Here is the second part to my teaser of my up coming story called "Puppets".

Part 1: At the end of my story "Mercy".

Part 3: At the end of my story "Buried".

Part 4: The last part will be at the end of my story "I Will Never Forget".

Hope you enjoy.

Eternal Sleep

Part 2

The old woman stood huddled in one of the corners of the obsidian room, her furs wrapped tightly around her. Carefully, she removed the dragonhead headdress and placed it gently on the floor to reveal her wiry gray hair. She turned around and looked at her reflection in the shiny stonewalls like a mirror. She had become paler in these last few days.

The crone heard the metal door swing open and closed behind her but did not turn to see the tall-scarred man standing just inside the door. He was silent, waiting for her permission to speak. She took her time. Reaching up with a bony finger, she ran it along her face. There was a small cracking sound. She hissed as a long crack appeared in her aged skin.

"I need more souls." Her voice was crackly. "If I am to keep on living I need more souls." She turned around to face the scarred man, not mercy written anywhere on her face.

"Milady, I have personally caught the two you requested. Those two young women if I am correct." His face gave away no emotion.

"Yes those are the ones." Her eyes narrowed. "There is something troubling you. Speak up."

"If I might say Milady. These two young women were very close with two of the Fates if I am not mistaken."

"That is correct." She looked him up and down, trying to guess where he was going with this.

"Atropos, the third sister, you have her here somewhere. Would it not be dangerous having them so close? She is unstable to begin with."

"There is no need to worry. They will not cause any problems." The old woman traced the crack in her face. "I need those souls."

"I understand."

"There are only a few more souls I need you to collect and then the fun can begin. I want this done as quickly as possible." She ordered. He turned to leave but before he was out the door she added. "Remember, you must not be seen. Not yet."

"Yes, Milady." He bowed and exited the room, leaving her alone once more.

She looked back to the wall, her face moved stiffly into a smirk. "There is no need to worry. I have a very special room made for them. They will not be able to interfere."

Another crack appeared running along her face. She screeched and scratched at the wall where her image was reflected, making four long scratch marks. She took a deep breath and straightened her back as much as she could, regaining her composer.

"It won't be long now." The crone waved her hand over the obsidian. The stone rippled and the face of a young girl in a bird's mask appeared. "You're next my dear." She licked her lips and waved her hand for the image to change.

Now she could see two coffins with glass lids where two young women slept, one with long wavy black hair and the other with short brown hair, a long scar running under one of her eyes.

"They will not be able to interfere. I will save you both for later." She sucked in a sharp breath, her eyes rolling back into her head.

She grinned a toothy grin. "Soon I will have my feast and I shall live forever."

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