A/n: I really wanted to get a chapter out by Halloween. Unfortunately, not everything always goes as planed. I actually had the third chapter completely written out, but I realized I wanted to add another one before it, something so we could delve in to Klarion's character more, so that is one reason for the delay.
The other is, like mentioned in the chapter before, the fact that I started up classes at Uni again and have less time than before to do personal things, like write and draw.

"The Covenant"

Chapter 03: I'm keeping her

The girls head went limp in his grip, making Klarion let out a chuckle "It's a pity toys tend to break so easy."

Now that he didn't have to worry about the girl trying to blast him in to other dimensions, he took his time and examined her more closely. She was petite, with short, light hair. When he first saw her, he took notice of her almond-shaped, brown eyes. She wore a simple white blouse and a black dress over it, nothing too flashy.

If he wasn't a witness to what she was capable of, he would have deemed her as completely and utterly boring.

But boring people didn't have magic strong enough to take a Lord of Chaos off guard.

Teekl walked up to him and rubbed her head against his leg. Klarion looked down at his familiar, the cat jumping in to his arms when she knew that she had his full attention. Teekl and what Klarion guessed was the girls familiar were incased in a battle, but as soon as the winged creature saw the downfall of its master, it took of, most likely planning on finding an ally to help as soon as it has regrouped and healed. It could fly, the damned fiend, therefore his beloved Teekl could not follow after it.

Not like it mattered. The pesky bird posed no threat to him whatsoever.

Teekl let out a meow and Klarion snorted "Yes, I know she is a witch! And an incredibly strong one, to say the least." he let out a huff and moved his hand in a circular motion, a transparent crimson bubble forming around the girls body and lifting her in to the air.

"Klarion!" the mentioned boy barely moved his head in Kent's direction "If you dare harm her in any way, I'll-…" the old man trailed off, before breathing out a laugh "Actually, if you do harm her, chances are she'll return it twice as hard."

The Witch-boy finally turned to face Kent Nelson, taking a few steps towards him, the bubble with the unconscious girl floating after him "You! Old man! Answer me! What is this girl? People from the Earthly plane aren't supposed to be as skilled with magic as she is."

"I hate to tell you this, but you're wrong, kid." Nelson told the boy "And that girl right there is living proof. I should know!"

Klarion scoffed "You expect me to believe you were the one who trained her to achieve such power?"

Kent seemed to hold in a sneer "And wrong again, Witch Boy. Her power was awaken long before I became her guardian. Her magic was running wild, uncontrollable, reacting to her emotions. I was the one who merely taught her how to control her magic."

The Witch Boy turned his gaze back to the girl passed out inside his magical bubble. How boring! Why would anyone want to tame uncontrollable and wild magic? That was the best kind of magic!

He felt it! For that small moment when she released all her rage at Abra, he could feel it! Such raw, uncontainable magic! It was beyond beautiful, a gorgeous rhythm of magical energy pulsating from her angered form, washing over him completely. For a few moments, Klarion was so overcome by it; stuck in an almost drunken daze. He barely managed to snap out of it in time to stop the girl from annihilating Abra from existence.

Klarion then remembered how unnaturally quickly her magic seemed to drain the longer she used it…It seemed to weaken with every attack.

The boy raised his hand, placing it on the crimson orb, the girl inside not moving aside from her chest slowly rising in the rhythm of her breathing. He narrowed his eyes, annoyed.

"Control?" he spat "You speak of control, yet all I see is someone whose power has been put under a seal, forbidden from using her full potential!" Klarion felt his anger rise at the simple thought of it "Afraid of a little girl, geezer? No wonder you have been Nabu's host body for so long, you're just like him! The same type of pathetic coward, afraid of every single thing he can't control!"

"Do not speak of things you do not know, Witch Boy!" Kent raised his voice, Klarion finally getting on his last nerve "Hannah's situation is too complex to be taken lightly; I suggest you do not delve in to it any further."

Klarion moved his hand, the palm still pressed on the surface of the magical bubble, letting it stop right above her face. He examined the unconscious girl inside for a few moments, before a laugh left his lips "As if you could tell me what to do, geezer!"

"She isn't your blood, yet you care as if she were your kin." Klarion let out in a sickeningly sweet voice "You never had children, did you, old man? By the time you decided to finally stop using The Helmet, your dear love has already passed; the dream of having a family with her dying as well. Then you found this girl with extraordinary magical potential and thought you could raise her as your own~"

He turned around, now fully facing Kent, a grin full of malice etched on to his lips

"I hope you had fun playing family with her, because once this is over and I have finally destroyed The Helmet, I'm keeping her."

This would have to do.

Klarion found a small dressing room; perfect for keeping his new toy! At least for the time being.

Teekl let out a meow and jumped out of Klarions arms, taking careful steps around the debris scattered on the room floor. She sniffed her surroundings before scrunching up her nose, turning around to give Klarion a judging stare.

"Don't worry; I'll take care of it." The boy let out. He snapped his fingers, summoning a small whirlwind; it picked up dust and debris from all over the room, leaving at least partly cleaner floors. "Happy?"

The familiar let out a small meow.

"Good. Not that she'll care much about her living conditions anyway." Klarion said, walking further in to the room, the orb behind him. He moved his hand, the orb mimicking his movement, so now it was located in front of him "I'm pretty sure she'll worry more about trying to find ways to escape."

He set her down gently, the bubble dispersing as soon as she was safe on the ground. He reached out his hand towards a nearby curtain hanging off the wall and it sprung to life, ripping itself in to long strips. The long strip of fabric slithered down on to the floor, towards the girl, wrapping tightly around her wrists and binding them together.

"Until her magic comes back, that should do the trick of keeping her…away from trouble." Klarion chuckled. Teekl walked up next to him, jumping on to his shoulders. Klarion reached up and petted his beloved familiar "And when her magic does come back, I'll just make sure this room is magic-proof."

Teekl meowed and Klarion let out a laugh in return "Oh, it sure will be fun, won't it, Teekl?" he giggled "I can't wait to see just how deep her magic potential can go."

Oh yes.

Klarion was going to have so much fun with his new toy.

a/n: Yes, I know, it's a short chapter after a wait. Boo me. Haha.
Anyway, I would really love to hear some feedback on this story in general. So, I want to ask you all to leave a review and tell me what you think so far. I live on comments; that way I can know what I need to do and what I need to fix, what people like and what they don't like.
Please and thank you!