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Summary: Bobby has died, killed by Venger's Orcs. Sheila has abandoned the others and Dungeon Master's manipulations. After searching the Realm for one full year she has finally found her friend Kareena. Kareena gave her something called the Jewel of The Minds Eye. With it Sheila can kill Venger. Sheila has gained entrance to Venger's castle. What now?

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Vengeance

By

D. B. Cooper

Chapter Seven

Death

A life for a life

Deuteronomy Chapter 19 Verse 21

Sheila abruptly awoke in pain, unsure of where she was. It took a second for realization to hit, and when it did, she looked up.

Venger!

Venger towered over her. There was a look of utter hatred on his face. He was malevolence incarnate. His voice was angry and whispered through his fangs.

"You have failed, Thief. You were a fool to think to destroy me in my own castle! A fool to go up against me. You were doomed from the start, as was your brother, as were you all! You blame me for the little Barbarian's death when the fault rightfully lies with Dungeon Master. I am not going to kill you. That would be too easy. You are mine now. Killing you would only be a waste. Instead, I will corrupt you and turn you evil. You will serve me from now on. Your Cloak belongs to me. I will send you against my enemies. With you at my side, the entire Realm will fall into my hands, all because of your brother's death. The Barbarian was an idiot and an even bigger fool to go into combat in the first place. His death was his own fault, as well as Dungeon Master's."

As he spoke, he envisioned the lustful pleasures they would share as he corrupted her. Sheila the Thief, now Sheila the Concubine, the most fragile of Dungeon Master's pupils. Their sexual bond would be merely a beginning. Everything possible, he would do to her. That would be just the start. It would take much time, energy, and effort on his part. But In the end . . . In the end he would own her for all time. No matter how much she struggled against him, her transformation would be complete. It would involve wizardry and magi craft that only he was capable of. Once it was done, Sheila would never be turned against him. Her heart, mind, and soul he would darken, bringing her to him completely. She would become as evil as he was. She would be his! He smirked as he thought of it.

"I've come to kill you. You killed my brother and now it's your turn." Tears ran down Sheila's face as she spoke. Blood poured from the shoulder ruined by the Orc's blade. The wound throbbed painfully, and her head ached. But these were like sensations separated from her. All she knew in this moment was her purpose.

With her injured right hand, Sheila drew the Jewel of the Mind's Eye from the pouch around her neck. Every muscle in her body tensed and Sheila held her breath. Every moment for the past year of her life led up to this. She would kill Venger, now! But at the last second, the Jewel slipped from her numb, blood-soaked hand and fell to the floor.

Damn! No, it couldn't end like this! She grabbed for it, but if flew from her hand. Sheila missed it within less than a fraction of her bloody fingertips. The Jewel of The Mind's Eye flew toward Venger.

Venger's eyes flew wide in surprise. By all the gods that ever were or ever weren't! The Jewel of the Mind's Eye! It was one of the most powerful objects in the Realm! How had she acquired it?

This was an unexpected bonus. With it, he could only add to his already considerable power. Between it and Sheila to serve him, even He Who Could Not Be Named would kneel before him and call him Master.

Venger extended his hand and grabbed the Jewel. He stared into its depths. Colors and lights swam through it in response to its being held by a powerful wizard. It vibrated strongly in his hand. Power seemed to hum from it. Visions of the future swam through him. The death of his accursed father Dungeon Master, and his subsequent mastery of the Realm of Dungeons & Dragons. He would take the old man's place! Once that was done, he saw himself spreading to other worlds. He saw his reach extend to that of Earth, the home world of the Thief and her friends. He saw his power and influence growing and spreading to dominate other worlds.

I will reign a god supreme over all creation!

Sheila saw that the Jewel of The Minds Eye enchanted Venger. The time to act was now! In one smooth motion, she drew the knife from her boot and threw it as hard as she could. Her shoulder flamed in renewed pain, but her aim was true. The knife caught Venger in the wrist and lodged there. He dropped the Jewel and screamed in pain. With the last of her strength, Sheila leaped to her feet and grabbed the Jewel in midair as it fell. It burned her hand, but she defied the reflex to drop it.

Venger stared at her, open mouthed. She would not dare take The Jewel of The Minds Eye! It was his now. He would kill her if he had to. Even Sheila's death and his forfeiture of his owning her was immaterial to his possessing it. He gathered energy into his hands to slay her.

"For Bobby the Barbarian. You killed him. It was you and your filthy damned Orcs! For my brother who I loved more dearly than myself or anything or anyone! For Bobby!" Sheila screamed at the top of her lungs as she brought the Jewel down as hard as she could onto the stone floor.

Only too late, Venger realized what day it was, The Day of Sorrow! The only day that destroying the Jewel would kill him was today!

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Venger shrieked as he threw his arm across his face in a futile attempt to protect himself.

The world exploded. Sheila felt as if she were watching in slow-motion as it did. Power flew around her, knocking her back into the wall and breaking several of her ribs. Windows blew out of Venger's castle in a spectacular shower of glass. Walls quaked as the entire castle was knocked off its foundation.

The storm of energy rocked the castle as it cascaded into Venger. She could see it destroying him piece by piece. First his wings were sheered off, then he began to bleed. Slowly at first, then faster as entire chunks of his flesh were ripped off in the growing crescendo. Anguish gripped his face. Soon Sheila could see bone through his flesh. Finally only his skeleton remained standing before her. Then it, too, broke up into bits and was sucked into the maelstrom of white energy that surrounded them both!

Afterwards, Sheila lay pinned underneath the wall in immense pain. Not just from her shoulder, or where the Jewel of The Mind's Eye had burned her, but from her broken legs as well. Something heavy had landed on her chest, breaking even more ribs. It hurt even worse than the shoulder had before. Blood flowed from her mouth and nose. She tried to move, but couldn't. Sheila struggled to breathe, but all that issued from her mouth were bubbles of spit and blood.

She had to get from under the rubble. She had to! Suddenly, she felt that she could. Sheila felt herself simply rise and walked out of it. All at once, there was no pain anymore. She stood there for a moment, looking at the bright scorch of power and charred remains that had been Venger.

Sheila did not feel sorry for what she had done. It had all been for Bobby! I did this for Bobby! And she had done it for all the times Venger had stopped them from leaving the Realm. If he had simply let them go, this never would have happened. She had taken revenge, not just for her brother's death, but for all those Venger had harmed!

Sheila turned back and saw her own body lying there. She had been so hurt and so angry. Blood was all over her. The last look on her face was one of pain. She saw the scar there. What had she become in the end? She didn't have any answers anymore.

There was a bright light at the end of the corridor. She thought that if she could get to that light, everything would be all right. Perhaps she would even see Bobby again there. Maybe her one-time friends would be there, as well. She started to walk toward it . . . .

Epilogue

That was the story of Sheila the Thief and how she became Sheila the Avenger. Did she go down the dark path? Not fully, but she came very, very close. To this day, the bards sing tales of Sheila the Thief and how she killed the evil wizard, Venger.

After Sheila died, she arose, and her spirit went to the Hall of the Slain, the Realm's version of Valhalla. There she was reunited with her brother. Since then, and every day after, Bobby the Barbarian and Sheila the Thief have fought side by side. When the creatures of Hel, or the Orcs, slay one of them, it is a small thing, for they rise again at dusk. Together they drink mead and eat roasted boar. They are there with many other great and noble warriors, even some of the gods themselves.

With time, Bobby became the great and noble warrior he would have become had he lived. Today, he and Sheila guard the great gate Valgrind. It is considered the highest honor any being could ever have.

Finis