The Seventh Son

WHY ARE YOU CRYING

Clarris stared at Darrell with fury but she had no time. She knew the barrier was down in Ergad. And the Nemo would soon find its way out of hell, she quickly teleported into Ergad. 

In Ergad they could all hear her hissing through the passages. Rachel ordered her sons to barricade the door but Clarris shuttered it into pieces with just her simple touch.

Princes Elsa moved in front and ordered everyone to stay behind her. She then screamed on top of her voice, “Leave them alone, haven't you caused them so much pain!”

“What are you doing here you useless pest… … Does your father know that you are here?” Clarris asked.

“You will have to pass through me in order to get to them,” Princess Elsa yelled out. But before Clarris could reply, Rachel screamed out, “ooh my God

….. no...no...no... he is turning into ash.”

They all looked over and king Jerald was slowly turning into ash just like the Naga, Clarris moved forward and pushed Princess Elsa aside. “no no no, you can't not die, you are supposed to suffer for eternity!” She pushed Rachel away and everyone moved back. She began chanting but nothing was working. Everyone watched in fear, they were all trying to process what was going on. Clarris was kneeling on the floor going crazy at the sight of king Jerald turning into ash.

Jerald held Clarris with teary eyes and said, “I'm….. so sorry…... Clarris,” slowly his entire flesh dissolved into ash. 

“No! no! No! No!,” Clarris cried out 

Rachel and her sons just stood in a corner in shock but then they heard a roar that echoed and sent waves through the entire castle and a portal opened, through it came Omen in a Pixiu form and jumped straight at Clarris and sank his long canines into her neck. She quickly snapped her fingers and teleported them both onto a mountain with Omen still gripping on to her neck she wailed in pain and tried to get him off but still nothing.

Omen sank deeper he was angry and was on a mission to tear her into pieces. She tried all mother of magic but still nothing. She snapped her fingers for a teleportation but while through transit she felt a snap and when they teleported into a field of flowers, Clarris was nothing but a decapitated head.

Omen teared her head off her body but somehow she was still alive.

Back in Ergad Rachel, her sons and Princess Elsa were still in shock and processing what had just happened.

Rachel wailed out and dropped to the floor, “for centuries she has caused me nothing but pain…… she couldn't even allow me to say goodbye to my king.” Rachel cried.

“No, Omen will be back, he will fix it, he also turned into Sand but came back right,” Lotus stated but the other brothers were quiet.

“He will finish off Clarris then come back and bring father back,” Lotus assured himself as his mother lay on the ash and continued crying.

“Lotus it was either Father or us, Omen could only choose one.” Nephius replied.

“Remember the Naga also turned to ash too but he did not bring her back,” Daniel added.

Princess Elsa stood in a corner amazed at what she had just witnessed. She had a lot of questions but kept quiet. She allowed the family to grieve.

In the field of flowers, Omen kept dragging Clarrris's head in the flower beds with fury, he noticed that she was quiet and stopped. He roared and turned her over. Her face and hair were full of roses adding more beauty to her and she had her eyes shut. He could still hear her breathing. Thanks to her immortality she was still alive. 

He breathed in and somehow calmed himself down. He knew he couldn't save both his father and brothers. But the head he was dragging through the flowers made it difficult for him to hold on to his father.

Using his long crawls he poked at the head but Clarris did not move or Fitch.

“I wont thou are alive,” Omen spoke in a deep voice.

Clarris opened her eyes and tears rolled out like a river.

Omen was confused, he had no idea whether she was mourning his father or she was crying for her missing body part.

“Why doth thou cry,” he asked.

Clarris stared at him annoyedly

“Speak English you stupid useless feathery lion!” She finally replied.

Omen roared, sending her head flying and landing hard on a stone. He ran over and turned her head to face him.

“Why doth thou cry,” he asked again.

“You as stupid as your father, why don't you eat me and get over with it. What are you waiting for you i***t,” she cursed.

Omen placed his paw on her head and smiled “Why doth thou bid for a quick perpetual wink,”

“What?? i***t!” Clarris yelled out.

Omen was now missing Miguel for interpretation, “Why thou want….. quick…. death,” he tried interpreting himself.

Clarris looked up at the huge magnificent creature half lion half dragon in disgust as her tears kept flooding. She also had no idea why she was crying. Instead of the stupid animal eating her, he was busy asking her stupid questions and humiliating her. Both Darrell and Cleselda were nowhere to her rescue. One had abandoned her while the other had betrayed her. Just like those centuries ago she was all alone crying a river of tears but the only difference right now was that there was an ancient creature that was interested in knowing why she was crying.

“Why is it your business if I cry, ain't you eating me, should I be smiling at your b****y face?”

“Liar,” Omen replied.

Clarris looked at Omen with frustration, “just eat me, you stupid animal, I'm the reason that both your parents are dead. Eat me,”

“I never eat human beings,” Omen replied

“Then crash me, bury me or melt me in larva. What are you waiting for?” Clarris yelled again.

“Why thou are crying?” Omen replied

Clarris sighed and said “Oooh I forgot that I was dealing with a boy, in fact an infant! How many days old are you?” Clarris yelled on top of her voice. This angered Omen, her words were not supposed to have an effect on him but her calling him a boy sent a knife to his heart.

He rolled her into the flowers and her hair which was tied into a bun rolled out. He was used to seeing her with snake like hair but after decapitating her, her hair had turned back into her long blonde human hair.

The hair looked shiny and beautiful. He had never seen such a type of hair and curiosity got hold of him. He began touching it. Clarris who was waiting to be crushed into mince only opened her eyes wide in shock. “Ain't you supposed to be mourning your father?” she asked

But Omen ignored her and kept touching her hair and putting it in place. “Would you stop doing that,” a very uncomfortable Clarris yelled out.