The Hunt For Immortal Love

It is with a heavy heart that we make our way through the tunnel; as we go along, we slay whatever we find in our path. The sole purpose now is to get to Anastasia. The thoughts of leaving Breyden behind are sitting deep in our throats and are rather hard to swallow at the moment.

Then out of nowhere, I hear the shrill screams of Lilith echo down the tunnel. I immediately rush over to her side. The first thing that enters my mind is that she must have been overpowered by a demon.

But as I come closer, I see the very thing that she has been expressing her terror at.

"My god, Breyden. Where? How? I thought you are dead."

"It hurts that you have such little faith in me. My dear Sebastian, you know that I can teleport."

"Oh, that is true. Now, I am glad to say that we all are feeling far better now that we have seen you. But it is time to push on."

I hear Connor only but chuckle at me and shake his head, "You are surely dumb for someone that is as old as you."

"Yes, and I am surely stronger to slap you. Now please, can we get back at the mission at hand?"

With that, we start to push forward again. There seem to be far fewer demons as we go further to the end. Lucius must not yet be aware, or even far worse, we are walking into a trap. I am leaning towards the former.

As we get to the last stretch, I can hear Anastasia's agonizing screams. It brings great terror to my heart. I look over to Morgana, that only but shakes her head at me.

"I am afraid that they are torturing her. She has not yet given birth."

I move forward with a newfound purpose; the very man or demon that is laying his hands on her is going to wish that he has never stepped an inch closer to her.

So, as we get to the very last stretch, we can see the entrance into the basement. The air feels thick; there is a red fog that fills the open space to every corner. The sounds of the monsters that lurk in there are enough to chill you to the bone. God, I can only but think how scared Anastasia must be. But then again, she is deep in her own body as Lucius has taken over.

And just as I think that I am going to push through, I have Connor stopping me. "We move into a circle. Back to Back. Noone breaks away. We cannot overpower them if we don't work as one."

I only but nod my head; well, I am going straight to Anastasia; he will not keep me away from my beloved. So in one...two...three, we rush into the room. What I see is horrific. Anastasia has been tied in the center of the pentagram. Her body is squirming; it is Lucius that is tearing her apart inside out of pure spite.

Well, this is not happening today; I step closer to where her body lays, but Connor immediately pulls me away, for there are demons coming in from all over. As we slay each and every monster that comes our way, Morgana moves over to where Elloise is busy trying to cast her spell.

I hear her laugh deep from her throat, "My dear Elloise, I should have known that you have no idea what you are doing."

Then all of a sudden, there is a bright bolt of light hitting right off the feet of Morgana. Now, if it was intended or if Elloise is truly inexperienced, that we shall soon find out as Morgana chants at the top of her voice, stopping the very words flowing from Elloise. Then she lifts her up with an invisible hand and throws her with a loud thud against the wall.

But as Elloise tries to stand, there is a scream coming from Anastasia. It is not the voice of my beloved; it is Lucius that growls deep with dissatisfaction. We are clearly messing with his plans of being born.

With that, we realize one important thing, that Lucius cannot be born unless Elloise completes the ritual. So our aim is to keep Elloise as far as possible from Anastasia, now; if that means that she needs to come to her end, then that is what we shall do.

So Bobby looks at Breyden, "What else can you do?"

"Well, what else did you have in mind?"

"Take her essence and send it right into hell."

I watch as Breyden only laughs, "Now, that I can do. But you got to get me close to her. These damn demons are all over the place."

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"Can you not teleport?"

"Teleport into that," he shows to where the demons are now protecting Elloise; even Morgana cannot get to her.

So we all form a stronger circle; with daggers in hand, we move from inside to out, slowly piercing the skin and ripping the flesh, watching how each vessel turns into a mass of black before they fall down to the ground. While we are clearing the basement, Edward goes to the door from the other entrance. With one loud thud, he slams it shut; Morgana steps forward and closes it with a spell that shall seal it shut.

Now, the game is one; the stage is set. We are closing in, and we are thinning them out. And as we hear each scream fade into the walls, the final demon takes his leave.

Then I turn to Breyden, that has Elloise up against the wall. In one swift flick of his hand, we all watch as he draws every single inch of her essence from her body. She soon disappears into nothing; once Breyden is assured that she is gone, he speaks in an ancient language and sends her very soul into the depths down below.

With all the danger out of the way, it is time to turn our attention to what we have truly come here for. Now, if they think I am going to be polite, I am not asking even once.

"Lucius, you shall leave Anastasia at once."

There is a rumble that comes from Anastasia's belly as Lucius makes his presence known, "You have a better chance at going to hell."

"Well, my friend, that is where you are going. Now I shall not ask again."

"What are you going to do? You know that either way, your beloved shall die today."

"Now, you have a better chance to join your brothers and sister down there."

Then the moment comes where we need to make the decision. Shall we let Lucius be born, or shall we drive a dagger into his heart, which means in turn that we will kill Anastasia? But the biggest question is, how do we get the potion to Anastasia?

Now, the boys have their own theory here, and god, am I scared. So I watch as a sensation of horror creeps up my spine. Connor and Ethan storm towards Anastasia with the intention of pinning her down. Bobby shall then, must to my protest, shove the flower down my beloved's throat. It is going to be with so much force.

With that, on one...two...the boys set forward, and with a great struggle, they finally have Anastasia pinned down. Edward and I rush closer and pin her legs into place. The agonizing screams that come from her bring nothing but tears to my eyes. But I need to remind myself that it is Lucius; I cannot show weakness now. Then as on cue, Bobby sits on top of Anastasia's chest, and with much force, I shove the potion down her mouth.

It only takes but a few seconds, and both Anastasia and Lucius fall under the spell of deep sleep. What comes next is the most terrifying thing that I shall ever do in my life.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Morgana hands me a scalpel and shows me where exactly where to cut Anastasia open. With each slice I make, my body cringes, but I shall be the only one that touches her.

The moment I am halfway there, the blood starts gushing out like rivers. From inside, we can see the godawful monster that is growing in her belly. The entire group comes to circle me; the moment I am through, they need to grab Lucius before he gets away. Breyden shall stand ready to use his gentle hand to force the darkness that is Lucius into oblivion down where he belongs.

So as I make that final slide, out comes the awful cry of what by all rights seems like a baby, but the moment that deep darkness sets into his eyes, he loses all that looks so innocent to him.

Breyden grabs the baby, and I turn my attention to Anastasia that is losing blood far faster than we anticipated she would. Morgana comes to stand next to me and inserts a needle and tube that shall pump the blood into her; now, of course, with a little bit of magic, we shall push it in faster than normal.

I watch in patience as each packet of blood is pushed into my beloved's veins. The nervousness takes over my mind and body as I restlessly force myself to take a seat next to her on the floor. I take her hand into mine and gently kiss her softly. "Hang on, my beloved. You can do this; you are not leaving us today."

Then finally, the last packet of blood disappears in her veins. Morgan finishes stitching her up and then covering her with a blanket.

Now, all we can do is wait.