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Chapter 41: Woe, oh prophecy.
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{07:45 pm}
Ash was drunk, really drunk.
He had drunk nine glasses of spiked juice in under an hour.
And now, let's just say Ajax had given him a joint.
Ash looked around, almost frowning at the darkness.
But his instincts were off, far too cloudy, and he didn't really care about anything at that moment.
So, he sighed, moved to one bush, pulled down his pants, took it out, and let it rip.
A manly moan escaped his lips as his fountain touched holy ground.
But…
THUD!
Ash's eyes widened as he turned his head downward to his chest.
And right there, in the middle of his sternum, the tip of a spear had pierced through from his back, cutting the spine as its head peeked out of his chest.
Ash nearly turned, he nearly looked back at the person who had initiated the attack, but right when his body showed hints of shifting posture, right when he was about to glance behind him.
His vision shifted, twisting like a roller coaster, falling to the floor, eyes still open, as the only thing he saw before his vision faded was nothing but the body of his headless self.
Still standing, resisting the fall, as if awaiting the return of consciousness.
Then, he was gone. Faded. Vanquished.
Or was he?
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"Quickly!" shouted a man who had launched and cut off Ash's head using his vampire speed. "Tie his body!" he said, glancing back. "It's the biggest part."
"On it!" one man shouted, grabbing some black cables made of steel and moving toward the body of the headless Ash. He kicked its knees, causing them to bend, then tied its hands and legs, completely ignoring the blood pouring out of its open neck.
The leader watched, heart still racing from what he had done. He had chopped someone's head off cleanly, fast, and effectively.
He hadn't done anything of this caliber in his life.
Not until four years ago, when he was turned into a vampire.
But now, he had gotten the body of the person that the ones who gave him his abilities required, and he had delivered with zero mistakes.
So, he smiled, perhaps not fully understanding what he was truly sent to accomplish.
"Well," he breathed out in relief, sweat nearly dropping from his forehead, "that was easy…"
THUD!
His words were cut short as his head was swiftly cut off.
Falling in the same way, as if mimicking the child he had murdered.
Blood dropping in the same manner, its red falling in the same numbers, vision similarly witnessing his headless body as it fell.
And not far away, right on the spot where the head of the child he had killed had rolled.
"Shit!" Ash's voice spoke. "That fucking hurt!"
And the man, the one who was still tying Ash's body, widened his eyes in disbelief.
He glanced at the naked boy who was standing ten feet away, confusion hitting him like a rock, then his eyes turned to the body he was still tying up, and he nearly screamed as it started fading, turning into golden dust.
Leaving behind the same black cables he had used for restraint, leaving them to fall to the floor, now useless, unused.
Ash walked forward, half giggling and clearly unashamed of his unhidden manhood, which kept swinging as he moved.
Their leader was dead, so they did try to attack, they did think about it, and they might have done it if they had the chance.
But it was simply too late.
Because right as one of them was about to step forward, his feet suddenly stopped, and from his mouth, blood started seeping, bleeding out in chunks as he bent down to vomit.
THUD!
His body dropped before the drain of a minute.
THUD!
Then another, this time bleeding through the eyes.
THUD!
Slowly, all falling as Ash did nothing but stand there watching, completely amused.
Until only one of them was left.
Kneeling there, staring at Ash with absolute horror.
Never had he been so sure in his life, never had he been so convinced.
That he was looking at the devil standing right in front of him in the flesh.
"Plea… please," he tried to plead, raising his hands in prayer. "God… help…"
Ash nearly broke into giggles; he nearly laughed at what he was looking at.
He walked forward, feet stepping on the fallen dead bodies like nothing.
"Did you… Did you just say please?" Ash nearly taunted.
But right before he could, suddenly, a spear cut through the air like a knife.
Inserting itself straight into his head, piercing his brain and launching him toward the direction it was moving, as though he were weightless.
DOO!
It struck a wall, sticking onto it like a needle, suspending his body by the head as though holding up some kind of portrait.
"The destruction actually worked," a man suddenly said, walking out from the darkness, and right behind him, a woman wearing completely silver armor followed.
"Is that spear of yours effective?" she asked, ignoring his words.
"Yes, my queen," he replied without hesitation, glancing at the hanging Ash, whose head was still violently shaking, mouth still grumbling in pain even though he should have been long dead. "Its blade has healing magic, and the staff has an electrical effect. It should keep him alive, stopping him from fully gaining control for as long as we want."
The queen just lightly nodded, walking forward, still ignoring the man who was once pleading for mercy, now completely fainted on the floor.
"Be quick," she ordered, shifting her eyes to the twitching Ash, a grin nearly rising from the side of her lips, perhaps feeling as though her achievement was soon to be accomplished.
Revenge? Immortality?
No one knows, but whoever has wisdom will always acknowledge that fate would never change.
Not even prophecy.
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{ELSEWHERE, VERY CLOSE} {07:55 pm}
Wednesday moved, feet running, eyes shifting everywhere, trying to find the exact spot she had seen through her visions.
And behind her, running at the same speed, were Principal Weems and Miss Thornhill.
Wednesday, seeing no need to hide an event of such importance, forced herself to tell them. Why would she hide such an incident when it carried so much weight?
{07:57 pm}
But then, they all came to a complete halt, as the sight of unalived scattered bodies lay everywhere, causing a scene of blood.
It was scary, far more frightening than anything they had probably ever seen.
And in the middle, right where the chaos seemed to have concluded.
{07:58 pm}
It was Ash, standing there with a grin on his face, completely naked, the only thing covering his body being large droplets of blood.
He was breathing loudly; they could tell from how his chest would unnaturally rise and fall.
{07:59 pm}
And right on his left, kneeling next to him, armor almost torn to rags, was an old woman who seemed too old to exist.
But on her chest, completely inserted directly within the heart, was a steel metal ceiling pole, long enough to be impossible to carry.
Ash, the child who was standing next to her, weakly laughed as he noticed a drop of tear falling from one of her eyes.
Then all of them, all who had the privilege of witnessing the happenings, heard the old woman speak.
They heard the word she had to utter. They heard it loud and clear.
"Mon… monster!" She said,
{08:00 pm}
Fading into death, her consciousness seeped out of her body, the corpse dropping soulless.
Ash, the child who was somewhat responsible, turned to look at Wednesday, half surprised to see her.
He lifted his hand, then slowly, holding back laughter behind his breath.
He waved.
Maybe that's when it happened. Maybe that's when Weems finally understood what she had signed up for when she allowed Ash to attend her school.
Maybe that's when Miss Thornhill finally caught a glimpse of how Tyler truly felt about him.
Or maybe, for the first time in many years, Wednesday finally saw someone as truly beautiful.
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