Revenge

NOWEL

I opened my eyes to see myself surrounded by dead leaves and plants. In front of me was a small puddle of water that was black and dense. I couldn't even see my reflection. The clouds above me were dark and flashes of lightning and thunder could be heard and seen from afar. The air was thick and the smell of it was bad.

A mirror appeared beside me and gasped at my reflection. My flesh was burnt and covered in ash and my wrist and ankles were bound in silver chain. I was horrified by my predicament.

I tried freeing myself from the chains but it was no use. My cloth was covered in ash and my feet were bare.

The booming sound of thunder behind me scared the hell out of me causing me to fall into the dark puddle of water. I was immersed in the dark, sliming substance. I screamed and gasped in fright as I struggled to get out of the water.

I stilled as my eyes landed on an iron gate. On it was written in block letters; WELCOME TO HELL.

I screamed back to reality. Air flooded my lungs again as I gradually became conscious.

I opened my eyes slowly and realized that I was on my bed, covered in heavy blankets and all that was a terrible dream.

I pulled myself up into a sitting position, my throat burning with thirst, I looked around but there was nothing to quench my thirst. I was weak, so weak.

What happened to me?

My heart raced as the door opened and a familiar figure walked in. It was Illinois. He came close and stood beside my bed, on the right side.

''It's been three days since Michael brought you in here unconscious,'' He said.

M-M-M...Michael? He is awake?

''You were bleeding seriously from your nose and we had to order the royal physician to stay with you all night. Last night, we thought you'd...die since he found no pulse. But you gave us hope this morning when we found one. I am glad to have you back.''

I nodded as my throat continued to burn with thirst. I pressed my palms on my neck to try and soothe the burning sensation.

''I guess...exiling you was a bad idea.'' He said while sitting down on my bed very close to me. ''Did you remember what happened to you? Were you attacked?''

I shook my head. No, I wasn't. I do not know what happened to me. I just...

''Alright, don't worry. We will try and find out and get back to you later. Right now, I need you to rest.'' He said while standing up to his feet.

''And, you won't be exiled anymore. I would find a way to punish you for attempting to...murder your husband without risking your life. I'll send someone later to attend to your needs. Please, rest.'' And he left my room.

I sighed at the thought of them still believing that I tried to kill Gorgeous. Oh, I can't wait to recover fully and meet Caroline and convince her to tell the truth. Also, to see Hazel and the white wizard's reaction when I exposed them to the whole world.

God, I need water.

The door opened again and my eyes almost fell off at who walked in this time. My heart beat rapidly at the last time I saw him walk on his two feet and not on the bed and unconscious.

I smiled as tears of joy formed in my eyes as he stood mightily beside me. He is okay.

''H-h...how did you...''

''How did I make it? yes, I survived.'' He replied harshly. I gulped. I guess he is not in a good mood.

''I am so glad that-''

''Meet me by the fountain by tomorrow. Don't make me wait for you.''

My jaw dropped at his behavior and the way he stormed out of the room as if being in there for another second would end his life.

I blinked, what was that all about?

.

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It's like Mother Nature has refused to warm up the earth a little. My bones are shaking and I'm pretty sure that my internal organs are freezing. I should have worn four cloaks instead of two and an extra pair of gloves and socks. I tried my best to make my way toward the fountain in the snow.

Why can't we talk or do whatever he wants us to do inside? I shook my head, this is pure wickedness.

I got to the fountain and found Gorgeous there waiting for me already. This should be good.

I stood in front of him and cleared my throat, ''You called, and...here I am.''

''Hazel and the White wizard are dead.''

My eyes widen, ''What?!''

''You killed them in an unforgiving way.''

My throat went dry as my stomach turned, ''What?''

''You. killed. both of them.''

I was confused and paralyzed with shock. I have only ever wanted them to stop pursuing Michael or keep them as far away as possible but...murdering them has never been my goal. What am I saying? I would never think about ending a person's life! It must be another misunderstanding.

''I...would never-''

''I also heard that you wanted me dead.'' He cut me off and I paled.

''Y-you... believe that I can do that to you?''

''Tell me what you want me to believe and I would believe.''

My stomach clenched as he gave me that to swallow. This is...so unfair. They haven't even given me a chance to prove myself innocent and now, tears began to form strongly in my eyes...they are trying to hold me responsible for Hazel and the white wizard's unexpected death.

How would I even do that when I was not even anywhere near the castle...

Then it hit me like a slap on the face. That...bastard. Oh no, it was the devil! That little pig tricked me!

Michael brought out a little red sack from his pocket. I frowned at the little bag of mystery in his hands.

''All this time, deep down in me, I thought I could trust you. That maybe, I could be safe and feel protected. You sometimes remind me of my mom. She was just like you to me when she was alive. She tried to make me see the beauty of who I am. Of whatever abomination I was formed in. She was the only human being in my life. She truly loved me no matter what. She stood beside me to fight my battles...and made my enemies her enemies. I loved her so much.'' he said with pain in his voice.

''Michael, listen, I would never-''

''I don't want to hear it.'' He opened the little sack and dipped his fingers in it.

''Michael, listen, you don't understand. I was with you before it happened...''

''And you left when it happened. You never came back no matter how many times I called for you.''

Because...I was delayed. I tried my best to calm down and get it together as he forgot that he was the one who told me to run in the first place. For two weeks I stayed with him and fasted for him to recover quickly.

I placed my gloved palms on my chest and wept silently. This is just too much. Maybe Elys was right after all. They were all right, falling for a demon like him was the biggest mistake of my entire life.

If I had known, I should have agreed to spend the rest of my miserable life with the Prince of Babylon. Who knows, I might eventually find happiness. I inhaled deeply as tears continued to stream down my face.

''So...'' I dared not look at him as I was about to say this. ''You called me out there to declare your judgment, to have your revenge?''

He was silent. That made me angry. ''Have you also come to punish me for what I did not do?!'' I snapped, facing him.

This is it. I had had enough of this nonsense. Of this drama. I am at my breaking point.

He only kept quiet and nodded before pouring whatever was in the sack. My glossy eyes widened as the dark sand poured out from the sack and gradually formed a dark puddle of water in front of me.

''What is this...'' I took two steps backward in horror as the water grew thicker.

''Michael, what is this?!'' I asked, panicking.

''Revenge.''

No.

A demonic hand emerged from the puddle and wrapped itself around my left ankle. ''Michael, no!''

''I'm sorry.''

The hand pulled me down and dragged me towards the puddle.

I screamed, fought, struggled, and cried for help. But, it was not enough. I drowned.