Chapter 31

Lux's POV

Darkness was all I could see. Something I never knew I could ever experience as the goddess of light.

As the goddess of light, I was prone to reign over darkness but at the moment, it was the vice versa, darkness was ruling over me.

Coldness and numbness was what had overpowered me.

I was not myself anymore. This strange and negative feeling was unbearable. It made my heart ache and made me feel uncomfortable.

My lungs hurt due to the lack of air. The burning feeling in them reminded me that I had overestimated myself.

I felt weak, my nose and throat ached in addition, my body felt weak. I didn't know where exactly I was though I knew that I was still under water.

I refused to die like this. The thought of loosing my life under water was infuriating. How would my parents think of me if I died here?

This would be embarrassing them, making them and other gods feel like I wasn't strong enough, I wasn't well trained or skilled enough to be a guardian let alone a goddess.

Concentrating on my inner energy, I let the feeling of the new strength rise and spread throughout my body. It wasn't easy, the lack of air made it hard for me to concentrate.

If I could be able to regain and compose my inner energy, I would be able to stay alive at least, until the time I'd be able to get above water.

"You forgot who you are". The inner me said in a stern and firm tone.

"You pretended to be human for so long just because of the mere mortal you fell for". She added.

Through my half shut eyes, I could see my replica standing above me in all her light glory.

It was either my imagination or she was there for real.

She was breathing and that made me envious. She was stronger and more capable of doing anything that she wanted. My current feelings towards her had to stop somehow.. To think about it, I was envious of myself.

"You shut me in, you stopped listening to me, you stopped letting me take control even for a minute and let your emotions control you instead. Now you're here asking me for help?" She asked in a taunting tone, her arms crossed against her chest.

"Do you know how it feels when you are imprisoned by your own self? Do you know how it feels to watch yourself make the wrong decisions and trust the wrong people?" She questioned, pointing at me with her index finger.

Yeah, I know I trusted Kira but how was I supposed to know that she wasn't fully supporting us? She was now under my protection anyways since the ritual took place.

There was no time for small talk. Couldn't she see that I was on the verge of death?

"Fine!" She spat and looked away for a minute before looking at me. "I'll help you, I'll make us stronger and keep us alive but in one condition". She proposed.

This was now getting over me! Like seriously? I was now going to make a deal with myself?.

But the fact that she was me and was able to breathe, was a whole flex. Whatever she wanted I'd do it. She was a part of me anyway. What harm could she do to us?

She was just a stronger and much more powerful version of me. If I wanted to get out of this alive, then, this was the only way.

I'd let her name her price!.

"They don't know that you're human form died and this is another one that you're trying to create". She started, reminding me of the lightning that hit my human form hours ago hadn't been able to survive through.

"Stop trying to create another human form, that's what's weakening you even more. Let me take over and be in charge. Let me show you what true power is". She said, emphasizing strongly on the word "me".

Either way, I couldn't do this on my own. I needed her. She was my original form. It was high time I embraced myself and became that stronger version again.

"Let me do things my own way. Let me think for us, fight for us and breathe for us. All you have to do is watch and shut up". She remarked.

Geez, she hadn't even received approval from me for taking over and here she was, already giving out orders reminding me how bossy and demanding she was.

At times, I even doubted if she was really me or someone else's replica.

A smirk crept on her lips. She dived and jumped in our supposed space of life that we shared.

All I had to do was watch her keep us alive. Me being on the sidelines wouldn't be that bad, right? Besides, I trusted her. I knew she wouldn't hurt the others most especially Stiles.

She had to protect Stiles and make him a god after all of these Babayada issue was over.

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The new feeling spread throughout the whole of me.

The rippling effect of my energy felt strange due to the lack of using it oftenly but it was good.

Strong was good..

I felt stronger.

Everything seemed to have come back to the normal phase now.

Actually, I didn't quite remember when was the last time I felt this way!;

This strong.

This intimidating.

This compelling.

This was it, the time for fighting and not backing away.

I was done with shielding myself and cowarding away. It was high time I showed out what being a goddess meant.

Yes, I was a goddess. The goddess of light and the guardian of the world.

I took in a deep breathe, everything felt fresh and good all around. I could see now, my body gave out a lot light illuminating the darkness that was around us.

