Hells Royalty The Princess (21 page)

"That's it!" I shrieked.

"Yeah, pretty much.  I've promised them for a long
time that we could change things for the Underworld and the dark creatures that
live in it.  They just want it done; they are tired of living a miserable
life under the control of Damien." He sighed and dropped in the recliner
and palmed his face, trying to rub off the frustration.

"Yeah, well try running from him for your entire
life.  You guys just live under his rule, and honestly you guys could just
rebel and choose to live however you want.  How about you guys live my
life for a while, where every dark creature you meet wants you dead or captured
and see how well you like your old life instead.  This is not going to be
something simple to do, they are crazy if they think you can just bed me and
create a new race.  We have to take Damien down, and not just kill him; he
must be trapped because if we or anyone else manages to kill him, we all
die."  I told him pacing in front of him, frustrated at what all
these idiots were expecting.

"I understand that, they are just anxious.  Let's
move on to something that we can plan out right now.  What are we to do
about tonight?" he looked to me for answers.

"Well I thought about that all night.  At first I
thought I might could use my astral body, but I've never done it so I don't
know if my magic will be strong enough in that form.  Will you help me
try?  I have to have someone watching over my human form or I can be lost
in the spirit world."  I looked at him skeptically.

"Sure let's try, if it keeps you from really getting
beaten by Lilith.  How do we do this thing then?" he asked lazily.

"You're going to have to be more alert about this if
you really want to help me.  If this isn't done right then I could die or
be trapped in the spirit world forever.  Would you like to have a ghost as
a bride, although I guess I wouldn't mind, because you couldn't bed me
then?" I sneered at him, really starting to regret asking him for help.

"Holy hell, you can be a bitch!  How did those
guys put up with you?  Oh wait, I know, one kicked you to the curb and the
other realized he would rather be a brother figure to the ice queen bitch,
versus her lover!" he growled steadily back at me.

Even for me and the fact that it came from him shouldn't
have bothered me, but it did, it kind of hurt.  But I would not let him
see that, let him think of me as the ice queen.  I went and lay down
outside on the grass, I wanted a closer connection to mother earth; hopefully
it would help to keep me connected to this plane.

"You have to put one hand on my heart and the other on
my stomach.  You also need to be touching the earth, so remove those boots
and socks.  You are my anchor to this plane, so if you even remove one
hand off of me or move a foot off the ground, I lose my connection to this
plane.  If I get stuck in the spirit plane, my body will turn into a
corpse and wither away.  Do you understand how important you are to this
process?  I am literally leaving my life in your hands, so you better take
damn good care of it or I will come back and haunt your ass on a daily
basis." I didn't look at him; I could only hope that I stressed how
dangerous this was going to be and how important his role in this was.

I closed my eyes as I heard him settle down beside me. 
He removed his boots and shoes as I had asked and then took a very shaky
breath, and when it came out it was still just as shaky.  I guess he
actually did grasp how huge this was.

When he placed his hands on me I admit, I jumped a little,
and that had him backpedaling so fast it was like I had spit fire on him.

"Are you okay?  Did I do something wrong?" he
asked me quickly in that shaky voice.

"Aaron, calm down please.  Your hands were just
cold and they made me shiver, I was also concentrating on the spell I was going
to have to say and I wasn't prepared for your hands.  It's alright, just
calm down and when you touch me just think about keeping my body here with
you.  You have to keep a constant thought about me, whether it's my eyes,
the color of my hair, or even how much of a bitch I am.  Just keep a
steady thought about me, your hands on my body, and your feet in the ground and
everything will be just fine."  I told him very calmly, my tone did
not reflect what I was feeling on the inside, pure chaos, and I am glad that he
did not know that.

"I am going to attempt to put my astral body in the
bedroom in there.  Hopefully you will be able to see and hear me, if you
do don't freak out and let go.  Just acknowledge me and I will see what
all I am capable of doing.  Now get your thought in your head because I am
ready."  I closed my eyes and began the chant that would separate my
spirit from my body.

