Shout out to KateLovesToWrite who is now my Beta Reader. Thank you. Go check out her stories: Rising Tides, and Breaking Waves. They are really good stories. Also, check out QueenofDarknessTheFlowing. Do not own.
Emerald's P.O.V.
I wake up and shift, trying to get my bearings. The movement causes cold metal to bite into my skin. I realized I was hanging by my wrists, chains suspending them from the ceiling. Fear spikes through my body and I let out a scream. As the last echo of my scream dies out, my so-called brother walks in.
"Where am I? Tell me now!" I demanded.
"That is quite the demand, seeing as you're my prisoner." Garrison chuckled.
"Why are you doing this? I'm your-"
"-Liar," Garrison interrupted. "You said we were no longer family." He stepped closer, looking into my eyes. "Emerald, when you see a winning side, you take it. Join us."
I weighed all my options. If I refused, Garrison would either keep me chained or kill me. No one knew where I was, including myself, so no rescue was coming. That left one terrible option left. I hung my head in defeat.
"I'll join you," I said quietly.
Garrison laughed. "Wow. I didn't know you had it in you to betray someone." He stepped forward to release me.
I kept my head low, hiding the tears that were filling my eyes. I knew what I had to do, but that didn't make it any easier. Garrison released the chains and I dropped to the ground. He offered a hand to help me up. Knowing I didn't have another choice, I acted. I quickly pulled the knife, courtesy of Jessica, out of my shoe and drove it into Garrison's gut. The betrayal in his eyes tore at my heart.
"I'm sorry, brother." The tears in my eyes overflowed, drenching my cheeks. I clutched Garrison to my chest as the life slowly drained from him. Sobs racked my body as I realized what I had done. 'I just murdered my brother.'
I stayed there on the floor, clutching his body as sobs spilled forth until I no longer felt his pulse. I knew Garrison was gone. My breath caught in my throat, refusing to escape. I couldn't breathe. Stumbling to my feet, I ran. I burst out of the abandoned building and kept going, tears blurring my vision. I was still in New York City but other than that, I was lost. Pumping my arms, I pushed my body to go faster. I didn't know where I was going, I just need to get away. Away from the building, away from Garrison's body, away from the murder I had just committed. I didn't see the sidewalk in front of me, all I saw was Garrison's eyes as the life drained from him. I didn't realize I had run into someone until a man shouted, "Watch where you're going!"
"Emerald, where have you been? And where's that blood coming from?" Someone asked.
Next thing I knew, Mallory was in front of me. It took a second for me to understand what she said. I looked down and realized I was covered in Garrison's blood. My sobs grew louder and more violent. My knees grew weak and buckled beneath me. I sobbed in the middle of the street, not caring who saw or what they thought. Mallory was speaking to me but I couldn't hear her. A haze took over my mind, blurring my sight and dimming my hearing. I kept reliving Garrison's death, over and over. The stabbing, the blood, the betrayal, the hurt. I felt two sets of arms wrap around me, cradling me. I dimly heard the sounds of screams ringing out across the street. Someone was speaking, probably telling me to calm down. It was only then that I realized I was the one screaming. As if in reflex, my mouth snapped shut- silencing the screams. Tears silently ran down my cheeks as I sat in utter silence. What was there to say? I sat there, staring, reliving. It was like my own personal horror movie on repeat. A sharp slap across my face brought me back to reality. A scared-looking Sam knelt in front of me.
"What is wrong with you? Are you crazy? You had me worried sick!"
I barely registered Sam's questions. My mouth opened and closed several times before I managed to say, "I killed my own brother."
"What?" Sam asked.
"I killed him, okay!" I shouted.
Sam walks away and pulls out her phone to make a call. I glance around at out surroundings. I sat on the ground in a dirty alley. My body shivered, but I didn't know if it was the weather or shock. Twenty minutes later, Magnus was holding me. I pulled him close and kissed him, desperately needing the comfort. Magnus pulled away a few minutes later.
"Let's get you cleaned up," he whispered.
Nodding my head, I let him lead me back to the hotel. As soon as we got to our room, I headed for the shower. I turned the knob to its coldest setting and violently scrubbed my skin. I couldn't stand Garrison's blood on my body. I stayed in there for over an hour until Magnus came and shut the water off. He wrapped a towel around my wet body and picked me up, carrying me to the bed. He gently laid me down and looked into my eyes.
"I love you, Emerald. Talk to me about what happened." He pleaded.
I sniffled and whimpered, "I killed my brother."
Once again, tears ran down my face as the overwhelming grief and guilt washed over me. Magnus pulled me into his arms and kissed me passionately. I needed to forget. Stradling his lap, I forced my tongue into his mouth. I pushed him back on the bed, making him lie down and began removing his clothes...
Jessica's P.O.V.
'My, my, my... I didn't think she had it in her. She IS evil,' I thought with a laugh. I made my report to Lord Surt.
"Master, she has it in her. I think we should bring her into our army. It would break the little hero's heart."
"Yes, we shall pursue her. It would bring me happiness to see him in pain." Lord Surt agreed.
'Finally, I might have a friend here.' I thought.
"Give him a week of happiness, then we take her." Lord Surt commanded. "Also, bring back her brother as soon as possible.
