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Chapter 1: Prologue
When I gain consciousness, I feel like I'm being suffocated. There is hardly any clean air for me to breathe in. All I could breathe in is the thick black smoke created from the burning flames around me. I begin to cough violently, chocking on some of the blood that forcefully finds its way up my throat and out of my mouth.
My body feels like it's burning along with the wood that's being consumed and turned to ash by the flames. The flames haven't touched me, yet the burning feeling causes me agonizing pain. I have to get away, before I'm burned alive. I think frighteningly to myself.
If there was a choice on which way I wouldn't die, it would be burnt to the stake. I feel my wrists tied together, behind me with a thick strong rope. My arms are bounded to the wooden pole I'm against with the same thick strong rope they used on my wrists. I begin to tug a struggle against the rope, trying to make it snap.
My arms still ache from all those times my prison guards beat me to a bloody pulp. Even so despite my exhaustion, I can't give up. I have to keep fighting for my life. Each second I waist not fighting the flames that threaten to kill me draw closer.
I feel my ropes begin to break some skin on my wrists but they loosen. Just a little more struggling, the ropes will break, and then I'm free. The smoke clears up a bit and I'm able to see a crowd of people in front of a wooden stage looking up at me with many expressions. All are very different, and hold different meanings
Some are happiness from those who hated me. Some are sadness from those who knew me. Some are anger from those who loved and cared for me as a child. Some expressions were sympathetic from those who understood me as a person.
As I'm looking at the crowd I notice the one thing that could put fear and panic in my heart at this very moment. Where were my sisters? I couldn't spot my older sister Mai or my younger sister Mana anywhere! Oh please don't let them be beside me!
I wouldn't be able to bare the fact that they're being burnt to the stake alongside me. I slowly and fearfully turn my head to the left side, and I already wish I didn't. There was my adopted twenty four year old older sister Mai, tied to a wooden post just like me. I do the same action with my right side and make the same wish I did before. There tied to a post just like Mai and I was my eighteen year old adopted little sister Mana.
Tears begin to well my eyes at the sight. Even though the flames draw closer to my bare legs and arms nothing could compare to the pain and guilt I have in my heart for the situation I have put my sisters in. This is my entire fault! I was so foolish to believe in the emotion called love!
I stop struggling with the ropes and stare at the fire burning in front of me. I don't deserve to live. My sisters are going to be burned because of me. 'My sisters are going to die all because of me.'
I think bitterly to myself as the tears begin to roll down my cheeks. I look at my sister Mai again, wishing that I would have listened to what she told me before. I regret not heeding her words. She is my sister not by blood but she is still my sister and she tried to warn me but I did not listen.
I was too blind by the cursed emotion normal humans call love. The emotion that is the cause of all witches and warlocks deaths, it is why we call it the blinding curse. Three out of five witches fall for the emotion that is when the curse begins. As the emotions grows so does the curse.
If the emotion grows so strong that that the witch or one of the three witches out of a coven ends up bearing a child the curse ends with all three being burnt or hanged to their deaths. The one bearing the child…is always the one to be killed first. I didn't believe in the curse at first and I certainly didn't want to believe that people would kill the one with a child inside her womb first. My wants however were crushed with my heart the moment my eyes opened and saw the flames that were in front of them.
I hear a gasp on my left side I turn to see Mai has awakened and is watching me burn alive with wide horrified eyes. She begins to scream to the top of her lungs at the guards on each on sides of the wooden stage steps to put my fire out. She begs them to spare my life, and soon I hear my little sister Mana repeating the same actions. It brings new tears to my eyes when I see them both begin to weep for me.
I don't want them to weep for me. It's my fault that they are here about to burn with me. I did this to them, it's my fault we're in raggedy white night gowns tied to wood posts. We weren't rich but we weren't poor either, we had a pretty decent lifestyle. Just as our mother wanted us to, we grew up close and loving towards one another.
When one needed help the other two would do anything in their power to give a hand. We never were scornful towards one another, nor did we ever say we hate each other. We did have our disagreements but we always settled them. I snap when they beg the guards to take their lives instead.
"Stop, please I beg the both of you. I do not deserve your tears but the one thing I don't deserve the most is your begging's on saving my life." I sob out my voice sounding raspy because of the smoke inhaling I did. The fire begins to burn me as it draws close, just a little more and I'll be burning with the wood.
"Sister, don't say that! You have too much to live for you to say you don't deserve our tears or our begging!" Mana says in an enraged voice, I could tell her rage is not toward me but toward the people who put us in our situation. Mana is hardly ever angered; she has a very calm and happy demeanor.
When she is angered she is the second person who puts the saying 'Hell hath no fury like a women scorned' to shame. The first person is Mai or so I hear. I've never seen Mai lose control of her temper, ever. Nor have I seen Mana lose complete control of her temper.
If these two lose their temper now, not only will they be sentenced guilty and set a flame just like me but they would kill every person here. They'll lose control of their powers, when that happens, we won't be able to cast the spell we need to protect the child. They need to stay alive. They need to live for me.
