Chapter 12

Izaya knew what needed to be done. Reaching into his gear jacket, Izaya pulled out a flask Magnus had given him earlier. In it was a liquid that was pooling and swirling between the two colors of blood red and a sparkly light lavender. He popped the top off and held it to Mikado's chest so that some of the blood flowed into it. Mikado was in too much pain to notice or do anything about it. After seeing that enough had gotten in, Izaya popped the cap onto the flask again. He shook the liquid and then tossed it to Magnus, who had been watching the whole scene but hidden from their adversaries views.

After Magnus had caught the flask, Prince Ilan floated down and stood in front of Izaya. The prince didn't even seem to take care that his 'precious little pawn' was bleeding out next to them. For the first time since they had ever seen the prince, he looked utterly confused.

"But, how? Why?"

Izaya shot the man a look that resembled his father's earlier smirk.

"Well you see, we knew all along that we weren't just going to surrender to you. Didn't you think that we would have a plan, hmm? Our dear warlock here had been doing some research, and a lovely lady warlock friend of his left us a note that we found very helpful~."

The note they had received from Tessa in the manila folder explained that Tessa had found that Izaya's mother, Yuri, had been looking for some sort of spell or potion that would defeat a powerful dark fairy like Izaya's father. Tessa had discovered that his mother had found something, but since she didn't have all of the ingredients, she wasn't able to use it. A paper had been found in Yuri's stuff after Yuri had died from reasons relating to her insanity.

It had seemed like nothing at the time, but Tessa, being the specially gifted female warlock that she was, had discovered a trace of special concealing magic on the paper. Tessa had her suspicions that it was a vanquishing potion based on the magical trace she sensed, but was unable to open it because of the magical lock. She had suspected that it was blood magic, which was why she had sent it to Magnus.

Seeing that they would try to test Tessa's hypothesis, Izaya had pricked his finger with a blade, and then dripped the blood onto the seemingly useless paper found with Yuri's stuff. Just like Tessa had guessed, the blood revealed a recipe for a vanquishing potion for his type of fairy. Among many ingredients that were easy for Magnus to procure, the two more rare ingredients were blood relating to the demonic father and blood relating to the fairy himself. Since Magnus shared the blood of the same greater demon that Ilan did, Magnus's blood was able to work. And since Izaya was Ilan's son, his blood counted for relating to the fairy.

There was another aspect shown to them from Tessa's research. It was an ingredient needed to add to the potion to ensure that anyone enslaved (bound) to the dark fairy would be freed. This ingredient was blood from the bound themselves, and the blood had to be gathered from a wound over the binding mark itself.

Mikado probably still would have been released when Ilan died. But this way, there was assurance that Mikado would be freed without worsening side effects.

An example of why this was needed could be picturing someone falling into a volcano while someone still standing not in the volcano was chained to the person falling. Either they would be pulled into the volcano, or something would be pulled off and be extremely painful.

(A/N: I know that's an awful image, but it gets the point across hopefully)

So, they needed Mikado's blood in order to finish the potion.

Izaya told Ilan all of this. Izaya's lips then curled up to another sly grin.

"And, you know-"He swiftly caught the flask that Magnus had thrown back at him. Now the potion was a sparkly white and glowing brightly.

"By just standing there and listen to me explain how we gathered a plan to defeat you, you're not exactly helping yourself."

Before the Prince could retort to that, Izaya shook the flask and then poured it onto the Prince. Ilan shrieked and collapsed to his knees. An engulfing thick white mist surrounded the prince. When the mist dissipated he was gone.

Izaya couldn't help but feel relieved that the vanquishing wasn't gruesome. He sighed, relieved that it was over. A raspy gasping reminded Izaya that they had forgotten something.

"MIKADO!"

Anri rushed over to him. He was hunched over in pain again on the ground. Anri kneeled next to him and lightly placed a shaky hand on his shoulder unsure what to do. Magnus kneeled in front of them and waved his hands around in front of him. Small yellow glowing balls of light emitted from his fingers and then floated over to the gash on Mikado's chest. They slid up his chest as though zipping up his wound.

After that the bleeding stopped and the gash seemed to close. His shirt was still blood soaked however. Somehow, Izaya figured that Mikado would also have an ugly scar left behind from this grueling battle. Magnus waved his hands some more and this time blue orbs appeared, sinking into Mikado's chest and returning some of his color to his face.

Purple-red sparks were still coming off of Mikado. This time, instead of just from his fingers, they came from all over his body. Mikado was shaking.

As soon as the Prince had disappeared, Alec unfroze. He felt stiff from being frozen like that for so long. He had to stretch his body out a little bit being he could survey what was going on.