I slowly became quieter and quieter with the chant until I
was only saying it inside of my head.  I pictured my spirit, a ghost like
form of myself standing up away from my body and just looking down at me. 
At first it was just a thought, but then I actually started feeling myself
being torn out of my body.  It felt like I was being ripped right out of
my skin and it burned like ice does sometimes.

Then there was nothing, I felt nothing else.  The only
thing that I did feel was lightheaded as I looked at my actual body lying on
the ground while I stood above it.  The sensation was weird, looking at
one’s own body and not being in it.  I mean if you don't have an actual
body can you actually feel anything anymore?

"Aaron?" I called out his name, nothing.  He
didn't respond, not even in the slightest.  Maybe he just can't hear me, I
wonder if he can see me?  I walked over to the doorway, but as I entered
the light I noticed that I didn't have any feet or legs.  Well damn,
that's not good.  No voice, no body, that is just dandy.  Son of a
bitch, why does this shit happen to me?
Apparently I am not doing something right.  I haven't read anywhere in my
journals on how to do this.  My mom never tried it; she said it was
something that never interested her so I have no instructions or guidelines to
follow on this.  The only thing I have is rumors from other witches who
have done this and the spell that they used, along with that I only have my
instincts.

I needed to get back inside of my body I guessed.  I
mean if I can be seen or heard, what's the point in trying this experiment any
longer.  I was just starting the chant to put myself back in when I heard
a commotion outside of the bedroom door.

There were muffled voices, one was a female and the others
were male, they were all arguing.  Hmm, I wonder what is going on out
there.  If I am invisible and can’t be heard, that would be very
beneficial for me right about now if I wanted to sneak out and investigate the
area.

I took a breath and stepped through the shut door.  I
felt my body, or rather my misty form just slide right though I froze when I
reached the other side.

I was in the Underworld.  That no good bastard, he
brought me to the Underworld, how dare he bring me down here.  I was going
to kill him the moment I got back in my body.

There was a movement to my right and I walked closer to the
people in the shadows.  It was Affinia with a few other vampires and they
all seemed to be in a heated discussion.

"How the hell am I supposed to know?  All I know
is that he was supposed to bring Grayson back with the bitch.  He betrayed
me, he granted her to call the shots and he left the one thing he promised
me."  She was seething with anger and it was all directed at me and
Aaron.

"So what are you asking of us Affinia?" a shorter
male vampire asked.  He had olive toned skin, and he was on the short
side, probably a little shorter than me.  His accent sounded like he was
from Italy, but had learned to hide it somewhat.

"Antonio you will lead a pack to go back to the house
and kill all the wolves.  Once they are out of the way you will bring me
the prophet and Grayson.  I'm sure he hasn't gotten in a good feeding
since I left him there, so he should be weak enough for your minions to
overtake.  I will find a way into that damn room so that I can get the
bitch myself.  Once I have her, I will take her to Damien and he will be
ever grateful to me and my loyal followers." She gave him her snarl, which
she thought was sexy.

Well kiss my ass, the vamp bitch was going to double cross
Aaron and hand me over to Damien herself.  I'll be damned if I was going
to let that happen, let alone let her go and kill all the wolves.

I turned to head back into the room but found that the door
was gone.  Where did my room go?  There wasn't a door anymore, only
darkness and hell fires scattered here and there.  Off to the left there
was a murky, nasty river, I can’t say flowing, more like creeping past and
there were withered bushes and rocks scattered everywhere.

Finally I clicked inside of my head.  My oasis was
literally that, an oasis that wasn't real.  It was all magic ked and
false.  Aaron must have had that witch create the space for me inside of
this barren waste land.

Since I couldn't get back in through my door, I did the only
thing I could think of.  I was going to have to put myself back inside my
body from out here.  Great, first time out and I get stuck doing stuff
that I have no clue how to do.

I slowly felt the tug of my body as I stood there
concentrating on where it had been lying.  I pictured the place where I
lay down and how my body felt against the cool earth.  I imagined the
grass that was touching my arms and how comforting it was for me.  The tug
became stronger and I felt my ghostly form being sucked right back into my body
and then the rush of air as it entered my lungs.

