to take her offer.

“Your blood will power the portal.” She explains to her. She’s serious again, the weight of what she needs to do hanging above us all.

“I love creating rivers of blood.” Evelyn replies quietly, but there’s no humour in those eyes of hers and it only darkens the atmosphere surrounding us all.

Ziahra slices through Evelyn’s palm, her eyes staying fixed on hers.

She doesn’t trust her. No one in this room does, but I do.

I just don’t think she’s given that chance…

‘You are a fool.’

“If she pulls away mid-ritual, the chance is over. I will not be able to do this again.” Ziahra says to me as she lets her blood drip across the symbols on the altar.

“I trust her.” I say firmly.

“Fine.” Ziahra shakes her head before turning to Evelyn. “Now place your hand in the middle. It will hurt a little, but you have to bear it, Evelyn. This is absolutely vital.”

Evelyn nods and places her hand as commanded.

Her breath hitches and I see her aura swirling around her.

She’s in pain, but she’s trying to hide it.

Ziahra begins chanting and we’re all on edge. As Evelyn’s breathing becomes shallower, it feels like hours although I know it’s simply minutes.

The torches on the wall are blazing brightly, the power in the room becoming darker and more powerful as Evelyn’s aura keeps growing.

I can sense the one radiating from Ziahra and I can also see Evelyn’s dark aura being sucked from her and the surrounding air, straight into the stone of the altar.

The smell of blood in the room is potent, and the temptation to have a taste overcomes me.

I push the thought away as Ziahra keeps chanting, her hands held palm upwards and I can see the glowing runes burning into the palms of her hands. Her arms are beginning to shake as she does her all to remain steady.

A layer of sweat covers her body, and her heart is beating violently.

“More power!” She groans. “We need more!”

I instantly step forward, slicing my hand with the discarded knife and slashing through my own palm and placing it on top of Evelyn’s.

I feel the faint spark of the bond and our eyes meet before pain rips right through me.

It’s as if every bone in my body is being crushed.

Is this what she’s feeling? If it is, she isn’t showing it.

Coppery blood fills my mouth as I try to focus on breathing steadily.

I gently close my hand around hers as my blood is pulled from me, covering her hand as it is sucked into the stone beneath.

This feeling is unexplainable. I can feel my power and blood being drained from me. Weakening me as we force our hands to stay fixed upon the runes.

to her. Her eyes are blurred with tears, and I wonder if they are because

as I feel as if something is being torn from my chest, and I fall forward.

You ok?” Kash asks, about to move forward, but the force that is radiating off the altar is far too strong

Evelyn is holding her own,

there!” Ziahra’s strained voice comes as she

fixed ahead,

but I hold on, feeling Evelyn’s body

die, will she?” I ask Ziahra, the doubt suddenly sending a

she gives me the tiniest shake of her

too violently,

body will be fine.” Comes Evelyn’s voice, it’s devoid

of you… I didn’t consider the body.” I reply, my voice strained as I fall to my knees, keeping my hand

Barely though.

her body slumping against me as a blinding light fills the room and a surge of power fills the room, throwing

before her body

shout as he catches her body. Both were thrown to the ground, getting to her before Gray could. He sits up, instantly cradling

light, trying to see

I make out the outline of a circular portal. The entrance is hazy, as if we are looking through a blurred

She’s done it.

in

mutters as Kash helps her sit up. Her head rests on his chest and only now do I see the

to.”

but to

it

slowly lift

She’s awake but unmoving.

her and

her Zed. The portal won’t stay

know… but before I go, I need to reassure her that it’s

“Little Lamb…”

will be easter… I’m drained…” She

tightly. My arms feel dead heavy as does her body, but I

one…”

as Gray stands beside it, ready

me?” Evelyn asks quietly. nod, “I promise to.” I vow as I slowly lift her limp body which

drag myself towards the awaiting stone casket, coming to a sudden halt a

I can’t do it.

Kash as if wanting guidance. “I can’t do this to her.

She’s killed, people.” Kash says, but I shake

killed people. Zerachiel has killed people! She’s not any different, she’s not going in there, not

looks worried as she stares at the portal that has begun

“Hurry.” She warns me.

is a mistake!’ Zerachiel thunders ‘You

reply to him. ‘Please, take care of her. Do this for

I hope he does take care of her, for us all. He needs

down at her, and this time

weakly, her body still limp in my

behaviour for me, alright?” I

nods and I give her a small smile, glancing at the

“I will… I promise.”