Baz carefully eased the door open, wincing every time it creaked. He finally got it open and lit a small flame in the middle of his palm, holding it high and casting deep, grotesque shadows across the room. It was a relatively small room that was nicely decorated. A couple of small loveseats were angled to face a table. On the far wall was another door. The trio stood in the doorway, not sure what to do.
"T-there's a door…" Penny pointed out shakily. Simon swallowed and nodded slowly.
"I don't like this place, it just feels…" he trailed.
"Wrong?" Baz finished for him, taking another step farther into the room. "Like the walls are shouting for us to leave?" He chuckled grimly, taking another few steps, stopping in the center of the room. When he reached it, he held out his arm, the one not holding any fire, to stop the others. He held completely still, but Simon noticed his arm trembling slightly.
"What is it?" he whispered, the knot in his stomach and chest growing with every breath.
"Can't you smell it?" Baz asked, voice low and mournful. Simon and Penny exchanged confused glances as Baz walked to the nearest wall, gently laying his hand on it.
"How many deaths have you witnessed? How much blood have you seen spilt?" He asked, voice still low.
"Baz?" Simon asked tentatively, following him to the wall. "What are you doing?"
"Of course you can't smell it. You guys have such… limited senses. Th-there's so much blood in here. Some newer than others. It's everywhere, suffocating. And it's all human. There's so damn much of it, Simon…" He suddenly turned violently, eyes alight with rage. He threw up his arms, circling the room. "Huh?" he shouted. "How many people have you murdered in here? HOW MANY?" he cried, shoving one of the couches across the room and banging hard into the wall.
"Baz!" Simon shouted, knowing full well that Baz could tear the place apart with his bare hands if he so desired. Baz turned again, and Simon's blood ran cold. Baz's pupils were mere slits, his fangs fully out. He was panting lightly, but more from rage than exhaustion. Simon slowly held up his hands, staring Baz in the eye.
"It's oka-"
"No, Snow! None of this is okay! None of it. People have been murdered here! Hundreds and hundreds of them!" he shouted, throwing his arms up again.
"I know, but there's nothing that we can do about it. So just calm down, take a breath, please"
Baz's form shuddered, and he clenched his jaw. The fire in his palm was moving and flickering unnaturally, glowing a crimson red.
"Calm down? Snow, You know just as well as I that it's not that damn easy!" He kicked another love seat, sending it tumbling across the room. Simon had to jump quickly out of the way, and by the time he had regained himself, there was another one headed straight for him.
"Stop!" Simon shouted, pouring some of his magic into it. Baz halted instantly, muscles locking. He stared open mouthed at Simon, struck silent as his body was forced to the ground by the sheer weight of the one word. He wound up on his back, legs bent at opposite angles to each other as his face was forced against the red-tinted ground. He grunted slightly, the only sound he was able to make. He met Simon's eyes, which were wide.
"B-Baz, I-I'm so sorry. I didn't think that would happen" he whispered, seeing the panic and fear rising in Baz's eyes as he continued to struggle against his paralyzed body. Simon felt the guilt of what he had done rise up his throat, making him feel like he was about to cry. What he had just done was unforgivable. Taking control of another's body was one of the worst things someone could do to another living thing. He hadn't expected the spell to do that, but he must've lost control, let just a little bit too much magic slip out. He whipped his head around to look at Penny, who had her hands over her mouth.
"Penny please, how do I undo this?" He asked, practically pleading.
"S-Simon…." Was all she whispered back. "H-how-"
"Pen, please" he begged. "I don't know the counter spell"
Penny swallowed and lifted her hand shakily.
"Recludam" she said quietly but firmly. Instantly Baz started breathing deeply, scrambling to his feet shakily. He just stood there for a moment, breathing and staring at the floor.
"Baz, I-" Simon took a step towards him. Baz glared at him with one eye through the gap in his hair and held up a hand, pointing at Simon.
"Don't you fucking dare" he hissed, straightening up. Simon swallowed again, stepping back this time. Baz took one last deep breath before turning and striding to the door on the other side of the room. He opened it and disappeared into the darkness.
A/N: hnnng this is not my best work. Sorry for the hella long wait guys. I've just been stressed. It's super hot where I am, I'm drowning in schoolwork, and my Bio teacher is such a bitch she makes me want to quit. So, yeah, some stuff went down in this chapter. Will their relationship be okay after this? Who knows? Not me! And for anyone interested, Penny's counter spell is unlock in Latin. Please review! Thanks so much for reading!