The darkness was now gone. The water hurricane that had been pushing me deep in the waters was gone as well.

In front of me, stood a four headed beast with a large mermaid tail and octopus tentacles that served as the hands.

Two of it's heads were that of a man and a woman, the others were that of an octopus while the remaining one was that of a turtle.

It was a strange looking merman or was it a mermaid? I had no idea such a creature existed.

But what did I expect? In the supernatural world, you had to expect the unexpected.

The supernatural world was full of surprises.

"You think you can escape this?" It asked in it's multiple voices.

Taking by it's reaction, this creature was the guardian of the devil's pot.

Looking below the creature indeed, I could see the said devil's pot, it was on the bottom of the sea plus it didn't look like it was huge enough.

The pot had a water hurricane on top of it acting like the passage to the pot though it wasn't huge enough to swerve anything away.

"Well, I can escape anything I want in this damn world". I remarked having being satisfied by looking around.

Talking to the creature felt strange. Actually, talking felt strange since I didn't feel like I was the one talking.

I wasn't using my own mind and it felt like I wasn't using my own body either. It felt like the only thing that belonged to me was my eyes. Alone!

It felt strange. It felt weak. Was this the way my inner self had felt when I had shut her in and refused to listen to her? Then, it was not a good feeling at all and I regretted ever doing that to her.

But it was too late for that now.

It was a bit depressing but wasn't I the one who agreed to all of these minutes ago? I wanted to survive and this was the only way.

She had already planned what to do next and I had no idea what it was but I was pretty sure that fighting was involved in it. She had me totally blocked from what she was thinking. Was this what she meant by 'let me think for us!'?

"You're asking for death!" The creature said.

"I knew what I was asking for before I jumped in here". I replied, well, my other self said.

"You're quite daring, but not for long. Not for long". The creature replied before coming forwards to attack us.

I didn't move an inch. Surprisingly, I was smirking while watching the beast come forwards towards us.

I wanted to run. I wanted to swim away and go back to the ship but it felt like I was chained down and couldn't move an inch.

What was my inner self thinking? What was her plan? Did she want us dead? Why wasn't she moving at all? Was this what she meant by 'I'll fight for us?'

"Stop moving and watch what it means by killing with no mercy". My now outer self remarked.

"Let me go so that if they kill you, you'll die alone". I replied.

"Geez, thanks for the love, self!" She answered, the beast being a meter away from us.

Like the speed of lightning, we had moved from where we had been standing a minute ago and now, we were standing on the other side behind the creature.

It was shrieking in pain. Blood was all I could see around it.

In my hands was our sword made of light and fire.

I don't remember when was the last time I had used the sword in an actual fight.

Looking back to where the creature was, the blood had been dispensed away by the water so I could see it clearly.

It's turtle head was not there. We had actually cut it's head, now the remaining heads were three.

The creature was angry. It wanted revenge and right now I felt confident in my self. We were going to pin it down.

"You want vengeance? Are you sure that you're going to win this fight?" I asked, lifting the sword a little for the creature to see.

The creature didn't answer but the anger was clear on it's faces. It wanted us dead!

"You want vengeance? Come and get it!" I exclaimed.

It threw it's tentacles at us, with the intentions of wanting to take a hold of me.

Lifting the sword, I cut them off while it let out dark smelly smoke and a loud shriek of pain.

This was complete waste of time. I needed something from the devil's pot and looking at the water hurricane on top of pot, it was decreasing. Time was running out and if it decreased even more, I couldn't be able to go in or if I went in, I'd be stack in there.

I released my sword, pointing at it with my index and middle finger like a gun, it straightened up and pointed at the creature.

"Go". I ordered the sword, watching it fly towards the creature and making it release smaller swords from within it through magic.

Time stopped.

The unaware creature screamed in pain as the multiple swords stabbed it's body all over while blood oozed of it's body.

It's scream vibrated the whole sea and some boulders in the sea started to fall off on the bottom of the sea while the fishes swam away afraid of what was happening.

It was like a sea quake.

With one more scream, the creature finally exploded and it's remains quickly flew towards the devil's pot.

With my sword in hand, I followed it's remains into the pot. Hopefully, I'd find what I want.

It wasn't that bad to depend on my inner self after all. It felt good to be like this.