Too Bad..

~~COUNTRY D, MICHELLE'S MANSION ~~

Michelle woke up with a raging migraine. She moved her arms to rub her temples

but something pulled against her wrist, restraining them to a cold, hard object.

Her eyes popped open and she was met with the dark sky, moonlight shining brightly upon her. She tried to move the rest of her body, but like her arms, they too were chained to something.

"What.."

Her voice rang out...

For a minute she thought it was a dream but it took her a minute to place that it was actually a reality.

"Ohh.."

She suddenly heard an unfamiliar voice in front of her and when she did, she glared at the darkness in which the voice sounded.

Slowly, the owner of the voice stepped into her line of vision and she blinked away the drowsiness dancing around her vision.

Looking at the person, Michelle found the person strangely familiar as if she'd seen her somewhere but unfortunately couldn't remember.

Yes, it's a woman... 

She was wearing a black cloak with a black veil covering her face. She walked to where Michelle was championed and slowly grazed her fingertips against the side of her face and she flinched.

To say she was scared would be an understatement, she was terrified. If any there was any other better word to describe how terrified she was, it would be fear stricken. 

Michelle was both scared and confused at the same time.

How in the world did she land here..?

Feeling the woman fingertips on her face, Michelle muttered fearfully.

"Who.. are you..?" She muttered and the woman laughed. She continued to graze her

fingers across Michelle's face and down her neck until...

"It's too bad.." she murmured taking off her hand but her eyes still 

grazed over Michelle's face. Michelle's brows furrowed in confusion.

"What's too bad..?" She thought but the woman continued speaking in what seems like parables to Michelle.

"If only you heed to the instructions...." the woman added.

"Instructions..?" Michelle thought inwardly.

"What instruction.?" She asked with confusion written all over her but the woman ignored her question. 

"Too bad.. you are going to face the same fate as him... you are going to pay the price, just the same way he did but.." The woman trailed, confusing Michelle the more.

"Yours will be worse than his.." the woman said and began laughing menacingly but all of a sudden her face hardened and she raised her hand.

Slowly....

The woman took of the veil covering her face and it was none other than...

Michelle's eyes widened...

"Aunt..?!"

She sprang up from her bed with a scream, breathing heavily. Sweat formed beads on her forehead and her heart thumped loudly in her chest.

Her shoulder rising and falling while her left hand began trembling subconsciously.

Dreadful dreams has been taunting her for three weeks now and it had been since the night she got the Grimoire. She's been dreaming her fears and with the ways it's been coming, she doesn't think it will stop anytime soon. To add to her fears, she keeps seeing her Aunt she dreaded so much, who had died many decades ago..

Why is she seeing that dreadful woman all of a sudden..? She thought as her eyes went to her trembling hand. 

And Why is her hand trembling so much all of a sudden..? She thought with a furrowed brows. She had already calmed herself from the frightening nightmare and her hand had refuse to stop trembling. Or Maybe it was due to the shock and will still stop soon... Michelle thought.

However..

"Water.."

Michelle mumbled and turned to where the water jug was kept.

She wanted to grab the jug with her left hand but the trembling hand said otherwise. 

She hand to pull it back and grab it with the other hand. But immediately her hand grabbed the jug, she sighed dropping it as she saw it was empty.

Shoving her hand under her pillow, her hand began searching for something. She paused when it seem like she found what she was looking for. Slowly, Michelle brought out a small rusted metal which looked like a key.

She slowly got off the bed and began walking towards a corner of the room. Thanks to the lights streaming from outside, she was able to located the exact place she was walking to, to her dressing mirror.

Immediately she got there, she didn't even care to stare at herself as her hand went straight to a dressing mirror. Slowly, she shifted it aside revealing a small metal keyhole that was inbuilt on the wall. 

She took out the rusted metal and thrusted it into the keyhole. Then, she slowly twirled it three times.

All of a sudden...

"Crackrrr..."

A sound was heard as her bed dived into two places and the center came to view. The ground opened and stairs appeared from the ground. 

She walked back and slowly walked in. Immediately she was inside, she pushed a button on the wall and her room returned to normal. 

Turns out it is her underground coven-stead.

The place was dark and void of any hint of light and she immediately muttered..

"Lumos.."

The red candles placed at every corner of the coven lit up instantly except for the three big ones place on the alter. The Symbol of the Dark North coven was as well drawn in the middle of it, just the way it is at the Clan's coven. 

At the same time...

Michelle took a black cloak hanging at the corner of the place and slowly put it on. It was hard for her as her left hand was still trembling and has refused to stop. Making her wonder what the hell was going on with her hand.... 

She heaved a sigh and walked to the cleansing elixir. She dipped her hand in the dark liquid and at the same time, she began chanting spells... 

However...

To her relief, immediately she dipped her hand in the dark liquid, her left hand stopped trembling..

Then, slowly she moved to the alter putting her hands together, still chanting the spells.

Getting to the alter she knelt down as she took a dagger from her inner cloak and slit her wrist, letting her blood drop at the center of the symbol drawn in the middle of the three candles. Just like the one at the witches coven but the latter was bigger. 

Taking one of the sacred incense sticks, Michelle lit it up a dark substance that smells like a coal. Slowly, she lit the three huge red candles on the alter closing her eyes.

"Etos guru letes lantara mideas.....lumes etes...."She chanted in a firm, fast and steady rhythm like as if she was reciting an anthem...

Meanwhile, Michelle lost track of how long she chanted. But all of a sudden, she stopped chanting when her closed eyes felt as if another light was added inside the coven.

Before she could even think of opening her eyes, her eyes snapped open and instantly went to the source of the light...

And it was none other than the Grimoire that was on the left side of the alter...! It was glowing, just the way it was when she first saw it. But one thing was strange...

Some of the blue crystals on the back of it was not glowing like the others...