Ascension Of The Blood Throne by Mikel Wilson (red scrolls of magic .TXT) 📗

not like this world has ever been seen by us slayers. This was a brilliant plan... Destroy them from the inside out!" Rachael acknowledged.

"Mother, please tell me you didn't betray us!" Lillith cried.

“I did what had to be done. Only you will be spared, the rest of your people will be destroyed.”

“That will not happen,” Christian stated, pointing his newly removed sword at his mother. “I cannot believe I trusted you, and you led them here to destroy my people. Now that we rule, things will be different. I beg you, Mother, don’t do this.”

"You beg her, do you? How rude of me not to introduce myself. It would seem you have met a regular slayer, but I am the pinnacle. I am a master slayer, no vampire can match me in any way. I will now order you to stand down or be destroyed. You are the lucky ones; Alisha begged the Federation that you and your friends be spared. The others, however, will be destroyed, and then we are going home," Rachael revealed.

“How? You cannot leave this place because, like it or not, you are still human. Once the border has been crossed, there is no going back. So, you may as well get comfortable and get along. We aren’t the only people here in Penumbra; there are many others, and some are even more powerful than we are,” Christian countered.

“That’s why we brought the most powerful sorceress in our realm. I'm sure your spell will be broken, and we will gladly sail home.” Rachael pointed to her head and bragged, “We have thought of everything. We have placed a bomb in your castle, so your people, your brood, everything will be destroyed along with this god-forsaken place! You are all evil, killing and slaughtering innocents. That stops now!

Lillith could stand no more and dove over her brother, landing a solid punch to Rachael’s jaw and drawing blood. Lillith pointed and said, “You are mortal and can bleed, and if you bleed, you can die.”

An angry scream from Rachael filled the air as lightning formed around her.

Ayden and Emily looked at each other and nodded. They threw down some powder, causing them and all of their allies to disappear from where the slayers were and reappear miles away.

“This is getting worse and worse, Christian. Our mother has betrayed us, the giants may be plotting against us with Robert, who has challenged us to a duel to the death, and the slayers have placed a bomb that will destroy us and our people. Can it get any worse? Oh wait, it can! We don’t know where the bomb is!” Lillith wailed.

“I know it's serious, but you also have pulled the swords from the ancient stone. You two are the ones to rule, and I have to believe those swords will help us. I can’t even believe it, my soon to be husband and my best friend are the heirs to the throne!” Mackinzie blushed.

Christian, trying to do things the right way even in the turmoil, went to one knee in front of Mackinzie and said, “I hope I’m doing this the right way. Would you give me the honor of being your husband?”

“Yes, Christian, I will,” Mackinzie responded, covering her mouth and holding back tears.

"Oh my God!" Lillith squealed, grabbing Mackinzie’s hands and jumping up and down. "We are going to be sisters!" Mackinzie joined in the squealing and the girls were quickly shushed by Christian.

“I’m thrilled, but we’ll have to celebrate later. We are still in giant territory,” Christian reminded them.

Ayden and Emily smiled as they laid a hand on Christian’s and Lillith’s shoulders. “You will be even stronger as soon as we go back to see Morgan. She is an elder of both races, so I'm sure she will tell you what you need to do,” Ayden said.

"Okay, we have to know... Exactly how do you two know magic, and exactly when did you learn you could use it?" Christian inquired.

The twins smiled as they waved their hands into the air and began telling their origin story. “Long ago, the great sorcerer, Merlin, fell in love. The woman he took to be his bride was just a human but so passionate about life. After their marriage, our mother was conceived. Yes, Merlin is our grandfather. But the funny thing about magic is the balance must always be maintained. As the day of our mother’s birth drew near, a dark cloud settled over us and has haunted us to this day. Our grandmother, Glory, was turned into a shade responsible for hunting anyone who did not follow the rules of Penumbra. Our grandfather was stricken with grief and threw himself into protecting the king, your father, King Alexander. My mother was left to raise herself, and when she was old enough, she fell in love with the wrong man, Captain Robert. And that is our greatest shame, that our father is Captain Robert. Our mixed heritage and magic come from our mother, and we’ve tried hard to avoid any of our father’s traits,” Ayden explained as they hung their heads in shame.

"You have sacrificed so much to save us, including turning against the only family you have in order to save the throne," Lillith said with a lump in her throat.

"Seeing our grandfather choose both of you to rule was everything we needed to know. Our choice was the right one. Our father is a dark man and will lead the kingdom further into darkness. We must help restore the light," Emily asserted.

Together, they headed back toward Morgan while the slayers were on the move, hunting Robert and the giant slayers.

"Robert is mine," Alisha insisted through gritted teeth. “I can't wait to remove his head from his body.”

Rachael smiled at the thought of killing more vampires as they made their way back toward the place where they first saw Robert and the giant slayers. Unfortunately for them, they were moving deeper into giant territory.

Robert, who had started the