I'm so deeply sorry for delaying this chapter! Christmas can be awful in situations! The chapters might be a bit lagging from here on to new year but I'll try my best! -Shadowblood13
Bill's POV
'Bill, before you go, I have found a spell. It works as a regenerator and immunity boost. It will heal her flesh to its previously pristine condition and the weapon used against her will not be effective a second time. It will help lessen her pain.' Arina explained, hatred darkening her eyes.
I knew she wanted to kill those bastards that hurt Ayesha. We all did. That's why we needed to get there fast. Maybe I'll finally get a chance to kick their asses for everything they've done to the princesses.
'Thanks Arina, I'll do the spell as soon as possible.' I said, waiting impatiently.
'Place your right hand on her forehead and wave your left hand three times over her torso. Focus on good energy and call your magic forward. Hurry, Bill. My daughter lies in agony.' She said, the first tears brimming in her eyes.
I nodded and closed my eyes. Projecting myself was simpler now, I opened my eyes and found myself in the Catharine's cell. I rushed to her immediately. She looked up at me with already worried eyes.
'Bill, I have a bad bad feeling. Oh god, where is Ayesha? Something happened. I can feel it.' She said, staring up at me with her wide eyes.
'Catharine, Tom dreamt of her. She's being held in a room. They're torturing her, badly. I have a spell but you'll have to stay here. I'll be back with Ayesha. I promise.' I said, making sure to look straight in her eyes when I said it.
She looked at me, her jaw dropping in confusion and shock. I could see pleading in her expression but I had no time to explain to her. I touched her cheek, saying sorry without words. I spun around and started to run towards the door. I barely got two steps when she started to scream.
'Bill! Stop! Don't you dare leave me here! I am going with you no matter who says what. She's my sister and I swear if I find her hurt I am going to MAKE THEM SUFFER FOR IT! Now get your butt over here and listen very carefully.' She yelled.
I didn't have to see her to know what her expression would have been. I was so damn shocked at what she screamed out, I didn't even pause or say a word. I just turned around and walked right back to her. There was a huge possibility that she could kill all of them but I really couldn't care.
It would be her choice. Ayesha was her sister. And she could decide what to do with the people who hurt her family. Now, she caught my eyes in a fierce glare. I stared right back, lost in her anger. She looked like a vengeful warrior princess. And in this case, you could technically classify her as one.
'Bill, listen to me. I want you to call your magic and build it up in your hands. Collect it there. A lot of it. When your hands glow, grab the ropes binding me. Understand?' she said, trapping me with her eyes.
'Yes. I can do that.' I said, immediately closing my eyes.
I reached down to my depths, calling my magic to me, flexing it. I willed it through my veins, it tingled and sparked in my flesh, warm and comforting yet powerful. I let it flow to my hands, the tips of my fingers pulsed with the power and the pressure went higher and higher as I let the magic flow. My fingers felt so fluid, like firm jelly around my bones.
'Bill, grab the ropes.' Catharine breathed.
I opened my eyes sharply and saw a definite greenish glow around my hands with specks of gold, sparking like electricity. It excited me, this visible magic that looked so unique. But for once, I ignored it, reminded myself of what I had to do. I grabbed the ropes around her feet and hands.
The moment my hands closed around the thick ropes, the gold bits in the green glow became longer, it wrapped around the ropes, and the ropes untwisted. It burst away from the gold strings and lay in a heap on the ground, completely useless.
Catharine rubbed her wrists and ankles as the gold strings faded into the air. I watched her as she jumped down from the bed a little too quick. She stumbled forward but I caught her before she could trip, she leaned against me for a moment before standing up a little more slowly. She took a few steps forward and looked back at me expectantly.
'Well, let's go, Bill.' She said, running.
I ran after her and caught up in no time since my legs were longer.
'How do we know which way..' I started to say, letting my words die as I caught the scent in the air.
It smelt like copper and salt and something burnt, it made my throat tighten. I recognized the scent. I just knew it. It was burning flesh. I bit my lip in anger. How could they be so cruel? She's just a young girl. I couldn't wait to get my hands on them.
I kept my magic at my fingertips, ready to attack them and to defend the princesses. I snapped my fingers as a test, and instantly, sparks flew from my hand. We came to a big wooden door.