He probably would have been fine if he hadn't been frozen in that position. After all, Jace had only fallen a few feet. Alec could just tell. He then noticed his sister on the ground wrapped up in her own whip. He immediately ran the short distance to her and began to unwrap the whip from her. After he got it off of her, he noticed that she was pale and covered in red burn marks. Checking her pulse, Alec was relieved that he still felt one. He hugged his sister and kissed her forehead.

Alec then proceeded to get his stele out, and produced iratzes (healing runes) all over her body. He also drew some blood replacement runes, just in case, along with any runes that could help her with her health. Alec was so focused on helping his sister that he was barely aware of what was occurring only a few feet away from them.

After Magnus finished with his healing spells he stood up and took a step back.

Izaya walked over to Anri and Mikado but stood there, unsure of what to do. Izaya felt uncharacteristically awkward due to the situation.

Jace stood next to Magnus, also unsure of what to do. As though he thought he knew what Jace was thinking, Magnus spoke up with,

"He'll be alright."

Jace, who had been looking at Mikado, then looked to Magnus whom had a sad smile on his face. Then Jace looked back at the scene before them.

"Well, that is, physically he will be." Magnus said quietly.

Mikado was hunched over. He was coughing. The pain in his chest hurt so badly. He didn't even know how it got there. Hot tears stung his eyes, even though they were closed. He wasn't aware of how long it was before he realized that he was no longer bleeding and the gash was no longer open. Then the faintness he had been feeling disappeared. He was barely aware of these things though. He trying to slow his breathing down and blinked a few times. He sat back and took in his surroundings. He was at the park. He looked around him. Anri was kneeling next to him, her hand on his shoulder.

Izaya was standing on his other side, looking like he felt uncomfortable and out of place, yet he stayed where he was. He was looking down at Mikado with an expression that was unreadable. Magnus was standing behind them with Jace next to him. Isabelle was laying on the ground a few feet away from them and Alec was kneeling over her.

After Alec finished with the runes, he noticed his sister stir. She wasn't fully awake though, and still incredibly weak. Having taken care of his sister, he then looked over to see what was going on. The Fairy prince was nowhere to be seen. Mikado was sitting on the ground, and the others appeared to be looking at him.

Catching that something was going on, Alec stood up with Isabelle slumped against him. He made his way over to the others.

Alec came over to them with Isabelle slumped on him. Magnus half hugged Alec from behind, and allowed Isabelle to lean on Alec and himself. As Mikado looked around at everyone foggy and disconnected memories began to flood back to him.

He had run to his room.

Then he was in a strange room with his head being petted in a strange man's lap.

Then he was here at the park and…oh no.

Mikado's eyes widened.

Memories rushed back to him at a faster rate. He was being controlled. That man, the dark prince, had pulled his strings. He remembered all the awful things the man had made him do. The power that had surged in him that had never been there before. He still felt it, but didn't know why.

He had watched himself do everything. Unable to control anything.

Throw Jace back.

Petrifying Alec.

Torturing Isabelle.

The memory of Anri's fright-filled eyes locking with his own vacant eyes now burned into his memory. She had been so scared of him. The only thing he had been able to do then was cry. At the time, that was the only action he'd had any control over. He wondered if she noticed. He was unable to stop his actions.

He had caused so much pain to so many people who didn't deserve it. Just as he had always feared, they would be in danger from him most when he had lost control. That had been his biggest fear all along. Especially since the drama with the blue squares in the dollars.

He realized now that the fairy had been messing with his mind, using darkness from magic, for many months. He knew it didn't come out of nowhere! No wonder he felt like he was going crazy. His mind was literally being tampered with.

Even though Mikado knew it wasn't him really who had done those things, the fairy prince had been twisting at his mind, he still couldn't help feeling so much

Shame…

Guilt…

Pain…he had been played with. His mind had been used as a toy to be turned inside out. He was a puppet. He had no control over what he had done, yet he had still been the one to do it. He was so ashamed by his inability to fight it. He was weak! WEAK! And he always had been…it hurt so bad…so many emotions and thoughts came crashing down on him.

He couldn't help, but curl up into a ball and cry. He cried hysterically. He always hated crying in front of other people, because of his pride. But he felt like he couldn't hold it in anymore. He had no control earlier. And now he had no control over restraining his emotions. At least this time this was really his own reaction from his emotions and not a puppeteer controlling his actions.

He felt a pair of small familiar arms circle around him from behind and pull him into their chest. He allowed Anri to hold him like that. He was still shaking and sobbing uncontrollably. He still felt anguish, but somehow being in her embrace made him feel a little bit better.

He was broken…

And now the others knew.

A/N: The idea of the vanquishing potion was loosely inspired from the concept of vanquishing potions I had seen in the show Charmed. Clearly this is different though. It's not a Charmed crossover.

A/N: The epilogue is the next chapter.