Chapter 11
Natalya, a psychic, was walking through the woods when she smelled the blood of were-cats nearby.
She found a girl sitting cross legged with her back to her. Three were-cats were getting closer and closer to death.
She asked, "Did you kill them? Miss?"
Natalya transported all of them to the castle...
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The Next Morning
Seth woke up with a bad headache, just like Dean and Roman.
He could see a blonde staring at him with worry. "Are you okay?"
"What? Where am I?"
"The Emperor's Castle."
"Why? What happened?"
"I think you were attacked by her.." She pointed to a cage in the corner where Nicole was bound by magical chains and unconscious.
Dean groaned, "Is she okay? What is she wearing?"
"It looks like a replica of the fortitudo sectam, or strength suit. It is only worn by The Chosen One."
Natalya then asked, "Why doesn't she smell? Is she a human?"
Roman mumbled, "Yeah.."
Natalya gasped, "Were you going to mark her? Don't you know what could happen?"
Nicole began shaking and the cage turned to vapor. The chains turned to pixie dust.
She growled at Natalya and lunged for her. Natalya froze her in mid-air and recited,
"Forces of the night, angels that are bright, please get her demeanor back right."
Nicole fell down and Natalya unfroze her. She instantly began crying. "I had a bad dream.. That I killed-"
"It wasn't a dream.." Natalya said.
Nicole gasped and mumbled her apologies.
Natalya noticed the amulet and shouted. "Y-You're The Chosen One!"