The Other World (Part 9)
Published Aug 26, 2010

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After finding the truth of why she was brought here, Violet remains trapped in the dungeon, wondering what Adam's real intentions are...

After finding the truth of why she was brought here, Violet remains trapped in the dungeon, wondering what Adam's real intentions are... We followed the path down to the Elf-man's house and then we took a short-cut through the forest. Branches tore at my clothes and skin, my legs felt like they would collapse from under me with exhaustion. But I kept running. I could see the forest thinning and I could see the dirt path. As we got closer, I could see foot prints. Ones that I recognised to be mine and a smaller pair that must have been Violets. Other footprints spread across the surface of the path like ugly blemishes that stood out towards the edge of the path. They were older than mine and Violets and I knew who they belonged to. Violet's 'father'. "Come," Evita said, she led me towards the hut in which Violet and I found our clothes. She took the handle and it opened silently. I followed her inside, I saw the dress that Violet had left sprawled carelessly on the bed. A lump rose in my throat, but I forced it back down. How could I have left her? She dragged a full length mirror from under the bed, showing far more strength that was possible for a woman. She started to chant in a strange foreign tongue. For a few seconds nothing happened, but then the surface of the mirror started to ripple like disturbed water...
"Witchcraft," I breathed.
The image that had replaced our reflections caused me to gasp in shock and fear. It was Violet's father, his face laughing. The image changed to see Violet and a woman, behind prison bars. It changed again to Violet's father, but something was happening to him, his face was distorting and changing shape, his hair was growing and soon he was an entirely different person all together. His mouth spoke, but there was no sound. The mirror surface rippled and our reflections were shown once more.
"That man was not Violet's father," Evita said, "In fact, that wasn't a man at all. His name is Abbadon and he is a demon. He will take revenge on Violet's mother through Violet. You must go back and save Violet. Be wary, he has minions who can take the form of humans, but you can recognise them through their fogged over eyes. Only your love can save Violet! Quick, we have no time!"
"But what do I do?" I asked,
"When you are facing him, you will know,"
"But that doesn't help!" I said, my voice raised, but she shook her head and pushed me towards the door. As soon as I was out the doorway, I broke into a run and went through the forest.
I ran over the bridge and it was soon nightfall, a voice in the back of my mind told me that I was too late and that there was no point. But I pushed myself to save Violet, I owed her that much. After what seemed like hours of running, I finally reached the house. A ghostly fog lingered around my ankles but I ignored it and kept running. The trees in the garden were dead and twisted and their branches seemed to reach out at me. But I kept running. The steps up to the front door of the house had been warped with rain and they seemed to be different heights, getting higher as I went up them. I entered the house through the front door. The room was decorated with a number of strange objects, some I recognised and others I had never seen before. Something glinted in the corner of my eye, a small rectangular metal tablet sat on the table beside the door. I picked it up, on it's other side it had smaller rectangles embedded into it. I pushed on one and the square above the rectangles lit up an unearthly blue. I gasped and dropped the metal tablet. It shattered on the floor. I jumped back and another strange object caught my eye; a plant, but it's leaves grew in a spiral.
"Witch craft," I whispered again.
I turned and spotted the door, examining the other strange objects on my way. The only one familiar to me was a bottle of wine, although the shape was foreign. I gingerly opened the door, my hands were shaking with fear. I stepped into the room... Violet's Point of View

"That must be your boyfriend now," Adam's voice slithered through my ears, making me feel sick. "Well, we can't have him playing the hero and spoiling my fun, can we?"
He clicked his fingers and he disappeared.
Roan's Point of View

I exhaled with relief at the empty room. It was sparsely decorated,
"And where do you think you're going?" A smooth voice trickled in my ears. I looked around and then finally up...
The man I saw in the mirror was stood on a balcony, looking down on me.
"I suppose dear Evita told you to come back did she?" I stared up at him, but said nothing.
"Not speaking, eh?" The man smirked, "No matter,"
He jumped down and landed perfectly.
"I suppose Evita said that your love for Violet could let you defeat me? Hah!" He said harshly, "The thought is so ridiculous that it's not even funny. I know, I'll let you talk to your love, she'll set you straight."
He clicked his fingers and three people appeared, Violet, her father and a woman who I supposed was her mother. They stared blankly at me, as though in a world of their own. "I'll leave you to, ehem, make up," He said, he turned and left through the door on the other side of the room. "Violet!" I said when he'd left, "It's okay, he's gone, you can stop pretending!" But Violet didn't stop. She stared through me like I wasn't there,
"Please Violet, don't do this!" I pleaded, but she still stared.
It was then I remembered, Abbadon had minions that had clouded over eyes! That wasn't Violet! So I walked around Violet and to the other door. But surely Abbadon wouldn't make it this easy,
"You can't leave now," A raspy metallic voice sounded, "We're only just getting started."
I turned to face the voice and all three of the figures had turned to face me. The one who looked like Violet spoke: "You're not going anywhere."

So many apologies for the long gap between parts, I was on holiday! I hope you enjoy this part and I shall give myself a kick up the backside in getting these parts done quickly for you.

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#1vampirequeen2000Aug 26, 2010

Cool    \:\)  \:\)

#2martoeleAug 27, 2010

Very good and intriguing chapter! Waiting for the next one. Ah... and congratulations for having the story on the index page. \:cool\: ~ Margo

#3jarletAug 27, 2010

Brilliant story and extraordinary screens! waiting eagerly for the next part...\:\)

#4rdperson88Aug 27, 2010

this story is great i just read all nine parts and its very intersting i cant wait for the next part. \:rah\:

#5AurosonicAug 27, 2010

great story, keep it up. awsome pictures!

#6catcher1312aSep 5, 2010

That. Is.  AMAZING!!!   I can't wait to read the rest!!

#7FlatterSep 10, 2010

what a cool fantasy story! \:\)

#8MangioSep 13, 2010

Interesting... i hope he saves Violet \:wub\: Glad he remembered what Evita told him \;\) Off to read the next chapter

#9isarpgistaDec 23, 2010

Awesome story! \:D

#10Dec 25, 2010

great story

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