The Seventh Son

TRUCE

Lotus quickly placed himself in front of Princess Elsa and dared Omen to go through him. Marcus also joined and dared Omen who was now fuming with rage.

Seeing this Darrell quickly turned into an ant and was about to make a run for it when suddenly he felt being sacked up and ended up in Omen's fingers.

“Where doth thou regard thou are going?” Omen asked while squeezing on Darrell's tiny ant body. He turned to face Princess Elsa and ordered her to pick up Clarris's head.

“Over my head body will I put that thing in my hands!” Princess Elsa replied. 

“Thy hope shall be granted then,” Omen replied. 

“Hey hey, Omen we do not have time for this?” Marcus intervened, “the more time we waste here the more power we are granting to Cleselda.”

“Bid her to pick up Clarris,” Omen insisted.

“Fine I will pick up the b****y head!" Lotus volunteered. But when he was about to move his leg, it felt heavy. He tried to move again but he was stuck to the ground. “Omen stop this nonsense

“Bid her to pick up Clarris,” he insisted.

Marcus looked at the Princess and pleaded with her. They were running out of time. The Princess finally agreed and walked to the bushes in fear. She found Clarris pissed off, but before she picked her she pinched her, which forced Clarris to scream in pain. “she pinched me,” Clarris cried out.

Princess Elsa walked towards a very serious Omen and handed the head to him. “Omen she pinched, slap her back,” Clarris ordered. 

“A gentleman does not hit a lady,” Princess Elsa reminded him of that fact  with closed eyes.

Omen tapped the ant he was holding and threw it towards the Princess, within seconds the Darrell shape shifted back into human form but his heavy body landed on the poor Princess forcing her to hit the ground hard.

“Omen seriously???” Lotus fumed out.

“Accident” Omen replied.

Darrel got up and helped a very pissed off Princess. “I will show you stupid Nemo!” she yelled out. Clarris only gave her a big smile.

“Calm down Princess,” Marcus yelled, he turned to Darrell and said “we need your help,”

Darrell almost laughed but held it in when he saw serious faces around him. “so you two are now working with the witch that cursed your parents for eternity?” he asked

“It's a long story but according to Omen it's a truce for now,” Lotus replied

“We need your shapeshifting ability,” Clarris added

“WE” Darrel burst out laughing, he was trying to hold off but hearing Clarris use the word WE was new to him, “You all realise that she is using you right? Any chance she gets she will kill you all.”

“Yes,” Omen replied.

“Then why enter a deal with the devil herself?”

“It's fun,” Omen replied.

Darrell stared at both Marcus and Lotus waiting for them to reply but the brothers avoided eye contact which only meant that they had no say in the pact. He cleared his throat and asked, “I thought a Nemo possessed all the abilities, why would you need me,”

“Because of the flute of the sleeping beauty, we need you to go and get it, Omen can shapeshift but can't stay longer in human form. You owe me Darrell?” Clarris replied.

Darrell laughed again “owe you???And what are you getting out of helping the family that you've spent centuries torturing?”

“I want Cleselda now, should things turn my way maybe I will continue where we ended with the curse,” Clarris replied with a faint smile.

“Did you hear that!” Princess Elsa pointed out.

“She's honest,” Omen replied. The Princess stared at Omen and wondered if he was normal. Lotus came behind her and said, “remember Omen is only days old and probably thinks this is a game but also remember he discapitated her so should things go south he is capable of dealing with her.” the Princess only nodded her head.

“You owe me,” Clarris stated again “plus you have no options, all you have to do is enter the kingdom and steal the flute then leave and Omen will come and handle the rest,"

“We have a bigger problem, my father and Cleselda are making more flutes,” Princess Elsa stated.

“Impossible!” Clarris replied

“Believe it or not but I eavesdropped on my father and Cleselda and I heard them say something but making a lot of flute” Princess Elsa stated.

“Can they make them?” Lotus asked

Omen waved his hand and tried to see what was happening in Arthora but could not make images. Cleselda's spell was too powerful for him, she had managed to block him at all entry points; he tried some spells again but to no avail.

“She is blocking me!” Omen yelled in frustration.

“This is just nice now we are blind and won't know what we are going to walk into?” Lotus added.

“How do they make these flutes?” Marcus asked while looking at Clarris

“I have no idea, if I knew the flute existed Omen would be asleep by now?” She replied. Princess Elsa rolled her eyes

“Virgin screams and blood and old souls from pits of hell,” Omen replied, “lots of virgins?”

“Ooh my God, we need to stop them!” Princess Elsa cried out.

“So I'm going to go in alone and steal a lot of flutes, I think I will pass,” Darrell stated.

“You are immortal! Coward, what are you scared of?” Princess Elsa yelled at him.

“Food, we want to eat and rest?” Omen interrupted them forcing everyone to look at him in shock. But Lotus and Marcus were used to an Omen that asks for food when everyone was in danger so they began setting up and looking for traps to trap something to eat.

“What are you doing? We are running out of time!” Clarris yelled.

Lotus laughed, “this is how he used to frustrate us when it came to dealing with you, just chill, he will deal with Cleselda but first he needs to eat. Remember he is three creatures in one.”