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Chapter 5- Juste Confronts Himself
I walked up the stairs in a sensible pace and came upon a long dark corridor. It was so difficult to see that I couldn't tell where the corridor ended or what was in it. What evils awaited me in the dark? I didn't know so I kept the whip limply beside me, ready to lash out at anything that happened to show itself. There is nothing wrong with being prepared.
As I walked through the corridor I noticed that one side had tall windows. The windows gave me easy access to look out into the night. The darkness of the night looked so peaceful. What an illusion compared to what had been going on in the castle. The castle had been anything but peaceful this far. I had already fought a group of vampires and I knew that wasn't the end of it. There was going to be one big battle between me and Maxim. The other side of the corridor had tall mirrors on the wall, that occasionally as I walked by I caught sight of my reflection.
The corridor apparently was deserted, there was nothing lurking in the dark. Just as I passed the last mirror, I froze in front of it. Something in the corner of my eye had caught my attention about my reflection. I stared at my reflection. I looked normal, but something wasn't feeling right.
I continued to look myself over when my reflection's face gave me a sly smile. Strange, I wasn't smiling; there was nothing to be amused about. I took a few steps back when I noticed my reflection was moving forward. It was coming out of the mirror! Still smirking at me, with its glowing eyes it stood in front of me.
"What devilry is this?" I demanded, while I got into a fighting stance.
My replica just stared with that silly grin still on its face. He didn't say a word or make any type of sound.
"What is the meaning of this? Can't you speak?" I yelled at him. I was getting very annoyed.
He laughed manically and suddenly before my eyes he began to shift. My double's face began to twist and contort as it melted into a rotting corpse. What this creature was I didn't know. I had never witnessed something like this. When he was finished changing, he was an ugly disheveled thing. He wore tattered clothes, body armor and he also had a sword. And boy did he reek! The smell was overwhelming. All my years of training and discipline kept me in control of myself, so I wouldn't lose the contents of my stomach.
He lunged at me and I quickly moved away. I brought my whip forward and it intertwined itself with his sword. I pulled on my whip to try and pull the sword away from him but he was too strong. Instead through the struggle that followed, he successfully tore the whip from my hands. Damn it! Through goes my main weapon, I thought as I saw the whip fly in the air and land with a thud on the darkened floor. Where it landed I didn't notice, because the corpse was moving in for another attack.
I started to summon my magic, causing the blue light to envelope me, when suddenly the light vanished. I tried to call my magic forward again and nothing happened. None of my magical spells worked as I summoned them.
The corpse began to laugh hysterically at me. I turned my face to look directly at him. "What's so funny?" I asked him.
He held out an amulet with his hand showing it to me. "This protects me from magic. You're wasting your time, by trying to destroy me with it." He told me and he laughed again.
Great. Just great. My whip was gone and I couldn't use magic on him. The choices to defend myself were getting limited. Suddenly I got an idea. He wasn't a vampire, but I would have to try it. I reached into my bag and pulled out a vial of holy water, throwing it on him. It wasn't burning him, but the distraction worked.
As he dealt with the holy water I had thrown on him, I ran to find my whip. I searched for it frantically but I couldn't seem to find it. In my franticness I didn't notice when the corpse had come over beside me. He stood above me and before I could do anything he attacked me.
The last thing I heard was, "You're lucky they said they wanted you alive." And then the world went black.
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