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Just a shame I didn't bet on anything so I got nothing except the pride of telling my brother he was wrong!
Have fun. The end is near….
Alchemy
Boy was I tired.
I woke up early in the morning with Patch cradling me in bed. He said that I was crying in my sleep towards the end when I woke up. No wonder? My new best friend has a possible chance of dying if I kill the guy trying to kill me! Patch left soon after I woke up, giving me a passionate kiss on the way out. I went back to sleep and for the first time, I had a normal dream, except it was a nightmare.
I dreamt that I was in a burning field and on the field were three long, sharp stakes. There was bodies on them and they were burning (in a way) without the fire. Their skin was a dark black and from what I saw, they were all people I knew. On the left was a girl with the bluest eyes, which was Sirera. That horrified me. Next to her in the middle was a man, his white wings untouched by the invisible flames. That was Alaric and that scared me.
The next one made me scream awake.
On the right was another man. He had neither wings nor eye colour. Just a voice. A screaming voice that said my name.
The screaming voice of Patch who had a sharp long stake dragged through his heart.
But today I was keeping that out of my mind. I got out of bed at around 8:30am and as I walked around my room, I couldn't help but look at the windows. I got out of bed feeling hot again like I was at the beginning of this mess. I walked up to the window where the 'gifts' were left by Crimson. I ran a finger along the sill, checking if anything I didn't know about was there. I looked at my bedside and there was the notification light flashing on my new Nokia. I switched the lock off and looked at my home screen. The picture was and animation.
An animation telling me how to carve a stake safely.
Sirera I guessed. Thinking of her got me feeling down. There was a chance that she could die if I killed Crimson. I think I will call her later and have a word with her. It will probably be the last time I will talk to her the same way.
I picked up a pair of clean jeans, a white t-shirt and a black cardigan. I then went towards my draws and put on the gorgeous brown boots that Sirera gave me. I grabbed my phone and dashed down stairs. Mom had gone out earlier. So I had the house to myself. I wasn't going to spend the morning in my house unfortunately. I was going to drive to the outskirts and buy a fresh piece of wood. I knew a friend of Vee's who lives next to a lumberjack forest. I'll drive to his.
I was nervous and happy at the same time.
I was happy because I got to finally drive my new Audi. I was nervous because I clearly remembered Crimsons little warning about seeing me today. He could make an appearance.
I shove my phone in my jean pocket and head towards the kitchen, grabbing my keys and my jacket. I needed time to think and get alert before I went out.
I go over to the cupboard and grab my favourite mug and fill it with cold water. AS I drink it, and feel the cold rush down my chest I think of today's schedule. Get some wood, go in the garage and get Dad's old construction knife, carve the stake then do the process of making the mixture. Then get Sirera. Okay sounded simple enough. I put the mug in the sink and walk to the front door, locking it behind me. Mom had a key so she would be fine.
It was now time to unveil my new car.
I opened the garage and unlocked the Audi. I slid in and looked at how luxurious it was with it's black leather seats and carbon fibre dash board. I made a little squeak. This would kill Mom if I told her I bought this. Lucky for me, I didn't.
I put the key in the ignition and start the engine. From what I heard, the engine was music to a petrol heads ears. I pull out of the driveway, smiling at the cars smoothness. Once on the road I speed off. This is the life!
I pull into the drive. I had a box with a piece of freshly cut oak. I get out of my Audi and grab the box out. I close the door with my foot and lock, putting the cover back on afterwards. I now love Sirera. That was the best car ride ever. But I had business to do. I walk over to the right side of the garage and grab the construction knife. I then grab a stool and a bucket and place them next to each other. I put my hand in my pocket to reach for my phone and place it on the work top next to me, leaving the screen permanently on for the time being. I get the oak, knife and bucket and began carving.
"Carving. How hard can it be?"
From what I remembered. It had to be me doing this. I was hating that fact now.
It took me 4 hours to carve the blumming thing. I had to have breaks often because my fingers were bleeding from the splinters and cuts I got from exposed wood. When I was finished, I bathe my hands in hot water, wincing at the feeling of the splinters. That took me an hour before the stinging stopped.
