The Seventh Son

TRAP

It was almost dark and Cleselda had made all the preparations. She had drained all the Knights blood and ordered Clarris to take off her clothes and enter the pool of blood as she began chanting.

The plan was to teleport back in time to the day the night catcher harvested from the curse and Instead of Killing it they were going to kill the Naga before it met King Jerald.

Previously they would have teleported back without even lifting a hair but somehow the Naga had managed to lock those points in time. It was like she never even existed.

Cleselda began chanting, “Nnwe, Nmwe, Nimwe Nimwe,” and a portal began opening.

In Ergad, Rachel could feel the life running out Omen. King Jerald quickly knelt to where Rachel was seated and began pleading, “Please Omen you can not doom us, let me go please son, you promised your mother that you would let me go…. Clarris is coming for your brothers,” he cried.

In the other part of the castle Princess Elsa noticed that it was now dark and she was now tired of running away from the two brothers chasing her. She stopped and faced them, “you are really stupid, if I was Clarris would I be running from you,” she yelled on top of her voice.

Nephius and Daniel looked at each other, she was definitely making sense. Suddenly creatures of the night began crying in the dark and it turned darker than a normal nightfall. “The sacrifice has begun,” Princess Elsa said.

“How do you know about the sacrifice?”

“Like I said earlier I'm the eldest daughter of Emperor Marcelo and this morning Clarris came to ask my father for ten Dark knights. Apparently she is scared of something in this castle and I came to find out what.”

Daniel moved close to her, held out his hand and began touching her silk skin. “Brother I think she is not Clarris or Darrell?” but they were disturbed by the loud wailing sound.

“ The Dungeon, Omen!” Nephius stated and the two brothers ran back, Princess Elsa ran after them.

Omen slowly began drying up, they all just watched in sorrow as their hope turned into Sand. Tears run down king Jerald's face. Nephius and Daniel arrived in the dungeon and found everyone in tears.

“Where is Omen?” Nephius asked.

They were followed by princess Elsa. All her life she head stories of the cursed King and Queen and their six children and finally she laid eyes on them.

Lotus looked at princess Elsa and asked, “am I the only one seeing a beautiful red-haired lady or I'm in heaven?”

In Dead man's forest the portal began growing wider and wider and they were about to jump in when suddenly it all became quiet. The two witches felt that something was wrong. Cleselda began chanting fast but without warning the portal disappeared.

“Nooooo! How?” Clarris cried out.

 “Thou are very pissing me off” A man who looked to be in his early twenties stated.

Clarris turned her head but quickly the man jumped and grabbed her by her neck. 

Cleselda unleashed her hell fire on the man but he walked through it like water. She tried again but he raised his hand and forcefully dragged her to where he was standing and began squeezing both their necks.

Clarris raised her snake hair and bit the man but she only received a smile. Cleselda, noticing that they were dealing with the Nemo in human form, now chanted some words and disappeared. Clarris was left shocked but she had no time for that; she quickly pushed the Nemo with all her might and simultaneously whirlded hell fire on him which pushed him off.

She finally got out of the blood bath and Omen could now view her n***d form and he swallowed hard. Noticing that he was now in the form of a man and weak to her beauty just like any man, Clarris smiled.

“This is my forest and you made a mistake coming here in human form,” she pointed out.

Omen scoffed but he was indeed mesmerized by her beauty but he had to control his urges. In human form he was very weak but he had no option after he had been drained of water. He couldn't shapeshift into a Pixiu Because it meant Killing off his father. A Pixiu was more powerful than a Nixie, his previous form.

“You love what you are staring at boy?” Clarris asked.

Omen rolled his eyes and duplicated himself into thousands of himself and launched at Clarris. This was an unexpected ability but Clarris was determined with a click of her fingers she teleported both of them in hell. If she was going to win this fight she needed to be in her birth home.

She quickly cast a spell and locked all the exit portals.

“You wanted to play, now let's play,” she hissed out.

Back in Ergad King Jerald felt a sharp pain on his wound, he lifted his garment and noticed that his wound was back, he laughed out loud, “Omen?? He is not dead, he is alive!” he said with tears of Joy before he dropped to the ground. His sons ran to him and lifted him, he was burning up,”

“What's happening,” Barrick asked worried

“Omen is alive and he has started drawing energy from father,” Nephius replied.

“Who is Omen?” Princess Elsa asked

“Who is she?” Miguel asked

“I'm Princes Elsa from Arthora,”

“Leave now! You are not welcomed here,” Rachel stated and ordered her sons to take king Jerald into his chambers.

Back in hell Clarris chanted some words and disappeared leaving Omen locked up. Her quick thinking to teleport Omen in hell and trap him had worked. Previously she had noticed that when he was hurt he would transform into a more powerful creature so a physical fight or supernatural one was not an option.

She teleported back to forest in hopes of finishing the sacrifice with or without Cleselda. 

But when she landed on the sacrificial ground she found it burning. The pool of sacrificial blood was burnt to ashes and there was no blood or Dark Knight heads.

She looked over and it was Darrell, he smiled and said, “I warned you that I would betray you should any knights be killed,”

“No no no no no no!” Clarris cried out.