I sat up and took a deep breath, it felt amazing to be back
in my body, breathing air.  Aaron fell back and just stared at me.

"What the hell did it not work?" he asked out of
breath.

I just looked at him before I threw a right punch and decked
him in the nose.  I heard and felt it break under my knuckles and then I
felt the warm blood cover them, and I reared back and did it again.

He just missed the second punch, so I got up to my feet and
backed away from him.  I instantly began surveying my surrounding. 
There was the beautiful stream that had been transformed from that nasty muck
that was in the Underworld.

"You broke my nose.  Did you lose your mind on the
other side?  Bitch." He muttered.  It was more like he mumbled
the words because of his broken nose, his words were now muffled and weird
sounding.  He better be glad that's all I did.

"You sorry ass, son of a bitch, you brought me to the
Underworld!  How could you?" I yelled at him, unable to keep my
temper.

I could feel magic back building inside of me and my fingers
were beginning to get warm.  He stood there looking at me with shocked
eyes.  He set his nose before trying to speak to me anymore.  It
didn't help any, it was swollen and anyone could look at him right now and
realize that he had been punched.

"You broke my nose, you crazy bitch!" he managed
to get out through gritted teeth.

"You brought me to the Underworld, so I don't call us
even yet.  I say I'm only leveling the playing field.  You give me a
surprise move, I retaliate much worse than you would have ever expected."
I seethed at him.

"How do you even know?  I thought you were only
projecting to the bedroom?" he asked as he wiped the blood off his chin.

"I did astral project to the bedroom, but you couldn't
see or hear me and I was just about to put myself back in when I heard an
argument from outside.  Well curiosity got to me and I decided that I
would go and see what was going on.  When I stepped through the door, what
do I discover?  I find out that I am in the Underworld in a room that has
been created by magic, and all of this is nothing but a big lie!" I
finished in a yell.

"Well where else did you think I would take you? 
I'm a dark creature, I thrive in this place.  Since I have moved down
here, my powers have gotten stronger than they ever could have living up
top.  And if I didn't live down here, I wouldn't be able to have this many
followers if I didn't stay down here, being down here they look at me as one of
their own.  Living up top they looked at me like I was weak and pathetic
so I would have been a fool to have stayed up there." He was talking in a
normal tone, I guess he was trying his best to not yell and get angered.

I scoffed at him, "Followers?  You think you have
followers; you only have weak fools who think that they have found someone who
will help get them free.  They would follow anyone if they thought they
could do that.  I also hate to tell, but your follower Affinia, she and
her vampire buddies are planning a double cross on you.  I saw them
talking outside of here and she is pissed off at you.  You promised her
Grayson and you didn't deliver, so she is sending back some vampires to kill
off all the wolves and capture him and Jace.  Then she plans on handing me
over to Damien herself for the freedom of vampires." I told him, but this
time I kept my voice at a normal tone also, I didn't want to yell anymore.

"Are you serious?  How could she do that? 
She doesn't have the numbers to kill all the wolves and I really doubt Grayson
will let her get the drop on him again.  As for the prophet, he will be
safe as long as he stays inside of the ward you created.  Your magic is
still there and it will continue to work just fine.  As for getting to
you, that's just downright impossible.  This room was made to only allow
you and me to be in here, no other dark creature is granted entry.  She
will not be able to do any of the things that she is planning." He said as
if this was no real news to him and it was just a normal conversation.

"Really, you're going to act like this is not a big
deal.  First off, I bet she has many more vampire followers than you
really know about.  She is a lady of the vampires; she is a creator so I
am damn sure she has many children that she has made that will do her
bidding.  I'm certainly sure that they will obey only her and not think
twice about killing or over turning you.  Second, Jace cannot stay in that
house forever, and besides he doesn't know that he needs to.  He doesn't
realize he is in any danger from them at this moment, he hasn't been
warned.  And third, and most important, I AM NOT STAYING HERE!  I
will not stay in the Underworld, the one place that I never, ever wanted to go
to.  You have really lost your freaking mind if you think that I am
staying here, especially after all that I have just learned." I told him
with complete authority.