Witch Fight - Part II

...As he fell to the floor, he could not control his arms to brace himself for the fall. He fainted into unconsciousness. "He is blood but I will destroy him and you, if my property is not returned immediately" said the old woman. John lay there helpless and watched the two cousins become combatants. First, they just stared at each other, then he saw his grandmother sit in the chair by the fire. "I guess to be fair you should go first, you are technically older" she said as she closed her eyes. " Bring on all the evil you can. I am ready for it."

"Do not worry. I promise it will be quick and you will not feel a thing" said the old woman.

With her back to John, who was still on the floor, he could see something shiny that she was holding in her hands. It was a blade!

As the old woman neared her, John tried to get to his feet but could not. He tried to warn his grandmother but could not speak. As he struggled to move, he watched the old lady move toward her prey. His grandmother opened her eyes once more and smiled at John just before the dagger was thrust into her heart.

He could not believe his eyes. He had just watched his grandmother be murdered, right in front of him. He could not lift a hand to prevent it.

The sounds of the raging storm died down as the young woman leaned forward. Lifeless. "This is not what I wanted," she said now staring at the young woman," "I gave her every opportunity". " She told you of the amulet did she? Is it on you perhaps?"

He struggled to stand once more as she moved toward him but still he could not move. He was so filled with fear that he could feel the sweat itch under his skin as the knife was raised. The old woman stopped in mid plunge; with a startled look on her face. She stood motionless. Then John could see his grandmother was now standing behind her holding the Amulet. " You couldn't unlock the power of this but I did, with the help of my daughter who you betrayed and killed. We have found out how to put you to rest, finally. Your master knows of your thievery and he has heard all. A mysterious fiery arm enveloped the old woman and pulled her back towards the fireplace. The old woman was still frozen when she hit the fire and the flaming arm held her tightly in place. Suddenly John lurched forward, he could move once more.

"Go dear. Leave me with her. It is my turn to stir the pot" "I will remember you to your mother. Now go quickly!" John felt as though he was being pushed from behind towards the exit. As he neared the door , it opened and he was pushed into the yard.

A blood-curdling scream came from within and he knew that it was the old woman crying in agony. The screams continued for a while and then stopped abruptly. Soon he could see that a fire had begun inside and the house was burning. He tried to re-enter the house but the door was locked. He had to try to help his grandmother whom was still inside. Just then, the door opened and she walked out.

"Grandma are you O.K.?" he asked. "I saw her cut your throat". "And so she did" answered his grandmother. He could see she looked different now. She had aged once again and she seemed very weak. "Get me away from here quickly!" John helped her to his car and transported her away from the burning house.

"I'll get you to a hospital, you're going to be alright", he said, as he raced toward the highway. He did not stop until he was there and when he went to help his grandmother out of the back seat she was gone.

And.

He never saw her again.

KHAGEN the Most Evil Man on Earth