"Vayamos! Andale!" Jimena yelled, running as fast a she could,
dragging her three friends behind her. Serena glanced back just for a
second, making sure that they were actually leaving the crowd of Followers
behind, along with the cold fire of imortality, causing her to trip,
yelping in pain. Vanessa and Catty turned back to get her but she yelled
to them.
"Get out of here! Now!! Go with Jimena, she knows the way out! Vayamos! Andale!" Reluctantly, Catty grabbed Vanessa's hand, dragging her away from Serena. Tears glisened from the moonlight, streaming down both Goddesses cheeks as they left their best friend, fellow Goddess and Daughter of the Moon, behind them.
"Well, well. What have we here? A Goddess perhaps?" Zahi. The memory of Zahi forcing her into the Cold Fire, her turning on her friends, and almost killing Jimena not long ago came racing back at her, making her heart pound, fear taking over. No Fear. Collin's saying, and Serena longed for the comforting voice of her brother, and the way he made her troubles disapear.
"Stanton will be pleased, as well as the Atrox." He grabbed her wrists, pulling her up, forcing her towards the cold fire once more. She struggled, but it did no good.
"Lecta! Lecta! Lecta!" The chant rose above the crowd of Followers, overpowering the roar of the fire. Lecta-, the chosen one, the one to betray the Daughters, another Daughter willing to become a Follower, to destroy the others.
"Welcome to my world!" Zahi snarled, tearing off her moon amulet, and thrust her deep into the cold flames. She cried, her tears becoming small ice crystals, the flames licked at her hair, and encircled her wrists, the coldness piercing her bones. It's impossible to escape now Goddess, you're now the Goddess of Witches, our leader.
"O Mater Luna, Regina nocis, adiuvo me nunc." The prayer tumbled clumsily from her lips, and she knew it was over.
"Ten cuidado. Be careful. . . . My friends." With that she let the fire engulf her, burning away her mortality, giving her eternal life, no longer one of her friends. She was now the enemy, sworn to destroy the Daughters of the Moon. Serena smiled deviously, loving the way the Followers, Her Followers chanted her name.
"Lecta. . Yes, the chosen one. Me." She let the phrase glid off her tongue, and glared at Zahi, laying on his back on the ground, looking more terrified of her than the Regulators.
"Maybe you will earn a place among us after all Zahi. Maybe." She touched her index and forefinger to his forehead, the symbol of fire igniting on pale flesh. He grimaced in pain, and others stared in jealously.
"Bring me Stanton. Fail me and die." Zahi nodded, standing up and disappearing. Serena licked a canine anxiously, already tasting victory over the Daughters.
"Come Goddesses, bring your power. It will do you no good. I rule now."
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Catty leaned against the car, Vanessa sitting cross-legged on the ground, Jimena sitting in the worn leather seats, the door hanging open.
"Is there anything we can do?" Vanessa asked, a choked sob racking her body. No one answered.
"She can't be gone," Catty added, glancing at the silver cresent moon that hung in an unspoken warning.
"Who knows," Jimena snapped angriely. "She's loca now." Vanessa looked up to meet Jimena's eyes wearingly.
"We can't leave her there, not a second time. Id quod factum est, infectum esse potest. What has been done can be undone. Serena said so herself."
"Que hay que hacer? Shouldn't we do something?" Catty's voice cracked with saddness, and it took everything Jimena had not to start crying.
"No, not yet. It'll be peligroso. Too dangerous." Fear danced in Vanessa's eyes, and she felt silly to ask, but she had to know.
"Then what do we do?" Jimena stared at the cultavating black-blue sky with worry filled eyes.
"We wait. And hope that it comes to us."
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"Well if this doesn't work, I don't know what will Catty." Julia Kithic handed her best friend the slip of light blue paper cautiously. The letters were scrolled in a glittery gold color, still shining, waiting to dry.
"I hope it comes in handy for you. And good luck in rescuing your friend Serena." Catty glanced at the gold letters, reading silently.