"Mai, Mana, I'm asking you two to stop crying and control your tempers! Please, stop begging for my life! It's…too late…to save…me." I say in a distant voice as the fire begins to burn and turn me to ash along with the wood post.
It feels painful but not as painful as I imagined. I look at the clear blue sky and new tears form in my eyes 'I'm sorry mother and father…I couldn't keep my promise to the both of you.' My legs begin to burn first and I let out a painful scream as the tears role down my cheeks.
"Sister, no don't die!" Mana screams in a sob as endless tears drip from her chin. "Is there anything that we can do to prevent your death from happening?" Mai asks in a lost and very distant sounding voice.
I turn towards her and give her a sad smile. "No, there is nothing you or Mana could do to prevent me from dying." They both completely break down in sobs. I have to tell them the truth now.
"There is nothing you two could do to save me, but there is something you two could do to save the child that is growing inside me." I say in a hopeful voice. I hear a collection of gasps from my sisters and the crowd. Everyone who has ever knew, cared or loved me breaks down in tears, this shocks me.
"You're…with child?" Mai asks in a shocked voice. I give her a shy smile and nod, her mouth drops open, and despite my position her face expression makes me smile. "How are you with child?" Mai asks in a shrieking voice.
I give Mai a disbelieving look. The fire begins to burn my body more and I give another painful scream. "Put out the fire that woman burning is with child! You're killing an innocent child!"
I look into the crowd with disbelief. Who on earth is defending me? I see a boy around the age of twenty three, a year older than me trying to fight through the guards. He has long white hair as pure as snow, with sharp chocolate brown eyes.
"Bakura this trial has absolutely nothing to do with you. Go back into the crowd and watch the witches or should I say witch and the bastard child inside her burn. There's an obvious reason why the father didn't stick around and raise the child with the mother." The guard on the right says coldly while looking over his shoulder towards me.
It makes me flinch, and the words he just spat out made me feel like someone just stabbed me straight in my heart. Maybe, the words he said hurt me so bad was because it was the truth? As much as I hate to think this, maybe the guards are right. Maybe there is a reason why the father of my child put me to burn.
"You're right maybe there is a reason why the father abandoned that woman up there, but not because she's a witch. Maybe it's because she's with child that the father put her to burn. The father wanted to get rid of the child, because maybe the father of the child is your very own prince!" Bakura exclaims with absolute rage in his voice.
There are shocked gasps and hushed mummers from everyone in the crowd. Even the guards look completely stunned. My eyes widen at Bakura's words. How did he know?
"How do you know about that? Who are you?" I shout at Bakura in question. He finally manages to push through the guards and get on the stage in front of me.
'He's very handsome.' I think as I feel my cheeks flush a guards push the boy with white hair down. They try to restrain him but the boy named Bakura fights them off with great strength.
"Stop getting involved Bakura! You're not in a higher position than the king or the prince to stop an execution!" One of the guards says. Bakura gives him a glare.
"That is true but even so I will stop this execution from happening! She doesn't deserve this torture!" Bakura says regarding towards me. He is a kind person and he shall be rewarded for his kindness.
I silently chant a spell in Greek. 'Spirits of the flame I ask for your assistants. In order to repay this boy for his kindness towards my sisters and I, let him live a long happy life in this lifetime and the next.' Bakura's aura changes a bit, he takes notice and looks at me with a shocked expression.
Ah, now I see what's going on. This boy is a warlock. He's a kind one as well, how rare. I think to myself.
"Why did you do that, my lady?" Bakura asks in a whisper as if this is a secret for me and him. I smile shyly at him. "It's a gift, because you were kind to me."
One of the guards sneaks up behind Bakura and pushes him off the stage. The other restrains his hands behind is back with rope. "You want to defend the witches?" The guard restraining Bakura asks coldly.
"Now you could die with them! Listen up; Bakura is to be executed right after the three witches are killed." The guard shouts harshly at the crowd as he glares at them. "The punishment will go the same for anyone who will try to defend or protect them!"
The fire begins to rise on my body, and I give an agonizing scream, shutting my eyes tightly because of the pain. "Please I'm asking this of the both of you. Help me save my child." I say in a distress voice.
The fire begins to burn me more and I could feel my baby's aura feeling pain. "Please, I know it isn't born yet but I love this child! I'm its mother and I want to protect it with my life." I begin gasping as I put some of my magic to protect my baby for a little longer.
"Please it's all I'm asking of you Mai and Mana!" I say in a begging voice. "Okay little sister but only on one condition!" Mai says in a strict voice.
I knew that was coming. She's furious with me and I can tell so is Mana. "I'll do anything, just save my child!" I say in a pained voice.
"We die alongside you!" Mana says in a determined voice, I look over to her with a shocked expression. Her green eyes are burning with the water element she holds inside her. I could tell that Mai's eyes are burning with the wind element; I could sense it raging in her aura.
I could see I have no choice but to agree to their terms if I want to save my child. I would do anything to save my child! I nod my head at Mai to give my answer. All three of us begin to chant the spell in Greek.
