Witchcraft [MissyChan x SoulNote]

[SoulNote]

With the war on witches, their land was hunting them down. They were rats giving a disease to everything they touched. The medieval times were not a good place for those with power. They could do whatever they wanted to do. Rex had hell magic, making priests and high commanders from the crusade shaky. The family was holding together, because they were the only two left...

[MissyChan]

Zoey leaned back against the concrete wall, looking over at Rex "We're in trouble now, aren't we?" she mumbled, as she tried to make herself comfortable down on the cold, dirty floor. Looking carefully around, she tried to find anything that could help them out of this pinch, however she couldn't see anything useful in the dim light.

A sigh left her lips, things had been bad lately, but it all culminate when a few idiots managed to capture them because of one stupid mistake. Owing to her and Rex's powers they would probably be killed, if they couldn't fine a way out of here. Zoey possessed the powers of fire, the element fire to be more precise, in addition to a few minor powers. In the medieval world it was a powerful and feared ability.

[SoulNote]

"There, there..." Rex’s words came out with the purpose of comfort, calming Zoey down. Rex wasn't the calmest person in the world. Every time he felt nervous, his left leg would shake a bit. By the constant tapping on the wall behind them, he felt like an earthquake. "I can always give them Roger..." The problem with Rex’s power was the cost of it. Using hell magic included sacrifice, whatever it might be.

Rex petted Zoey in the head, "What do you think? If i use "Roger" we can get out of here. But, we have to move quickly out of the town again" The word "again" was said with a dark look on his face. "I can only use this if you agree..." The spell involving Rex eating the two human hearts, his mind went to the two of the three soldiers holding them at bay.

Two of the idiots went steady towards them, holding their swords ready to kill them off.

[MissyChan]

Zoey's body tensed when she heard the word "Roger", she didn't like the thought of it since she knew what it involved, however she couldn't come up with any other possible option. "You know I hate it... But at the moment I don't think we have much of a choice..." she mumbled, biting her lip a little harder.

She looked at her brother with worry in her eyes, knowing this wasn't easy for him either, a resigned sigh left her lips. "Go on, Rex... Do your best." she said, forcing a smile, 'or your worst' she thought to herself. She stumbled to her feet looking quickly towards the door, at moments like this she wished she had better control over her own powers, then she'd might be able to do something about it.

[SoulNote]

The two guards had never seen this kind of act before, they would enjoy a new type of pain. The only bad part is that, they couldn't tell it to their friends over a beer after the show. Rex stood in the middle of the room talking to Satan. "Thy red and thy hound shall eat the meat of my heart. Thy hound shall be my servant, to dark takes my soul" His glows began to glow black, and his laughter began to echo through the dungeon.

Two pale human beings stood before him, shaky and sacred by the man standing before them. Rex impaled his hands into their chest, taking a hold on their pumping hearts. Rex slowly dragged them out, the men screamed in pain. Their swords hit his shoulders Rex's blood began to stream down on the floor. Then finally Rex stood there with two beating human hearts in his hands and swords impaled into his body. *Swallow* *Swallow* the hearts was gone, and a small dog house built by the human flesh stood in front of him. Rex fell on his back with a normal sized dog on his belly, but this was no normal dog it was a hell hound with two heads licking his face.

[MissyChan]

Zoey moved out of the way, into the darkest corner of the room, she knew better than to disturb him when he started with this black magic of his. And after all, to be honest, it scared life out of her every time. She watched as she started to glow back, listened to the words coming out of his mouth, but the scary part was the laughter. When he laughed like that cold chills found their way down her spine, making her feel like a little piece of hell was up here, and that might not be all wrong either.

She followed him on a little distance, hearing screams as two lives was erased from the earth, she knew it was a necessary sacrifice. Though she'd probably never get used to watch her own brother killing people they would have been dead if he didn't. It was either them or the guards, so she didn't mind it that much after all. As the dog appeared, she looked quickly around "We better get out of here..." she mumbled, regarding him carefully, to make sure that he was okay.

[SoulNote]

Some miss made barks, came out of Roger’s heads, while Zoey helped Rex. "Agreed» he replied as he tightened his cloth, two swords marks were placed on the jacket, the two guards had done some damage. Small drops of blood would run down his jacket, leaving marks on the floor every time he moved. «Don’t think about the blood, Roger can take care of it" He tried to make a little smile, making the situation a little happier. While the two headed dog licked the ground, where his blood landed.

A long hallway on the right has well on the left side. Opening the door rec said "Zoey, you can go first, i will be behind you" Walking out on the right side he looked at Roger, Rex barked at him, making him stand ready. "I think it is clever to go left, it was there the guards came from. If you find some kind of door that might lead to the outside. I will be right behind you" The halls were dark, but they were lit up by candle sticks. The hallway leading left had a small wind blow from its end. The candle flames moved with it liking the oxygen out of it.


The screams had made most of the guard stand ready, they held a meeting in the right most located room from them. Has they ran left they could make time head of them. Hoping the other prisoners would help the guard out by yelling. The other prisoners were sitting on the cold floor, with their own story, and their own injuries. Looking at the siblings escape, made their life only worse, by the time they had passed the first door, the yelling began. With all their might, prisoners smashed on the iron bars. Rex said with concern, "I think we need to move a little faster"