Quick Notes from the Author:
THIS IS A REALLY GORY CHAPTER.
IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE, I DO RECOMMEND JUMPING OVER THIS CHAPTER AS IT CAN BE SENSITIVE.
Recommended reading age for this chapter: 18+
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Why is Ronnie talking in riddles?
The woman bumped into the Mage and passed through and walked towards the subway. We followed her to the subway, all of us quietly getting on the train together with her. We sat in the other seats to keep some distance from her. We got on the Green Line, so maybe she lives at one of the stations on this line. What is she doing outside alone in the middle of the night in the old city? It is usually not packed during the night.
We passed several stations until the speaker announced:
"Nästa station...Abrahamsberg!(Next Station...Abrahamsberg)"
She got up from her seat and walked out of the train when the door opened, and we followed. She must have had bad injuries from the attack, as she was also limping. Still, she covered her sweater, trying to hide the bleeding from her shoulder as she kept walking down the stairs, and she tried to act normal when she was passing through the passage so the clerk sitting inside the booth wouldn't see her injuries. The people sitting in the booth don't care anyway, so it wasn't necessary when people are passing through. She turned right and crossed the street, passing several old buildings. As we followed, I had a bad feeling about the whole thing.
"Yo!" Ronnie said and came up beside me with a cane in his hand, faking that he was limping.
"I thought you went back!"
"Yes...and No! Who wants to miss the masterpiece that is coming?"
Now I got worried when the golden asshat with weird hat was smiling. I looked down at Killeh and Rieven to check on them, but they didn't have the usual eye contact with me. Does Ronnie affect them?
The woman opened the door to an apartment complex, and we followed quickly after so the door wouldn't lock us outside. She played around with her keys and, in the end, managed to open the door and went directly in. We didn't manage to follow after, but another woman was speaking in the hallway, and then she opened the door and walked out. We sneaked in quickly before she could shut it. It was a young girl, strange, so somebody must have been home. The water was running in the WC. We walked through the hallway into the living room, and a crib was by the sofa. I put my hand down to signal the others to stay put and walked up to the crib, where I saw a cute baby who I think was probably a girl, because the baby was all dressed in pink. She was smiling at me and moved around in excitement, which temporarily put a smile on my face.
"What is it?" The Mage asked.
I looked back at them and said:
"It is a baby, a happy baby!"
The door to the WC opened up, and a scrambling noise came from the kitchen.
"I wouldn't go in there, Trash Can Polan!" Ronnie commented, lying on the sofa in a pose for a photoshoot and more or less asking for a beating.
I ignored his ridiculous comments and signaled with my hand to the others to go into the kitchen, while I would go through the open door from the living room. I entered and saw the woman on the floor with a glass and water around her. She was coughing as saliva came out of her mouth. Does she have epilepsy?
"I TOLD YOU NOT TO GO IN THERE!" Ronnie yelled from the living room. The others were standing on the other side of the exit as I approached, slowly bending down to check on her when her right hand suddenly flew up on the kitchen counter. She lifted her head, leaving me in a state of shock, so I lost my balance and fell backwards.
"Are you alright?" The Mage asked.
I shook my head in disbelief. It can't be.
"She-She-She is turning into an Aggwi!"
"What is an Aggwi?"
The cane hit the floor behind me as Ronnie's voice took over:
"Aggwi is the name they use in Paladin Woods; their real name is Ghoul."
The woman crawled on all fours up to me and smelled my neck. One of her eyes was still its natural blue; she had not yet completely changed. Her head quickly turned to the left towards the crib, and she started to crawl in haste as I grabbed her leg to stop her from reaching the crib. She dragged me into the living room like I was nothing.
"STOP HER FROM REACHING THE CRIB!" I screamed to them as the Mage tried to pull her hand, but she just swung her arm, and the Mage flew into the wall on the other side of the living room, passing out. She shook me and kicked me in the face as my grip got loose, and she managed to come up on her feet. I got up quickly, and when she grabbed the baby, I managed to choke hold from behind as we fell on the floor. Rieven and Killeh just stared, not knowing what to do.
"Killeh! Go up the crib and get the baby down, the thing that breathes. Do you understand?" I asked him, while Rieven just looked like a question mark, but Killeh made a salute like a human.
Ronnie sat down on the sofa, yawning. When it is a dangerous situation, that bastard needs to stop this. Killeh managed to get up on the crib and threw the baby down right at the back of Rieven, as the baby fell to the ground and started to cry out, making Killeh try to hold his ears against the noise. He jumped down, and when he lifted the baby above his head, the cane hit the floor. Everything stopped...
