Princess Cari The Queendom Isles Part Five

The Fourth Witch

When they landed on the next island they immediately noticed something ere there was a thin pale white mist surrounding the darkened island. They looked around as they stood there on the dusty doc they could see neither boat nor person there. As they looked around they spotted that underneath the doc there were thin cobwebs and fungus covered the polls supporting the doc.

It was still dark even-though, by Ryo's reforming as a human, they could tell that the sun was up. They could see that the trees were anything but well groomed and has overgrown vines choking the life out of them. The leaves were pale and the ground was covered with a pale thick overgrown grass.

“I don't like the look of this.”

“You are not the only one.”

Scar remained quiet and shivered. Her face was as pale as the leaves and her eyes seemed to be out of focus and distant. Her eyebrows were raised as if she was about to cry, but her eyes refused to let those tears drop.

“What is it Scar?”

She shook her head as she walked on and gave Ryo his clothes back not looking at him once.

“Thank you.” he said clearly feeling slightly humiliated. “What?”

“Nothing, it's just I thought that you would have become used to thing like this.” Cari replied.

“Oh, I'd like to see you go through all of this once one of the moons are full!”

“Well, fortunately I don't but if I did I know I would have to get over my humiliation as soon as I can. After all I would not want that to get in the way of whatever it was that I had to do.” she said.

“Well not everyone's you.”

They then hear a low and chilling moan that sent shock-waves throughout their bodies. They spotted a man coming from the mists. He was barely picking up his feet as he almost slid. There seemed to be a grim odour coming from him and they could see that there were worms chewing away at his rotten flesh as his clothes hung from his dead figure. His eyeballs were out on display, held barely in place by the decaying eyelids. The most unnerving thing about them was the fact that the pupils, who were clearly being hit by different rays of light did neither increase or decrease in size.

“A zombie!”

“Wait, they exist?”

“Yes, and that means that the witch must have the blood or have the knowledge of the witchdoctors of the Sundesert Planes.” she said as she raised her cross bow to his head and fired. “Which beans that you can take these creatures out, after all it's already dead and you can't kill what's already dead.”

“She is right Mythos Puros, after all the soul has long since departed from the body, this means that you are doing nothing but defending the honour of the one who that body belonged to.” The Chronicler explained. “And when you put an arrow or stab the head you sever the connection between witchdoctor and the brain of the vessel.”

Scar looked at her and nodded.

“Here, I believe that this is best in your hands.” she said as she gave her a long sword with a crimson blade and a black hilt decorated with purple stones. “Her name is Darkector, once you have done, would you remember to return it?”

Scar nodded. She looked at it with a frown.

“Why haven't you give me this earlier?” she asked.

“Darkector is very specific about who holds her and I had to make sure that you had the best personality was compatible to the one that she likes.” she explained.

Scar nodded.

“Oh, and please call me Scar or Scarborough.”

The Chronicler nodded. They soon came to the end of the doc and spotted that even the beech was a dark shade of grey like one found on a volcanic island, but this was not one of those. Cari and Ryo both knew that the dark magic on the island must have changed the sand, and if they were from Scar's world they would know that it was chemically different now too. However the only thing that they knew was that those beeches were not going to be the same again, even after the magic of the land had been lifted.

They then spotted a woman in black laced dress. Her dark chocolate skin was dirty but it was all too clear that she was not dead and that she was very much alive. Scar raised her blade to her deducing that this woman must have been the witch. Then she spotted that there was a disrepair in her ink black eyes and her light brunette hair was all mattered and messy. She dropped the sword deducing that she was not the witch.

“Queen Bethany? Is that you?” Cari asked.

“Princess Cari, it is and might I ask whatever is it that you are here, with Prince Ryo above all people?” she asked.

“The Kingdom Isle War is over and we are here to kill a witch.” she said.

“Why? I thought that King Alex-”

“Had to let me go, after all he knew that I belonged elsewhere as I did the moment that I found out that Ryo was my half brother and my mother was the queen of the dragons.” she said.

“So has he told you everything about that then?”

“Yes.”

“Including why he gave you that bracelet?” she said pointing to it.

“What do you mean?” she asked.

