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Chapter 26: The Impossible Choice

Surprisingly, I felt no pain once I hit the floor. I stood up, but none of the crates moved out of my way. I think I went through them. I went behind the crates to try to figure out what the hell was going on. I lifted up my arm, and it was smoke. I was made of smoke. I watched as it solidified. I was me again, or so I thought.

The first thing I noticed was that my cloths had changed. I wore a white blouse that showed off my, now ample, breasts, a black hip hugger skirt, and silver pumps. I was much taller. If I had to guess, with the pumps, I'd say that I was six foot four. I felt my hair reach all the way down to my back. I grabbed it to examine it, it was like spun silver. What the fuck just happened?! I thought to myself. And I knew that there was only one way to find out what exactly just happened.

"Basta. Go get that runt out of the pile. Your knife can taste her blood first." Saint Dane commanded. I prepared myself.

"Where the hell did?!" Basta began to ask as I ran out from behind the crates and kicked him in the nuts.

"Damn you Bitch!" He yelled in pain.

"Sir, do you need any help." The crewman asked from the other side of the door.

"No, that won't be necessary." Saint Dane said. He had not taken his eyes off of me since I had revealed myself. He looked away from me to Lizzy, and began to laugh. It was a hollow, empty laugh. Once he had recovered he slapped Lizzy across the face.

"Try another stunt like that and it won't be my hand." He threatened.

"No, you won't. We are going to be more civilized this time around. This time you will explain what you want me to do. No more guessing games and no lies. You may be a master at the art of hiding your emotions," I said slowly advancing until I was a few feet from him. We would have been the same height, had I not been wearing heels, and that made me feel like I had the advantage. His pupils contracted about a millimeter.

"But there will always be a hint somewhere. Like right now, you appear to be cool and collected on the outside, but your eyes give you away. You're scared of me. Things aren't going as planned. And you are no longer in control. I'll be asking the questions, and you will be the one to answer. Am I understood?" I asked. Crap, I really hope this bluff works.

"And why would I do that?" He asked.

"Do you really want me as an enemy?" I asked. He said nothing. He searched my eyes for a weakness, a waver in my will. I forced my body to calm down, much like he did, but I was better at it. He said nothing. His eyes darted behind me. I heard a click of a boot.

"Move any closer Basta, and you will receive two kicks." I commanded. The clicking stopped.

"I thought that we were going to be civilized." Dane caved.

"Perhaps you should remind Basta that civility does not mean sneaking up on your adversary when their back is turned." I said as I turned to return to my seat. Lizzy and Eric were wide eyed.

All Eric could say was," Damn."

"You never had a large vocabulary did you Eric? Don't worry, I'm still me." I said with a false smile. That seemed to relieve him a little bit. If only it were that easy. I took my seat between Eric and Lizzy.

"Tell me, what is this job you want me to do?" I asked.

"Do you really want to start with that question, Elizabeth? I thought you were going to ask who I was?" He asked.

"Just start talking." I replied.

"You are just like me. It's remarkable, actually." He began.

"What do you mean by that?" I asked.

"I wouldn't expect you to remember, you were so young then. You see, you're my baby sister." He said trying to be genuine, but I saw straight through it. His pupils may have dilated, but his jugular was very stressed. Thank you poker.

"Really? That is what you are going to open with. I mean, wonderful performance, very convincing. But, I thought I told you to cut the crap." I said.

"Impressive. Alright then, I would like your help to create new worlds. You could have any world you wanted and make it your own. We are immortal, Elizabeth. We would rule for all eternity." He explained, except this time he was telling the truth.

"What is that all worth? If my soul is torn to shreds, and even if it wasn't, it wouldn't be worth it. Everyone would waste away, turn to dust, and my heart would shatter. And even if we did succeed, you still wouldn't be a god." I replied, using the same cold voice he had used on Lizzy. That seemed to be the last straw. His face filled with anger. He snapped his fingers and Basta pulled Eric out of his chair, drew his knife, and put it to Eric's neck.

"Just so you understand, know where your fake family is, I know every friend you've ever had, I even know every person you've ever looked at. If you join me, they live. I you don't I will personally take my time and slowly murder them one, by one. In this briefcase there is a bomb. I will set it off if you do not comply. And to add onto that, you will go with Basta to his home, properly named the Devil's Village. There you will die, every day. You will feel the pain that your so called friends will feel. Have I made myself clear, or do you want me to describe it in greater detail?" He threatened. I couldn't say anything to that. All of my worst fears were realized. Either way, everything that was dear to me would be gone. She was right, he finds your weakness, the one thing you can't live without, and forces you to choose. This truly was an Impossible Choice.

"Don't!" Eric yelped as Basta pressed the knife harder against his skin. That strengthened my resolve.

"Have I made myself clear?" He asked.

"Crystal." I replied.

"And?"

"I choose the lesser of two evils. You lose Dane." I replied.

"Very well." He replied as he pulled a dart from his pant pocket. He stood up, walked around the table, and stabbed me in the neck. I began to feel dizzy, I was losing focus. I couldn't move. I felt myself slide out of the chair, where Dane caught me. I heard Eric screaming my name. I tried to fight it. I heard Eric scream out in pain, as my vision went black. And that was the last time I would hear his voice.

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