"Sirera….why'd you do this to me?" I put my hands in the air and wave them like a maniac as if 'Hello, I'm here you dumb ass'.
Now I was going to have to bleed.
On the stove was, already, a cooking pot with boiling water and the lock of hair inside. In one of my breaks, I prepared the mixture and started. This hurt more than it should. I walk over to the cooker and look at the mixture. The water was a slightly red colour from the hair and from what I could see, there was no hair left. I went to the calendar and took the pin out and head over towards the pan. I bit my lip.
And rammed the pin into my thumb. Three times.
"OW! Nora, you stupid girl. Why did you agree to this?" I shout at myself.
I hold my hand over the pan and press and fore finger and thumb together. Drops of blood came out. A lot. I could feel the blood pulse to my thumb. I hated it. I knelt next to the cooker to slow the blood flow from my thumb. After a couple of minutes I look at my thumb. It was still bleeding badly. All this from a pin. There was only one person I could talk to now who wouldn't freak. I was going to call her anyway.
"Sirera? I need your help. My thumb is dying!" I shout in the empty space of my house.
There was a knock on the door.
"I'm coming! Towels…towels…..aha!" I grabbed a kitchen towel and dashed for the door quickly. I open the front door with one hand while keeping an eye on the towel. In the doorway, there was Sirera, looking more positive than what I saw of her last night. She was wearing a blue 'Cookie Monster' shirt with dark blue jeans and black converse. It all matches perfectly.
"Let me see the damage!" She waves her hands around and reaches for the towel. I walk over to the kitchen and continued donating blood to the mix.
"Geez Nora, I know we said give blood but we didn't mean the Nile! That's enough, give me your thumb. How many times did you puncture it and what with?" She grabs my hand and licks her thumb. I look away.
"I punctured it with a board pin and three times." She pressed her thumb to mine. I felt the throbbing more. Ugh!
"Nora. Look now. There's nothing wrong now!" She taps my shoulder and I turn my head to meet the amused eyes of Sirera. She raises her hand and points down towards my hand. I look down with reluctance.
My eyes must still be under a hallucination from Crimson. That wasn't possible. My thumb was letting out blood so much that they came out in drops but before my thumb could do anymore bleeding, it was like time reversed it self on one thing. The blood was going back into the three punctures.
"Put your thumb in the mix quickly. It will take up the blood necessary. You gave too much." She puts a hand on my shoulder and spins me round back to the mix and I plonk my thumb in. I looked at the mix and so did Sirera. The blood was easily identifiable against the Crimson hair mix. The hair mix was a very dark red, like the kind you would get from a dead person or someone who's very cold, it was almost purple. My blood mix was a rich, vibrant red like on the flag of America. The blood mix started to swirl like a whirlpool, going back into my thumb. It suddenly stopped.
"What's left is the amount of blood you need. Here's a towel." Sirera hit me in the back of the head with the towel and started a fit of laughter with me. Before I could reach the mix, Sirera had the stake and the mix.
"Alaric trained you with a dagger but you're not a genius so a stake would have to do. I must say Nora, this is very well done!" She waved the stake like a 'hello' gesture then held it still and examined it. She raised her eyebrows and it was funny seeing her change her expression.
"Took me four hours to do. Splinters and all." I hold my left hand up and show the red spots. My right hand was alright since Sirera sorted the thumb.
"Sorry. Pass me that oil brush and the mix." She holds out her hand towards the utensils that were used rarely. I lean over and grab the oil brush and place it in the pan. I hand it over to Sirera who mixes the mix one last time and fills the brush with the mix without letting it drip. Quickly, Sirera moved the brush from the pan to the stake and began to brush the mix over it.
I watched as the plain, white looking wood started to look like a professionally polished piece of wood. It was shining and all. Once it was fully brushed, Sirera place it down on a towel and walked over towards the lounge.
"Get it off your chest Nora." She sits down and I sit next to her. Sirera leans on the back, using her elbow, and leans her face on her hand. She was looking at me with an annoyed expression. I might as well tell her what I feeling.
