Day 33
3 days til Christmas
Thank you for the reviews.
To hollyhobbit101: Good luck in your exams as well.
This is one story where my internet history got a little interesting.
Title: Demons
Characters: Morgause, Morgana
Paring: N/A
Word Count: 364
Summary: Maybe Morgana wasn't the same person that she was in the earlier series. What if Morgause had to do something drastic to save her?
She couldn't save her. After everything she gave up, she couldn't save her. The body was dead but she knew that the soul was still alive but it wouldn't be for much longer. Morgause tore the books off the shelf. She knew that there was a spell that could save her, one that she had been told never to use. There were many spells that she was told not to use unless in an emergency but this one spell was one she had to ask about herself and was told to forget. Morgause found the right page and brought the book over to her dying sister. This was the only way to save her.
As she said the spell, she could feel why she had been told never to use it. All she could feel was black magic, a darker magic that she had ever used. She watched with awe and horror as a portal opened up and a claw came out of it, digging into the stone floor. She watched as the demon pulled it way out of the underworld. He started to explore his new surrounding, nose close to the floor. He awkwardly walked on all fours, his spine curling up at his shoulders. The demon made his way over to Morgana. Morgause was sure that he could smell death. He looked at her and she finished the spell. It was the only way she could save her. She watched as the demon clambered up onto the table and stood over Morgana before entering her body. Morgause ran over to Morgana as she let out a sharp gasp. She turned her to look at her. Her green eyes were red before they turned black.
She was her puppet. She wanted them to be on equal grounds but that serving boy hadn't helped things. Morgana was Morgause's puppet because of the demon that had taken over her body and soul. There were times when she thought that she could see her younger sister but had to bat away the thought. Her sister was never going to come back. It was his fault and he would pay for it.