"RUN KILLEH!" I screamed at him, but neither he nor Rieven moved.
The woman was still, and I looked at Ronnie, who stared at me and made a movement with his finger, making me release my choke hold, and both my arms got stretched out. I started to float in the air, and the baby floated back to the crib.
"W-W-What is going on, Ronnie?" I asked him as he swirled his finger as my body floated straight in front of him.
I tried to loosen my arms, but I couldn't move.
"Who do you think you are, Trash Polan? You...THINK YOU CAN CHANGE THE PAST?"
I need to kill this bastard, end him. He smiled suddenly when he just lifted his hand, and I flew up, hitting the ceiling on my back, and fell right back down. The same thing had happened to Killeh and Rieven, who also hit the ceiling and then fell back to the floor. It was hard to breathe, but I tried to get up with something pressing down on my back. I didn't have a chance to get up from the floor.
"What are you doing, Ronnie?" I asked him when he turned his back on me.
"RONNIE, LET ME LOOSE YOUR BASTARD, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"
The woman could suddenly move, and the baby's cries filled the room. I kept trying to get up, but every time I tried to lift my back, I felt something pressing me down.
"RONNIE! LET THE BABY GO, PLEASE! I BEG YOU!"
The woman grabbed the baby from the crib and fell to her knees with her hands shaking.
"RONNIE, PLEASE! RONNIE...ANSWER MY YOU FUCKER!" I kept screaming at him.
The woman was gazing adoringly at the baby when Ronnie turned around, staring at me. He can't allow this; all this can't happen. Impossible, I wouldn't miss something like this.
"RONNIE-I BEG YOU, TAKE MY LIFE. I AM HERE, A VAN POLAN, DOOM ME TO HELL, TAKE MY LIFE, LEAVE THE BABY ALONE, PLEASE I BEG YOU!"
"Why would I do with a trash soul as yours. You are dying anyway, so I have no use for your life. I can not change the past, Trash Can!"
The woman ripped off the baby's clothes as I tried to move on the floor to no avail. Her other eye had turned black now as she was completely turning.
"NO...NO....NOOO....DONT DO THIS....NOOO!...PLEASE...GET THE BABY OUT OF THE WAY...NOOOO!" I kept screaming when blood splattered over my face. The floor got covered in a blood pool, and I couldn't hold my tears back. I reached out my hand, but she was eating the baby's stomach with all the intestines sticking out, as I puked on the floor of the worst sight in my life. The woman's eyes were pitch black now as she was chewing on the baby's body, and she was slurping on every bite of the baby. I couldn't stop crying; this cannot be true. It is not true.
"Her name was Mimmi, the baby's name."
"I am going to kill you, Ronnie!"
He bent down in front of me to face me directly.
"I did not do this; you were the one who did not investigate further in the dark alley. Now you know what happened when you went back home.
"AH...AHHHH!...NO-NO-NO-NO-NOOOOO!"
The cane hit the ground, and I could feel the pain in my body as I fell to the ground. A scream took over when the woman was chained, dangling over the fire on the right side. We were back on the pathway, and Ronnie was back in his fire-shaped form, but my tears didn't stop. It was too much to handle, and now the woman is hanging over the fire.
"Well-Well-Well! Welcome back from the past, did you have a blast?"
I looked at the woman, who was trying to free herself from the chains, to no avail. It made me wonder what kind of punishment would be in the two last trials.
"I need the votes now. The action taken by the woman: Is she guilty or not? Will you start Trash?"
It is not her fault; it is my fault for not seeing that something was wrong. I could have brought her to Paladin for treatment, but I failed.
"Not Guilty!" I answered.
"I AM INNOCENT! INNOCENT!" She kept screaming and tried to get loose from the shackles.
"Meh!"
"Killeh"
"Oh, we have both the dragon and the Daemon answering guilty. Now this became interesting, are you losing the support of your pets, Van Trashcan?"
I had no energy to play games with that bastard.
"Guilty!" The Mage uttered.
I turned around, surprised by them for answering guilty when it was all my fault.
"We have a decision, she is guilty!" Ronnie said, as the shackles released her right into the fire, a scream echoed in the air.
"You should hurry, Fresh Van Polan, get the joke, you are all bloody and I called you fresh!"
Ronnie disappeared together with the fire blocking our pathway as we kept walking, and I noticed it was two hours left, two hours until I would die. I do deserve to die.