"I'm so scared about what's going to happen to you when Crimson is gone. Alaric told me what happened to Samuel and Aston. Why did you expect ,Sirera? That I would find out that you could die if Crimson does and wont have a care in the world. Well, you're wrong there." Sirera's face didn't change expression at all through my short speech. That annoyed me that she was completely selfless.
"Nora, I know what might happen to me. There's also a chance that nothing will happen. I highly doubt that I'll die Nora. I've already had this lecture from Alaric." She gave a small smile at the end.
"But still? Going insane? Forgetting everything? You'd forget Alaric and me!" I felt horrible at how selfish I was being but I really did want to stay friends with Sirera. I also felt sad at the thought of her forgetting me.
"Nora, I will never forget you. After how I think of you, as the best friend I've ever had. I tell you stuff that I'd never tell Alaric." Sirera leans forward, her face in shock at what I said about her forgetting me. I don't understand how she trusts me with things more than her brother.
"Like what?" I question. I was sure she was lying.
"Alaric doesn't know that I was in love with a human and that he was killed. He knows nothing about it. At all!" Oh my God! Was she serious? "Yes, I'm very serious Nora. I'd trust you with my soul even though mine is elsewhere." She looks away from me leaning back into the couch.
"I never knew. You should've told me." I place a hand on her knee and she looks at me though her eyes seem distant. "Sirera? What is it?"
"Nothing. I thought I saw something." She looks back at me and smiles her dazzling smile that a celebrity would kill for. "I'm sorry. Anyway, lets talk quality. How's the car? Do you like it?"
"Like it? I love it! The phone is amazing too. So much more things I could do on it than my old one. The clothes you gave me were much appreciated by Patch. He also sends his thanks about looking after me although he doesn't fully trust you." I smile too. Quality time with Sirera was amazing and very good if you wanted stress relief.
"Oh, it's understandable. I'm glad he liked them and I don't mind looking after you at all although I hope he isn't mad at me about making you vomit?"
She bit her bottom lip.
"Oh, he's fine with it. He said the same thing you did about the charm getting out quicker that way." I sigh. Sirera's face was distant again.
"Sirera?"
"Nothing. It's nothing." She spoke in a rush. "Speaking of Patch, he has to be there when you kill Crimson. You still got the red Haile?" I nod. "Good. Add it top the end of the one I gave you and you'll find it can wrap around two wrists. Sleep with each other like that. Is that okay?" I nod again. What was going on?
"Sirera, what's the matter?" I grab her shoulders.
"Turn around and look into the bushes opposite the house. I have to run. I'll go through your window. I'm so sorry. Bye Nora!" She hugs me and kisses my cheek quickly and ran up the stairs. I heard a light thud and then silence. I look up at the mirror that hung on the wall. I could see the bush opposite my house. I looked closer.
There was movement. A face came through the bush.
It was a man with blood-red hair and black eyes. The thing was…they were completely black; there was no white around the edges. He was bearing his teeth.
The sharp, pointed teeth of a monster that kills.
Before I could react, he disappeared like smoke.
Crimson knows about me and Sirera. He would be going after Sirera. He would probably kill her.
I ran upstairs and into my room and quickly rummage through my bedside. I found the red Haile and put it on my left hand. I into the bathroom medical cabinet and took out a sleeping pill and split it in half. I swallowed it and quickly went to my room. I jogged on the spot for a couple of seconds to get my system going. I take of my boots and lie on the bed.
"You want to touch my friend, you got to go through me Crimson, you basterd!" I whisper to myself. I close my eyes and try to sleep.
I slip into a dream where there is lilac mist everywhere.
Crimsons realm.
Dun-dun-duuuuu!
Bummer. Sirera got busted!
Question for this chapter- Would you go into Crimsons realm to save Sirera?
Review please.
Love Ya
Emma 'EePee' Paige
P.S. I probably finish Red World this week and I'll start me newly planned one next week. I'll mention it on the last chapter so if you're interested, go read it.