Chapter Seven

"NO!!"

She lifted the sword and I saw that pure red blood stains were on it. She licked it off. "Mmm. King Arthur's blood would taste much better than this."

"You sick bastard!" With all my might, I pulled myself from the ground, forgetting the heavy whistle, forgetting the headache. I stood up unsteadily, and saw Jessica grabbing her necklace and saying something in that Latin-sound-a-like language.

But I ignored her. I pushed her down, and started choking her.

Her eyes turned a deepening purple and I found myself flying off of her and thumping on the ground.

She crawled towards the sword which I knocked out of her hand, and walked towards me with it. "You were always trouble with the Dark Side." she told me.

I knew it. I was going to die right then and there. I closed my eyes, like I was waiting to be injected.

Clang.

Lightning cracks.

When I was still alive, I looked up. Jessica was staring into her hands---which were empty.

I looked around. And behind me it was...Will?

He was holding the sword now. And the darkness of it turned to luminating silver and the sword looked brand new.

I never saw him like this before. He looked mightier. Maybe even more attractive if that was possible.

I looked back to Jessica who turned pale. Really pale, like she was a ghost or something. But her eyes were that deep purple again. "King Arthur will not rise again!"

He turned the sword in his hand and said, "Wanna bet?"

My heart started beating. Like it was beating out of my chest. I cried in pain and my eyes stinged me a lot.

Then the sky turned absolutely black and the rain poured down really hard but there wasn't a cloud in sight.

I felt wind under me. Like I was being lifted up by something. My eyes were shut closed. I felt like I was being put into heaven. Was I dead already?

I felt like I was being put down, but now I was standing.

I opened my eyes.

The dream. I was wearing a dress that looked like the one I had on in the dream. My hair was longer and loose. I was wearing an armor-like jewels on my stomach and I felt like...

Like we weren't in Maryland anymore.

"No." Jessica said. "This can't be."

I don't know what's going on with me lately.

My hands felt powerful.

Suddenly I felt my hands were drawing into each other. Then when my hands were an inch apart, a red glow started to form between them.

And before I knew it there was a red-orange glowing ball with bright red lights shining around it.

What was it?

Who was I?

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