"Here withing the healing circle,
Bathe in light, & pain dispel.
All that sickens, all that troubles,
Wash away & be made well."
"I hope so too Julia, I hope so too."
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"Get out of here! Now!! Go with Jimena, she knows the way out! Vayamos! Andale!" Reluctantly, Catty grabbed Vanessa's hand, dragging her away from Serena. Tears glisened from the moonlight, streaming down both Goddesses cheeks as they left their best friend, fellow Goddess and Daughter of the Moon, behind them.
"Well, well. What have we here? A Goddess perhaps?" Zahi. The memory of Zahi forcing her into the Cold Fire, her turning on her friends, and almost killing Jimena not long ago came racing back at her, making her heart pound, fear taking over. No Fear. Collin's saying, and Serena longed for the comforting voice of her brother, and the way he made her troubles disapear.
"Stanton will be pleased, as well as the Atrox." He grabbed her wrists, pulling her up, forcing her towards the cold fire once more. She struggled, but it did no good.
"Lecta! Lecta! Lecta!" The chant rose above the crowd of Followers, overpowering the roar of the fire. Lecta-, the chosen one, the one to betray the Daughters, another Daughter willing to become a Follower, to destroy the others.
"Welcome to my world!" Zahi snarled, tearing off her moon amulet, and thrust her deep into the cold flames. She cried, her tears becoming small ice crystals, the flames licked at her hair, and encircled her wrists, the coldness piercing her bones. It's impossible to escape now Goddess, you're now the Goddess of Witches, our leader.
"O Mater Luna, Regina nocis, adiuvo me nunc." The prayer tumbled clumsily from her lips, and she knew it was over.
"Ten cuidado. Be careful. . . . My friends." With that she let the fire engulf her, burning away her mortality, giving her eternal life, no longer one of her friends. She was now the enemy, sworn to destroy the Daughters of the Moon. Serena smiled deviously, loving the way the Followers, Her Followers chanted her name.
"Lecta. . Yes, the chosen one. Me." She let the phrase glid off her tongue, and glared at Zahi, laying on his back on the ground, looking more terrified of her than the Regulators.
"Maybe you will earn a place among us after all Zahi. Maybe." She touched her index and forefinger to his forehead, the symbol of fire igniting on pale flesh. He grimaced in pain, and others stared in jealously.
"Bring me Stanton. Fail me and die." Zahi nodded, standing up and disappearing. Serena licked a canine anxiously, already tasting victory over the Daughters.
"Come Goddesses, bring your power. It will do you no good. I rule now."
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Catty leaned against the car, Vanessa sitting cross-legged on the ground, Jimena sitting in the worn leather seats, the door hanging open.
"Is there anything we can do?" Vanessa asked, a choked sob racking her body. No one answered.
"She can't be gone," Catty added, glancing at the silver cresent moon that hung in an unspoken warning.
"Who knows," Jimena snapped angriely. "She's loca now." Vanessa looked up to meet Jimena's eyes wearingly.
"We can't leave her there, not a second time. Id quod factum est, infectum esse potest. What has been done can be undone. Serena said so herself."
"Que hay que hacer? Shouldn't we do something?" Catty's voice cracked with saddness, and it took everything Jimena had not to start crying.
"No, not yet. It'll be peligroso. Too dangerous." Fear danced in Vanessa's eyes, and she felt silly to ask, but she had to know.
"Then what do we do?" Jimena stared at the cultavating black-blue sky with worry filled eyes.
"We wait. And hope that it comes to us."
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"Well if this doesn't work, I don't know what will Catty." Julia Kithic handed her best friend the slip of light blue paper cautiously. The letters were scrolled in a glittery gold color, still shining, waiting to dry.
"I hope it comes in handy for you. And good luck in rescuing your friend Serena." Catty glanced at the gold letters, reading silently.
"Here withing the healing circle,
Bathe in light, & pain dispel.
All that sickens, all that troubles,
Wash away & be made well."
"I hope so too Julia, I hope so too."
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