I woke up when I felt my wings give off a jolt of pain. I sat bolt upright and groaned. "There, thats the last of 'em," I heard a voice say. I blinked and looked around. I was in the jail, surrounded my all the remaining townspeople. I noticed everyone either staring back at me, or looking away with sadness in their eyes. Rango and Doc loomed over me. "You ok there, Banshee?" asked the zombie sheriff. I rubbed my head.
"How long was I out?" I asked. Rango shrugged. "I dunno, an hour? you were dragged in all bleeding. A couple of us began to help pull all the bullets out," he answered. Doc showed the last bullet he pulled out of me and placed it down on the counter next to him. "Surprised to see you awake righ' now," the one eared rabbit said. "Usually when someone has been nicked by bullets, they're usually knocked out for days," he said. I rubbed my shoulder and got up. "Im used to it," I said.
I looked ahead at everyone else. Everyone was all bunched up together, trying to keep warm from the cold. Outside were a couple soldiers. I looked at the cells and realized that Stump was still isolated in his own cell. He was fast asleep. I guess nothing wakes him up, even if a battle is right outside his cell. "Banshee," said a voice behind me. I turned. Gerald and Burton came up to me. They helped Roon walk across the room. Her chest was bandaged up. I gasped and ran up to Roon.
"Roon," I said and stopped in front of her. Roon held her stomach. I carfefully hugged her. "I thought you were going to die," I said. Roon moved away from me and shook her head. "Nah, I can survive a knife," she said smiling, which made Burton feel uneasy. "Roon, maybe you should sit down," he said. Roon smiled up at Burton, making him blush. "I'm fine, Burton," she said. Burton looked down and silently nodded.
Gerald noticed this. He couldnt help but smile, but his smile disappeared when he turned to me. "Banshee, you need to know," he said. I turned to Roon and Gerald. "What?" I asked. Roon turned her head to the window. "They've taken over the town..." she said. I looked out to the window. Outside, soldiers marched and were seen at eavery corner of every building in the town, searching for any citizens that were around or have thought of escaping. Roon shook her head. "That's not the worst of it, they have Mr. Black," she said. My eyes widened. Oh no.
Just then, Ricochet and Priscilla came up to us. "We just overheard the soldiers on this side of the jail. They've captured the townswomen and the children," said Priscilla. Rango heard Priscilla and came up to us. "What?! Are they ok? Are they hurt? What about Beans? Is she ok?" asked Rango in a rapid pace. Gerald calmed Rango down. "They fine, they just bringing them in," he said and pointed to behind the sheriff. We all turned and saw Beans and the townswomen come in, as well as the children. Rango embraced Beans and kissed her multiple times. "Oh Beans! I thought I lost you," he said. Beans hugged her husband.
Parents came to the front and hugged their kids. Petunia and Stub hugged their parents. A couple kids cried when they were told that their parents didnt make it. It made me cry to see them like this as the kids hugged their uncles or aunts or the townswomen who took care of them and knew them. Suddenly, the door unlocked and swung open. Two soldiers came in and searched the place. They were glared at by the townspeople, but stayed away when they saw their guns. They stopped searching when they found the person they were looking for. One of them pointed ot me. "You, come," he said. I didnt move. The soldiers noticed this and cocked their guns. "Now," said the other. I didnt move. "Go, Banshee," said a couple townspeople nervously. I turned to them. They were all looking at me. They were afraid.
I turned my head back to the soldiers. They waited impatiently for me to come with them. I sighed. I finally got up. They aimed their guns at my face and gripped my wings tightly as I was led outside. The soldiers locked the door to the jail and walked down the street. More soldiers followed us, making sure I didnt do anything clever. I didnt.
We made our way down the street, then approached the building I heard was once the old Mayors place. Two soldiers stood in front of the door, guarding it. "Bill wants to see her," one of them said. The guards nodded and let us in. The two soldiers that retrieved me shoved me in and closed the door behind them. I sighed and turned my head. In front of me, in the darkness, were stairs. I hesitated.
"Come in, Banshee," said Bill's voice above the stairs. I looked up. Bill stood at the top of the stairs, holding a lanturn. The light illuminated his face. He grinned at me. I narrowed my eyes, but sighed and did as I was told. I walked up the stairs up to Bill. The room I walked into was huge. Inside it was dark, but I was still able to somewhat see inside. The wooden floorboards squeaked as I walked. The colorful, stained glass windows lined up on the huge lined up on either side of me. Down about thirty feet from where I was, was a huge mirror. Bill stood twenty from it to my left. I stopped a good distance from the mirror. I narrowed my eyes at Bill in the darkness. Bill seemed to grin.
Suddenly, a strange sound was heard. It sounded like whispering. It was whispy, and cold. Then it stopped. I flinched when the whispering came back. Bill grinned evilly at me. "Blor would like to talk to ya, girly," he said. I narrowed my eyes back at Bill when the strange sound stopped. "Fine, let me speak to Blor," I said. Bill continued grinning. The whispering came back, only it was stronger, and I could hear it: Let her see me...go to the mirror. The voice was cold, and sent shivers down my spine.
