I know, I know. Sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry...
Just then, all hell broke loose. And when I say that, I mean it literally.
My realm has always been –and probably always will be- in a constant battle to overcome evil. We are surrounded in protective wards, and guards are everywhere. But sometimes it isn't enough. Sometimes, evil overcomes us, and we are forced to fight…
I have often wondered if that was fixed. My Father was very secretive, and maybe, just maybe, he could control those demons. I guess now I will never know.
The Evil that surrounded us was an Evil I had never seen before. There was something about it that just seemed... different. It took me a long time to realise what it was. They had purpose. Those demons surrounding us, attacking us, they knew what they were doing. Something - or someone - was controlling them. The question was what - or who?
As the fight raged around me, I didn't take my eyes of Visinio. He fought, too. But never did he kill a demon. Not one. Looking closely, I realised his lips were moving. I couldn't hear, but I could guess. If Visinio was gone, all these creatures would be too.
As soon as I worked it out, he knew. Of course he knew. He knew everything.
Had I looked up, I would have seen dark storm clouds eradicating the sun. But I knew it would not rain – he knew it would give me an advantage. Water and Air, the elements of the night. Fire and Earth, the elements of the day. He knew, however, that I could control all five of the elements, and I called them all to me. It was what he was expecting. He was not expecting me to forge a blade out of Air and Water, and as I sent Spirit to dishearten and disillusion my Fathers followers, I attacked him with it.
Where it cut him, small drops of gold liquid leaked out. Ichor. The blood of Gods. He did not deserve it.
As the battle raged around us, I fought my Father. I fought for my mother, for my sisters, and for myself. I fought hard, but I didn't know whether it was enough. Visinio had too much experience, too much knowledge. He read the fight like a human's book - he knew what would happen next. Which meant I had to do something out of the ordinary; something to surprise him. But what?
I glanced swiftly around, but there was nothing. Everyone was too busy fighting demons. BUt out of the corner of my eye I caught glimpses - Nyah, Nova, and Ello - my Ello who wasn't really mine, who never would or could be mine. I watched him fight, and I grew angry. It was an anger such as a human cannot identify with. The anger of a Goddess. And now, nobody could stop me.
The rest of the fight passed in a blur. But now, I had an advantage. I had love on my side*. All he had was hate. Hate and an urgent desire to control. Now, I was winning. Slowly, slowly, I was driving Visinio back into the rock face behind him. Soon, my blade or Air and Water was burning with the heat of Fire, swung with the strength of the Earth, and fortified with the conviction of Spirit.
It was over too quickly. I heard the roars and screams around me turn to gasps of shock - the demons, without a leader, had turned upon each other. The fight was easier for the others now. I'd always wondered how to kill a God. But now it came instinctually. Looking back, I feel both scared and sick. How? How did I know what to do? Why was it written into my DNA?** Are all Gods and Goddesses like that?
I pulled the last of the Life out of my Father, and turned back to my family and friends. I can still recall that prickling sense of unease I felt, turning my back on 'the enemy'. I ignored the feeling. I shouldn't have.
But I did. I ignored my gut feeling, something I would never, ever do again. Something I have and will always regret. Something that ended two lives, instead of one.
For as I turned around, my father sat up. I remained unaware. I thought he was dead. And once he had sat up, he did the one thing that he knew would hurt Nyah, Nova and I the most.
He killed Ello.
*Heh. Corny much?
** Wait. Do Goddesses even have DNA? I think not. Ah, well. It looks good...
Sorry, yet another cliffhanger...
-Mutters- Now, what excuse can I use?
I know! I fail at writing fight scenes. I really do. I've been working on this for ages. Normally, I just take ages to remember to update, but this time was because I wrote a bit, then couldn't think of anything else to write, then wrote a little bit more, and so on... And it just took ages...
Also, I've been really busy this month... Wait. In the last few months... One of the 'prizes' of NaNoWriMo was a free proof copy of your book from CreateSpace... It took me ages to finish, but I ORDERED MY PROOF COPY 3 DAYS AGO! -Major squee!-
I will try to update real soon. But, knowing me, don't count on it... Sorry again.
~ Em!