Catharine didn't even stop, she threw her hands up and the wooden door blew up into pieces not bigger than matchsticks. We ran in and I couldn't believe my eyes.
Ayesha couldn't have deserved this. No one could.
Catharine's POV
Ayesha. I was stunned, I couldn't move. My sister was lying there on the ground, jerking and shivering, soaked in ice water and her own blood. The shock didn't last long. Anger flooded my entire body. I was running hot from it. Blood rushed to the surface of my skin in hate. I wanted to kill those assholes so bad.
Her usually pretty pale skin had been sliced up till it ran red with blood. Torn would be a better term, the jagged ends of her wounds were still sizzling. Where her skin wasn't cut, it was peeling and bleeding.
They burned her too. I recognized the marks. Some enchanted torture tool to burn and cut. Pieces of flesh lay all around the room, the blood mixed with water. It was all I could see. The blood, flesh, my sister.
The guards were there. Standing ready, unsure to attack. But my eyes were on my sister, hers opened slowly, struggling to stay that way. She found me and gasping, she had no voice to speak to me.
'Run.' She mouthed. And then her head slumped to the ground, her eyes rolling back as they closed. She blacked out, too hurt to stay awake.
I would not run. Not ever. I turned to the idiots that hurt Ayesha. Bill was waiting for my word, staring down the guards, hate evident in his eyes. And I knew, there was no way any one of them would walk away unscathed from this.
They wanna play with fire? I can play with fire too. I clenched my fist, mixing my magic with anger, the natural mixture for anything that burns. I opened my hands wide and instant flames surrounded them, all I felt was my magic, eager for revenge.
Bill raised his hands, already glowing with its unique gold flecked green. He looked to me. A silent and final confirmation. I nodded and we attacked. I threw a stream of fire directly into a guard. He slammed against a wall, a burnt black hole in his chest bleeding.
Bill let loose a ball a green magic between two of them. It made contact and they spasmed in pain, falling to the ground. I didn't stop for a second. I hit one guard after another, making sure they were too hurt to return attack.
I looked up, my gut bucking. I sensed it too late. I spun around and saw a belt swinging towards me, it was on fire and I knew what it was. My brain was working as fast as it could. There was no way out. I couldn't bring a defensive shield up fast enough. I couldn't dodge it. All there was, was my own body.
I tensed. Braced myself for the burning blow. A slender torso twisted in front of me, blocking the belt. The blow never came. It hit the shoulder and I saw the familiar green light hit the guard instantly. And this time, he wasn't breathing.
Bill paused for a moment before turning to me, his shoulder was bleeding badly and looked a mirror of Ayesha's wounds. He didn't seem to bother.
'Catharine, are you okay? Did they hurt you?' he asked, looking over me.
'I'm fine, Bill. We need to get to Ayesha.' I said.
We rushed over to my sister, lying on the floor still. Bill tried to roll her onto her back, trying to touch her wounds as little as possible. She still flinched, even in her sleep.
He put his right hand on her forehead and held his other hand over her body. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He waved his hand slowly, three times back and forth over her. I watched as her flesh began twisting together, growing longer, her skin forming back. Her wounds were healing. Her flesh and skin was growing back. She stopped flinching, her body relaxing as more of her wounds healed.
Bill pulled his hands away as he opened his eyes. We watched her heal completely, she was perfect again.
'Come on, Catharine. We'll go back to your cell. At least until we figure out what to do next. Let's go. I'll carry her.' He said softly.
He lifted her into his arms and this time she didn't feel the pain. We retraced our steps, going back to my cell. I smiled at my now healed sister and looked up at Bill. He looked back at me and smiled too, though I bet he had no clue why.
'Thank you, for healing Ayesha and for protecting me just now. You didn't have to take that hit.' I said, sparing a glance for the drying blood around his wound.
'Of course I did! I'm supposed to rescue you, remember? But that's okay, I like my job.' He said, grinning.
'Oh? And why is that?' I asked, smiling. He arched his eyebrow like I should already know But then he grinned again.
'Because you're such a pretty girl.' He said.
I laughed along with him, for the first time since my kidnapping, I felt a little free.