Wishmaster – The Devil's Daughter

Chapter 7

Kathryn woke up once more, her vision was blurred from sleep, she half saw a darker shadow at the end of her bed.
"Its about time you woke up girl, Now get up" She rubbed her eyes and gazed up at him
"But its early, the sun is just up, why?" He glared darkly and pulled the blanket away, her limbs automatically curled up around her.
"Get up, we have work to do girl"She nodded slightly and slid up to get her clothes. The djinn had already disappeared in the movement.

The shadows curled around the old stone cottage, aiding their summoner with energy brought from other humans nearby. Colin watched then, fascinated by the little sparks chasing around the shadows.

"Mother?" She turned over slightly, opening her eyes to look at her son

"Yes dear child are you unharmed?" He nodded, sitting cross-legged, ignoring the nightmares he had consistently had since his meeting with that thing in his mind three days ago. The images of his sister so wraith-like and unconscious had terrified him, he had vowed that same night to find his sister and do whatever it took to save her.

The djinn in his human form paced slowly around the living room, waiting impatiently for any humans to appear at this door, surely the sign he had placed would lure a few in. He heard footsteps and turned, seeing his waker standing in pale glory, she looked confused.
"What's going on, why are there people coming to our door?" He grinned his maniacal smile and practically flew to the door. She followed in quiet confusion to his sudden look of joy.
When the door was opened, seven or eight people were walking up the garden path, four men, three women, the eldest of the men had an unusually sharp gaze, Kathryn shrunk behind the djinn
"He's scary.." she murmured, the djinn silently agreed with her, though noting that scary was not word he used, disconcerting yes, defiantly not scary. Perhaps this was someone trying to stop him? Good luck wouldn't save their soul once he passed the threshold.

The supervisor of the crime scene looked in complete confusion, there had been no wounds found on the policeman apart from the explosion to the head, but no signs of a weapon, or apparently, how the attacker had left the scene. Sighing hugely he lit a cigarette and leant against the wall, remembering the earlier episode. A figure had come up to him, their face was shadowed by a large hat.

"Excuse me, have you another cigarette you could spare?" The voice was oddly hollow, as if it was not the persons real voice at all, he plucked his last one and handed it over.
"Of course, here you go" nodding in thanks the figure lit and leant beside him, keeping the hat carefully across their face.
"Can you tell me anything about this scene, such as where the one who did this is?" frowning he looked at the person.
"What business of yours is it to what happened here?" he put on his best policeman voice
"Its not allowed to give information to the general public surely you should know that, unless, are you a foreigner?" The figure laughed and lifted his head, an old man stood there, he lifted a hand and all the policeman could remember was the strange look in his eyes, eyes that had seen countless stories being made.

He shook himself and stood straight as the officials turned up to take care of the scene, heading towards his car to get away from the strange allyway with all its gory secrets.

As the guests settled themselves in the living room, Kathryn stood carefully out of the way of anyone, the djinn annoyingly had left her in charge of keeping them all well fed and watered while he vanished off for some unknown business. She had been doing her best to avoid the old man, he literally made her tremble in fear of something, something perhaps to do with the djinn. He stood up as she pondered and was infront of her before she realized, mentally gulping and screaming senselessly like a little girl for the djinn to save her from him she put on a brave smile and stood straight.

"Well well, do you know where our host, Mr. Demerest is?" She shook her head, his eyes were staring straight into hers, and she didn't like it one little bit.
"No, I thought he was in the kitchen, I'll go check" She managed to take one step when he grabbed her arm and dragged her out into the corridor, unseen by the other guests. She winced, his grip was strong and judging by how he walked he wasn't going to live up to the image he presented. He slammed her back into a wall, gripping both shoulders tight.
"Enough games, tell me where he is right now or I'll destroy everything you've ever known girl. You do know where he is" His eyes practically screamed rage, she gazed up in terror
"I..I really don't know where he is, please, stop this" when she looked up, he was towering over her, he lifted up a long slender knife, pressing it against her throat.
"Oh well, if you know nothing, I can't have you running to find him, goodbye" As the knife slid against her throat, and the first drop of blood trickled her mind went into oblivion, her hand shot out and threw him back, magic crackled in the air, her eyes took on the same red hue of the djinn's. The man stared in surprise, he could see her body glow slightly in the darkness curling around it, she took a step forwards, grinning at him.
"You would take my life, That's no fun is it?" He threw the knife, she stepped out its path, and kicked him in the stomach hard. Red eyes met piercing ones, he doubled over and groaned.
"Make a wish..any wish" she kicked again, anger radiating off her in waves.
"N..no..stop this, what are you?" She lifted up her hand and slapped him. The magic inside her already silencing his cries of pain from the others.