As we finish the spell we see three cloaked figures running towards the crowd. There long brown hooded cloaks hide their faces well. The fire rises higher on my body and I feel myself beginning to die. I can no longer scream in pain for I do not have the voice for it.
"Get out of the way! Let us through!" The cloaked figure in the middle yells. I look at the middle figure through hazy vision.
'His voice it sounds familiar. It's a bit too familiar to my heart, but why?' The thought makes me frown and makes tears of sadness fill my eyes. The fire begins to go up my waist but I know my baby is safe.
The thought brings peace to my heart. The one thing in the world that I love as much as my sisters is safe. Suddenly the idea of dying doesn't seem so bad. I have something to look forward to and that something is my baby.
The three cloaked figures are fighting off another group of guards. It's as if they're trying to get to my sisters and I. The question is, why? Who are those three?
They defeat the group of guards with ease and continue running towards us. "Damn it set the other two witches afire! Burn them to the ground!" The guard restraining Bakura shouts at the guard on the stage.
"No!" The two cloaked figures on each side of the middle one shouts. 'Their voices sound familiar as well.' Suddenly I can hear my sisters' screams of agony. It causes me to be yanked out of my peaceful wondering state.
They're being burnt alongside me now. Their screams of pain echo throughout the land. I can feel their pain. It angers me.
It causes hatred to build up inside my heart. Hatred the strongest emotion besides love a witch could feel. The emotion I swore I never would feel, but my heart as been shattered, and my sisters are being killed so, my promise to never feel hatred has been broken. I feel hatred and it's all because of him.
"I want to do the curse. Mai and Mana, I want to do the curse." I say in a dark tone, I can barely recognize my own voice. Even though I'm not looking at them I could tell their looking at me shocked.
I was the one who was against the curse when they suggested it. I wanted to forgive and let go of the sadness that he caused. However I now see, he has taken too much happiness away from me. He has taken my child and sisters away from me.
For that, I will never forgive him. "Let's do the spell then." Mai says in a toneless voice. It doesn't shock me.
"You both do realize that this will be our last spell in this lifetime, right? Mana says in a toneless voice as well. "We're well aware of that Mana." I say in an emotionless voice.
"Are you sure about this, sister?" Mana asks me a bit concern in her voice. She has never seen me at my breaking point. "I am sure, Mana, I have never been surer in my life."
I say through gritted teeth. "Alright, it's settled than. Are you both ready?" Mai asks us. Mana and I both nod our heads.
"Spirits of the wind, water and fire, hear our plea! We lay a curse upon three, who have deceived us." We all chant as one. We let Mana go first because she's the one with the least amount of hatred.
"I lay a curse with the waters upon Mahado, the priest who defied his vows to me!" Mana chants loudly. "We lay a curse upon the man who put the witch of the waters, Mana to burn!" We all finish Mana's part of the spell in perfect sync.
It's Mai's turn now; she has the second strongest hatred in the group. "I lay a curse with the winds upon Jonouchi, the man who betrayed my trust!" Mai chants loudly. "We lay a curse on the man who put the witch of the winds, Mai to burn!"
We finish Mai's part in perfect sync as well. The three cloaked figures that were running towards us come to a complete halt. The two on the sides of the middle one are now on one knee groaning in agony. This confuses me; they couldn't be in pain from the spell unless they were the one we are laying the curse on.
It's my turn to say my part of the spell; I'm the witch with the strongest hatred out of us three. "I lay a curse with the flames of fire on Atem, the man who defied his vows, betrayed my trust, broke my heart, and took the one thing I cared about as much as my sisters!" The flames around my sisters and I rise at the sound of my voice, I feel my aura grow stronger. "We lay a curse upon Atem the prince of Egypt, who put the witch of fire Anzu, to burn."
My sisters and I break free of our ropes and wood post. We run towards each other and join hands in a circle, I'm facing everyone in the crowd but I pay them no mind, I have to finish the final part of the spell with my sisters. We all focus our auras in the center of our circle.
"We put these men to burn, we put these men to suffer, let them feel all of our sadness and all of our sufferings! Let them feel our broken hearts and the depths of our hatred for them!" We all chant together in sync. I now hear all three cloaked figures groaning in agonizing pain, and I know its Mahado, Jonouchi and Atem.
"Anzu, please stop!" I hear Atem beg. 'You three deserve all the pain that you are feeling and two thousand years more of it! You could all burn and rot in the depths of hell!'
"They shall not die, no death would be a reward, they will live until we say they could die. We shall hold their lives in the palms of our hands. They shall suffer for as long as we want under the name of the witches of the elements!" We finally finish the curse.
We now hold each other's hands preparing for the end result of the curse. Our bodies all go aflame leaving not a trace of us only ash. Our souls have not past on; they are just asleep until we are reborn again. So now all we have to do is keep waiting until we all live again. Until then we sleep.
Chapter end!
Now you guys know it was Anzu's point of view, don't worry the rest of the story will be third person point of view. I just couldn't bring myself to write this in third person, it didn't seem to write itself like it did in first person.
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