Bill walked over to the huge thirty foot tall mirror at the end of the room. Bill faced the mirror, his back to me. Instead of seeing Bill's reflection, I saw A different creature. My eyes widened in horror. The creepy reflection was as big as the mirror. It stretched all the way to the top and glared down at me with four sets of yellow, black slitted eyes...just like mine. Its' black, fleshy wings were wrapped around its huge torso, narrowing down to where It's feet were supposed to be. The fleshy webbed wings shined in the little bits of moonlight from one of the stained glass windows. Multiple horns twisted out from the top of the elongated head of the demon. Blor. I took a step back in fear. I didnt realize he was that big.
Blor's enormous reflection smirked, revealing a row of thin, needle- like teeth. "Hello...Banshee," he said. His voice was still like a cold whisper. I rubbed my shoulders nervously. I didnt say anything. Blor stared down at me with his four yellow demon eyes. His elongated black, fleshy face twitched a bit. "Don't be afraid, Banshee, you shouldnt be afraid," as he said that, his mouth curled up into a grin, revealing more of his needle teeth.
I flinched, but held my ground. I noticed something flicker next to Blor's head, then realized that they were his ears. "I can feel sssomething disturbing you, child..." Blor said. I blinked, then realized that he could read my thoughts. He had the power to know... Is that how Bill knew? I quickly pushed the thoughts away before Blor read them. "...I...I was told... th-that you know something about my unknown past," I said. Blor smirked in the mirror.
"Yesss...child...I know where you come from... I even know why you have those eyesss." Blor said in his soft voice. I ignored the chills. My eyes widened. "Y-you do?" I asked. Blor's reflection nodded. "You dont remember, of courssse... Your memoriesss were destroyed while I was experimenting on you...oh dear, I sssaid too much," teased Blor. I gasped. "Experimented on me? What are you talking about?" I asked. The creepy monster reflection grinned a row of sharp, jagged needle teeth again.
"I was curiousss at the time. Curiousss about mortalsss... and how they worked. How most demonsss had to have mortalsss... as hostss to enter your world... I decided to test that out. Our master wasss the only one who knew how to usse the dark magic, but I experimented...You are one of the mortal creaturess...that I worked with...to see if I could make demonss go into thiss world," Blor explained. His hissing started to get on my nerves. Blor's creepy smile didn't chance. I just stood there.
"I...I still dont understand...I'm an experiment?" I asked. Blor nodded. "One of the successful living experimentss. I killed over a million mortalsss," Blor chuckled. I felt like throwing up. I was part demon. Blor continued, interrupting my thoughts. "That'ss why you have that scream ability, a working ability. You are my creation...my daughter," he said.
I felt my legs turn to jelly, I staggered, but regained my balance. "N-no...no!" I screamed. Blor smirked in the mirror. "I am your creator-" "No!" I shouted. Blor simply laughed. "You should be happy, I have given you a gift! Unlike your old parentss-" "My parents? What did you do to them?!" I screamed. Blor simply smirked. He enjoyed seeing me angry.
"I did what wass needed to be done... Oh, you should've seen the determined lookss on their facess. They refused to give you up to me. So, I killed them," he said in his whispering voice, then laughed a cold laugh. I took a step back in fear. Blor noticed this and stared down at me. "They even called out your name..." he added. My eyes widened. Blor's grin widened. Then he pretended to think. "Oh, what wasss the name...its on the tip of my tongue..." he said, as his long, dark purple forked toungue snaked out, then was slurped back in. I could hear my heart beating fast. My unkown past life was being unraveled before me. It was all too much to take in.
Finally, Blor turned to me. "Oh, thats right...Anera," he said. I felt my heart stop. "Anera," I whispered. Tears came down my face. I could hear Bill snickering as his back faced me. I narrowed my eyes, but noticed Blor still staring at me and looked up. "Yess...Anera, that was the lassst thing they sssaid...before I killed them," Blor began to laugh his cold dark laugh. I screamed at the mirror, causing it to shatter. The pieces began to fall. I could hear Blor's evil laughter echoing in the room till it faded away. Anger coursed through me as I turned into The Nightmare.
Bill was able to move out of the way from the falling glass...but not from me. I lunged at Bill and loomed over him. "You bastard!" I screamed, but it came out as a high pitch screech as I bared my teeth. Bill laughed evilly.
"Life's never fair, girly, you might as well get over it. You never knew-" I pressed my wing down on his neck, cutting off his circulation. Bill squirmed and kicked for air. I watched Bill struggle helplessly. I wanted him to die. Suddenly, I felt a couple bullets dig deep into my flesh. I screeched in pain and reared up. Bill scrambled to his feet and moved away from me.
Chains were thrown over me. Pinning me down. I struggled, but it was no use. There were too many guards to handle. More chains went over and bit deep into my flesh. I changed back into my normal form as the guards surrounded me. Bill walked up to me and rested a clawed hand on the side of my face. I stiffened as I stared up at him with wide eyes. Bill grinned evilly. "You lost, Blor has won. Get over it," he said, then moved his hand from my face. Bill narrowed his eyes to the guards who held me.
"Take her below to the mines," he said. The guards started to carry me away. Suddenly, I heard the strange whispering again. "Wait," said Bill, lifting up his hand, listening to the whispering voice in his head. The guards turned. Bill lowered his hand. He gave me a creepy grin. "I change my mind... Go put 'er in with her boyfriend," he said. My eyes widened in horror as the guards silently took me away...