Chapter Twenty-Six: King of the World

I expected to be subject to excruciating pain. Any and all terrible sensations would be a start, alas, nothing but awkward eye contact. I gulped and squeezed the ring in my hand. He opened his mouth, but no sound came. I've never seen him speechless. Ever. If there was ever a time to run away, it would be now, but I can't move my legs.

He screeched and shot his arms out to grab me.

I apparated; nowhere impressive or really that safe, just to the door. He looked at me with confusion and started to apparate, too, so I decided to pop around the house. I started to run and jump between apparating until I figured I'd go ahead and just stop my efforts; confuse him a bit.

Marv apparated several feet away from me and stared at me with pure bewilderment. He whispered, "What are you doing?"

I shrugged and whispered back, "What are you doing?"

He sighed and shrugged.

I tossed the ring at him.

He caught it.

I stared at him.

He stared at me.

He ran and apparated at the same time. I took a step back, but his run carried with him; he slammed into me, his fingers inches into the flesh of my shoulders. "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?"

I punched him in the throat to get him away from him. He stumbled back as I shouted, "I'LL DO AS I PLEASE!"

He slammed his body against me as if in a game of football. We crashed into the wall as he screamed, "I'M THE FUCKING KING OF THE WORLD! WHO ARE YOU?"

I went to push him away from me, but he apparated us to a hall not recognizable by me. People jumped away from their seats and did their best to duck out of the way when he literally threw me onto a table. He screamed again, "I AM THE KING OF THE WORLD! WHO ARE YOU?"

I jumped back up and shouted, "SOME ONE WHO'S BEEN WAITING TO SLAP YOU AROUND!"

He laughed at me.

I apparated right in front of him and popped him in the face.

He stumbled backward.

I laughed.

He glared at me and immediately started to perform dark magic.

I laughed again, easily blocking his curses. "I've lived with you for decades, but you don't think that I've learned the ways of dark magic?"

His shrill, low laugh penetrated my every pore. His perfectly plump lips stretched into a sinister smirk. His chiseled chin sunk into his chest before his hiss filled the hall, "Oh, I know you learned, but you've learned by watching my practices."

I braced myself.

He cackled.

I held my breath.

He arched his back, threw his head and arms back, and laughed while a cloud darker than night erupted out of his chest.

I gulped.

The cloud quickly wrapped around me. He swung his body from the hips up, moving his arms all around; the cloud followed his movements exactly. I couldn't see or hear or smell or taste or breathe.

He laughed at my fear and survival dilemma.

I peed a little.

He stopped torturing me and sighed, "Go clean yourself up."

I snapped and pointed my right index finger at him, "OH FUCK YOU! LIKE YOU WOULDN'T PEE YOUR PANTS?"

Someone snickered.

Marv turned to crucio them, but I apparated to the nearest undisturbed table and grabbed a butter knife. I transfigured it into a large butcher knife and stared at him while tightly gripping the handle. His nostrils flared while he breathed in deeply. "Tell me, Neema," he sighed and semi-sat on top of the table behind him, "aren't you doubtful of your immortality?"

I leaned against the table behind me, but I didn't respond to him.

He smirked and continued, "If you could take off the ring, does that mean you are mortal?"

I laughed and bent forward a bit from my waist, "My kids are grown and safe from you, as are their kids. I don't care if I live or die."

His chortle made me puke a little. "Suicide'll send you to Hell."

I laughed, "Because I'm not already there."

He rolled his eyes.

Then I smirked.

He looked curious then a tad bit fearful. He rushed out, "What's so humorous?"

My smirk grew; I whispered, "If I can take the ring off, then can't I be the one to kill me?"

He stayed silent.

I laughed and stood up straight, "I never needed you!" I pressed the backs of my hands against my hips, "You never held any actual power over me!"

He started to say something.

I didn't wait.

A/N: Sorry this took so long! I've been overwhelmed with classwork, actual work, and scholarship stuff. Please review!

Kaye M: I'd never abandon my baby.3 haha. But...I don't believe I've spelt "raped" wrong this entire series... Exactly how would I spell it versus how I've been spelling it?

ShadowLugiaOfTheSeas: :) It's my baby.33

Justcallmezari: I'm glad you like my fanfic. I've put a lot of effort into making it as original as I could with the set of characters I have.