The djinn growled and looked up, he had felt magic stirring, only now it seemed to have spiked unnaturally, he followed it mentally to Kathryn, shock filled him before he stood up from the roof of the house and magicked to the end of the corridor, he stared in disbelief, Kathryn was standing over the dead, mutilated body of the old man, blood splattered all over her clothes as she panted. Magic was still emanating from her in waves, just as his own had when he had claimed the souls into the stone. He growled and she turned to him, eyes narrowed and blood red, growling back she launched at him. Casting his human form away he caught her, one hand tangled in her hair the other weaving magic to restrain her, as her own kept breaking it, he forced her into a wall as his aura battled hers, she bared her teeth angrily at him, all her mind screamed for was blood and terror, as the magic intertwined itself with adrenaline she finally threw him from her and began heading to the other guests. He cursed in his native tongue and followed.

'Looks like something big happened to drag her mind this far..shame about the others, still, there's some hope if she doesn't slaughter them all immediately, more souls to play with will do us good'.

Colin cried out and twisted, his dreams were filled with the piercing eyes of an old man and his own sister taking the life from them. His mother was stroking his forehead soothingly.
"Dear child, what's frightened you so?" He looked up at her, from the proud, beautiful woman she had always been, she now looked pale, her black hair had lost its sheen and dark circles framed her eyes.
"I..I had a dream about Kathryn" She frowned darkly.

"Kathryn is not my daughter, or your sister anymore. She's going to have made her choice by now" His eyes widened and he sat up sharply
"No! Mother, she's my sister, I won't abandon her tell me where she is!" His mother stood up, looking out the window with her hands placed on the windowsill.
"No, if you go to her all that will await you is death, you still have a chance to live my son, with any luck, you can find a way to undo this mess that we've made" Watching the sun set a deep blood red filled the sky as Colin watched by his mothers side, it felt all so surreal, so wrong in every way. Silently he prayed for his sister to come back to him.

The djinn pushed a headless corpse off the couch with a disgruntled sigh, Kathryn was currently finishing off the last screaming human who had, rather stupidly the djinn thought, tried bargaining with her when she had clearly lost all common sense. He heard a sharp pained cry and saw her, leaping up and staring about in terror, tearful eyes meeting his own.
"What..what happened?"

"You did this, all of it girl" She shook her head and trembled
"I couldn't, I wouldn't do this.." He looked at her pointedly
"You did, I watched it all. Care to explain what made your blood take control of you?" She paused, tears hitting the floor and mingling with the blood below
"T..hat man, the one who scared me, he grabbed me, and put a knife to my.."her hand rose up to the wound at her neck, The djinn snarled and stood up, pulling the hand away to look at the mark.
"He hurt you?" His voice was dark, full of quiet anger. She looked up at him with fearful, upset eyes, he was so close to her at that second, she could almost feel his magic under her skin. Jumping when a claw tenderly stroked along the wound, before his tongue followed and she shuddered
"Did he make a wish?" he asked quietly, deep red eyes glaring into hers
"I..don't remember, I can't remember anything after he cut me there, I.."

"Make a wish girl" The stone glittered in anticipation, a wish would strengthen its master, the one it was made to enslave for eternity. She looked deep into his eyes, her own trembling face reflected in them.
"Promise me, you'll not do anything bad like you did to the policeman, or the woman before him"

"..I can't promise that girl, word your wish carefully" she took a deep, hiccuping breath
"I wish, to know what happened today, and to know what's really going on, everything"
He purred in her ear, feeling her skin grow warm under such a simple act, he rose his hands to her hips, magic passing from one clawed hand to the other, via her body. She moaned softly and looked away.
"Granted, my dear waker"

R+R if you will.