“Never mind, if he has not then it is far from my place to tell you. So, may I ask what is your place Fallen Princess?” she asked looking directly at The Chronicler.

“I am their guide.” she said.

“So do you know where the witch is?” Scar asked.

“Well, I must admit that was a little out of place, and may I assume that you are a Mythos Puros?” she asked.

“Yes, but don't call me that. It's either Scar or Scarborough.”

She nodded.

“I see that you do not like that title, however I do believe that it would do you good to learn to. Now the witch is in a tomb on the sacred ground. She has been there for five years and that was where she started this zombie plague, see the moment that she had arrived here she walked directly to that place and used her enchantments to reanimate the dead. This was when my reign, almost over night became luxurious and comfortable to a nightmare. After the first that was all but wiped out was the peasants then the Lords and Ladies and then the nobles and aristocrats now all the survivors are in the church building where the Great Being is protecting them.” she explained.

Nodding they looked at each-other.

“So would you mind guiding us there and once that you do, make sure to get yourself in the holy building.” Ryo said.

She nodded as her eyelids dropped a few millimetres.

“I just want this nightmare to end. I cannot see another become part of her undead army.” she sighed.

They followed her on a dead and dry mud road that had been trodden on so many times that the feet had engraved a small ditch I the ground. They soon came to the place after climbing a large hill. She pointed over to the largest crib tomb which looked as if it had been made from black glass but it was all too clear that it was once marble.

“That one.” she said.

“Thank you, now go to your people, and tell them that their nightmare will be over.” The Chronicler said.

They soon came to the doors and then the doors opened. Their eyes spotted a childish looking woman with crimson eyes that the colour was almost eclipsing the whites of her eyes with a purple ring where the colour met the whites. Her hair was blond and long. Her dress was bright yellow and her skin looked healthy and honey coloured.

“Hi you lot! It's about time you came.” she said. She raised her hand and with a two fingered twitch the three were pushed and flew in and then the doors as they quickly closed in front of The Chronicler.

They tried to move but they soon found that they could not.

“Don't try that, after all the paralysis spell is very hard to break, after all I am a very powerful witch if I say so myself.” she boasted with such confidence.

She then looked at Cari. She then flicked her up and she was upright like a pole. She felt like her entire body was hanging on a invisible force that she could not see. She tried to move again but she could not. She tried to use her magic but all she could do was get a small shallow cut beneath this witches eye that would not even leave a scar. She did not even look as if it brought her pain but she smiled.

“That tickled!” she giggled. “What were you trying to do?”

She tried to open her mouth to retort but she could not even move her mouth. See in this she rolled her eyes and clicked and she found that her jaw and lips were able to move.

“What's it to you?” she asked, realising that there was not retort that she could say that would do anything. “You little dart.” she added to make her look more braver than how she actually felt.

She laughed.

“I like you.” she said as she drew in close to her and started to roll up her shirt exposing the large x on her stomach that stated where the dip of the ribcage to the top of her trousers with the crossing point bing her belly button.

Scar looked at it and her eyes dropped to the direction of hers. Ryo's eye widened spotting that her curse mark was bigger than his.

“Wow! That's big! I mean I've seen bigger but not one that was pitch black that size!” she excaimed as she placed her hand on it. She closed her eyes and the x started to glow and burn. Cari started feeling a burning pain throughout her body as she felt her heartbeat increase and her head felt light and dizzy like she was in the state between sleep and awake. She felt the pain rise until she found herself screaming out in pain.

Then she felt the other hand around her wrist and then something sharp dug itself into her vanes and blood was being released. She screamed louder as tears started to flow. That was when they all saw the witch become eclipsed by a bright light like that of a sun and then she looked at her an smiled as she vanished as there was nothing remaining of her but a pile of ash on the floor. That was when cuts appeared on Cari's arms but then, when they would ordinarily stop they continued up until they reached the shoulders.

“Who was that?” she whispered as she collapsed.

“I can not say that I know. However with that magic I would have claimed that the was a witch of old, on par with Grasharlo.” The Chronicler said.

“Cari! Your bracelet!” Scar exclaimed. She looked down to see that it was broken and some of the broken parts were deeply in-beaded into her flesh.