I Scored Myself A Mate

"Well, hello my sister's murderer. As it seems you underestimate witches. As always" she told him with a cold smile.

She circled around him, her fingertips making lines on his broad shoulders as he felt panic rise in him. Everyone was asleep, they didn't seem to be dead or suffering from the way their chests were moving and their peaceful expressions. That was at first. Soon all of them seemed to have pained expressions, twitching and groaning. Mikael stared at them unable to move, panicking as he was totally unaware of what was happening. Fooled. All of them had been fooled. 

"What are you doing to them?" Mikael asked. 

"I am giving them a taste of my pain." She said. "I won't kill them, don't worry. They did not kill my sister after all. You did" 

"How did you know?" 

"How did I know? That's the first thing you will say?" The woman shouted. Rage obvious in her face. Her hands were clenched in fists as she held tightly her long skirt. "You are not even planning to beg for forgiveness? Tell me that you are sorry for killing my innocent sister? You want to know how I know? I've known from the start. From the moment you killed her. You thought she was dead as you let her bleed out like some kind of animal. You thought it was over? That video? That video she so desperately tried to send to me with her last breath did you ever think about it? We can see the future foolish wolf. That is our special gift, not only my sister's but mine's too. So after she died I knew. One day you would look for me. So I waited. I desperately waited for this moment. But even if it wasn't for the video, I would have summoned her spirit. I would have seen it in a vision. My sister was strong. There was no way she would die from a burglar. Do you think I am stupid?" 

"No. I…" Mikael mumbled. What was he supposed to say at a moment like this? His whole body was numb and as it seemed his body too. He couldn't form any sentences or think. Be the tricky guy he always was. Use his brain to get out of troublesome situations. This was not simply a troublesome situation. This was divine punishment. He understood as he looked around. The neat apartment, the peaceful green tones and fine art. The growing and healthy plants and delicate teapot could never give off the aura this woman was emitting. Deadly, furious, ready to kill. 

She was not like this. Mikael had turned her into that dark side of herself. Her tensed muscles and flaring nostrils. Her sharp breathing. All showed the madness she kept inside. The rage and fury. It was only her eyes. Big deer like eyes, dark as the night that stared at him filled with endless sorrow. Mikael had taken her family away from her. He had brought that shadow; he had stopped the flow of time for her. She wasn't a mean woman. She wasn't crazy or vicious like Eleonora. She was just hurt, crumbling from the sadness of losing a loved one. A loved one, a beloved sister he so brutally had removed from this world. 

"You? What do you have to say? I want an explanation! I want a reason why my sister, who always seemed to help your stupid pack had to die from your hand? What…what did she ever do to deserve this?" She asked as her voice broke. Tears streamed down her frowning face and she suddenly began walking. She headed to her kitchen, opening one of the almond colored drawer's and took out a shiny, sharp knife. She reached him again, holding it in her grasp. "I will give you what you deserve. I death like my sister's. Painful. This is not just a silver knife. It has been forged with spells I worked on for days. I even had to find a stupid troll to get him to make it. I have been preparing and I will kill you" she said. 

Was he supposed to beg for mercy? Was that the right thing to do? Was he so obnoxious to cry and say he was sorry when in reality all he has been trying to do is brush his guilt away and offer excuses to himself as to why he is not really a bad person. As to why he did what he did because he was forced. That he didn't have a choice. In reality though he knew, there was always a choice and he had made a bad one. 

"Speak! Say something!" She screamed above his head and finally Mikael dared to look at her.

"I am sorry. Kill me if you want. I know that's what I deserve. I…I should have come here myself. Asking for you to take my life but I am a coward. Kill me just please don't hurt anyone else." Mikael begged her. He was more scared about mark and the rest rather than himself. Seeing their faces filled in anguish as they were trapped in some kind of spell he couldn't stop panicking. About him, it was alright in a way. He would get what he deserved. 

"Is that anyone referring to that poor kid you think you're in love with? I saw everything when I touched you. You don't have to wonder. So tell me. Does his know your so called love is just a replacement for the one you can't stop thinking about?" she asked him. Mikael's eyes widened. The blue arises getting completely lost, disappearing by the black. How strong was this witch anyway? With just a simple touch she had dived into his mind without him even noticing. Just in mere seconds. 

"That's not true" he mumbled as he stared at mark. He liked him, he was sure about that. It was just that Markus had brought up Scarlet again. That was just it. It upset him that is why he couldn't stop thinking about it. 

"At first. I thought about killing the person you love. I was going to poison that little red head but after staring into your mind I realized it. That is not your love, your love left you and you can't stop thinking about her. Now that you know what happened. It is really funny how someone else can see inside your heart so clearly but all you seem to do is lie. So what I thought is how about I kill you and you never get to find her. You never get to see her. How is that?" She asked him with a victorious smile. 

Mikael wanted to deny everything. Repeat how she was wrong. How she didn't know his heart better than him but the words once again were stuck at the bottom of his throat denying to be left out. It was as if his own self was stopping him from spitting any lies. He felt disgusted but the same time he was still in denial. He could fix this. He could be with Mark; he wouldn't hurt him. All he had to do was not make his fears alive. 

"Your silence I guess is more than enough. Do not worry. I will help your friends after I kill you. They weren't at fault after all. But you. I will make sure you never get to see the light of day again. For my sister." She said, her teeth griped as she pointed at him with the knife. Its tip touched slightly the skin between his brows and immediately he felt it. The burn of the silver and the toxicity of the spell. This would not be a quick and painless death. As she cut his throat his body would desperately try to regenerate detecting the spell as a simple poison but the silver he had been cut with would stop it, creating a mess where he would try to heal and feel the pain of his throat being slit open again and again.

Tears appeared on his blue eyes. He had tried to remain calm but now he was scared. Afraid of everything he had just realized and the upcoming pain. He was scared. He didn't want to die. He didn't want to die. He repeated in his head and for a second these three humans popped in his mind. He had looked at them through that screen, emotionless not caring that they were being emotionally tortured like that. He didn't see the meaning in their lives, he didn't know them, he didn't care about them. Not the way Mark or Alexander cared. But now, now that fear was almost making his heart explode he knew how heartless and cold he had turned. This was what they felt. The feeling of your death approaching and you not being able to do anything. 

"Please…" he pleaded as the tears were let free and the witch laughed. 

"Now you beg?" she asked him as she slowly brought the knife to his neck. A lump was formed on his throat and he was even scared to swallow it. 

He was truly going to die, he thought and closed his eyes as he watched Amelia raise her arm, ready to slit his throat. The same way he had done. 

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