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Nyx's pov

A soft sigh escaped my lips as the torn strands of ropes fell from my once bound wrists along with the knife . I brought my hands forward rubbing at my sore wrists, trying to dull the ache caused by the bristles of the ropes. My wrists were red and bruised.

What's the next step? Hera asked impatiently, You are free now, we should get out of here.

We went over this plan already Hera, I rolled my eyes at her, We wait.

But…

Trust me! I said stopping her whining, Just trust me okay?

Okay, She nodded before going silent and I could tell that she didn't trust my plan fully but it was the only thing I could think off and I knew it was going to work.

Time passed, considerable amount of time but yet, what I expected hadn't happened. I was still seated on the chair with my hands behind me like they were still bound and the small knife clutched tightly within my fingers.

Everywhere was silent, too silent,contrary to what I had expected. The annoying dripping of the tap had stopped only the whistling of the wind and the rapid beating of my heart could be heard.

You see, I sai…

shhhhhhh Hera! I silenced her for I heard what had sounded like footsteps. Slow, agonizingly painful steps. I could hear the floor boards creak as the person moved. A part of me wanted to stay put till the person advance while the other part wanted me to leap straight through the door and attack without knowing what laid in store for me beyond the door.

I followed the first one, staying put on the chair with my hands behind me tightly clutching onto my knife and angst filled me sitting there just watching and waiting to strike.

The door opened and in walked in whom I least expected. She had a cheerful yet ridiculing smile on her face as she assessed me. She shut the door behind her and faced me fully and I almost snorted out aloud.

She had on a wig which was as blonde as my hair. She was in some flexible winter wear with knee high boots which had snow sprinkled all over them indicating that she had only just returned outside.

This wasn't the person you were expecting, Hera rolled her eyes, Now what are you going to do?

I didn't know what to do exactly. I had expected the guards that I could easily attack and take down not her. Fighting her with little to nothing of my powers would be disastrous. She advanced towards me and I watched her with an hawk like gaze, Leave her to me, I said to Hera.

"Hello Luna." She smiled as she got closer, "Or should it be the fallen luna Queen?" She said before bursting out into laughter.

"Copy cat much?" I asked her regarding the blonde wig, "Why can't you just be original Laya?"

"That's because you burnt my hair! you witch!" She stomped angrily, "Wait till I am done with you, you will regret it!"

"Your last words on earth will be paying homage to me." I smirked at her and she stopped midway. She picked up a piece of broken furniture and threw it to the wall with a frustrated yell, "And that is a promise."

"The same way I am promising to have Lycus in the end, buried deep between my legs while you are writhing in your grave six feet beneath the earth!" She pronounced with a smile and I released a very low angry growl, jealousy overcame Hera and I at her words. She was trying to rile me up and so was I.

"Where are the rest?" I asked her.

"Out to get more supplies."

"The mighty ol' Beta was left to do the baby sitting." I said, my voice filled with sympathetic mockery, "Poor you!"

"Shut the fuck up Nyx!" She growled at me, "Shut the fuck up before I bury this deep in you!" She flashed a silver knife from where she stood, brandishing it warily, "You do not want that now, do you?"

"The only thing that will ever be buried within me is Lycus's dick." I moaned out deliberately enjoying how her face morphed into a horrific expression, "Too bad you will never know how it feels!" It turned into jealousy. She never spoke back. She just stood there boiling in anger gripping the knife with a death vice.

"You know what he tells me to call him while he thrusts his dick in me?!" I asked her with a smirk before running my tongue along my lips, "He tells me to call him daddy." I said placing emphasis on the end.

"You ugly miserable bitch!" She growled insanely like she was about to leap across the room and attack me, "You will never be good enough for him!"

"While you are up all night being miserable..." I clicked my tongue, "You know what he does? He keeps me up all night making me scream his name, worshipping every inch of my 'ugly' body, making me suck his cock before drilling it into me while moaning about how good this ugly bitch's pussy makes him feel! He tells me how sweet how am while I ride his face with his hands gripping my hips, he tells what a good girl I am while I cum for him."

"Enough! Enough!" She screeched bitterly as I saw her eyes glisten with tears, her face reddened with anger and her fingers crushing against each other.

"And he tells me how no female will ever come close to making him feel this way while he is taking me on his office table right where you have tried to seduce him." I grinned, "No female can make him feel that way, not even you! Only I get to feel his cock as it's stretches me while he gr…" She leapt at me stopping my sentence and immediately I swung into action. I leapt off the chair much to her surprise, picked it up and slammed it against her breaking her fall.

"You wretched abomination!" She stood to her feet brandishing the knife as we circled each other, "How dare you?!" She growled, "I will kill you!"

"I would love to see you try!" I swung at her slashing the knife I held through her side, her screams filled the room.

She turned and gave me a kick in the guts which sent me falling over pieces of dismembered furniture, my knife fell, I howled in pain feeling two nails dig into my back.

"I could end you right here!" She hovered over me aiming to bring the knife down but I moved two logs of wood from a corner with my telekinesis and hit her with them causing her to fall sideways.

I dislodged myself from the nails and stood on my feet. Not having my full powers sucked. Fighting against her with just my human skills and weak telekinesis was a dangerous brawl but it was worth the risk, I hope.

I picked up the knife as she roused from the floor having the look of death in her eyes. I was sweating seriously, the chilling winter air forgotten.

"Killing you will be fun!" She wiped off blood from the corner of her mouth, "You weak and powerless mutt!" She lunged at me and we fell to the ground wrestling with each other aiming the knives at strategic places. I dug my blade in her back while she stabbed me in the arm. I howled pulling away from her, the silver burned my skin, having no healing powers was another thing that sucked. I could feel myself getting weak, I could feel the previous silver and wolfsbane rushing in my system.

She stood to her feet and pulled the blade at her back out, cracked her fingers and healed herself instantly while I clutched onto my bleeding arm, "Killing you will be so easy scratch fun!"

"You will beg me to let you live Laya!" I growled and instantly motioned my free hands towards the ceilings and in one swift imaginative pull I brought them down on us. We fell, crashed and rolled to the ground as the floor beneath us gave way causing us to fall into the house. The ruckus stopped and I stood up dusting the debris off my body. We were in the sitting room, nice and old fashioned apart from the chaos I just pulled in.

I stepped away from it, on seeing that Laya was clearing her way out too. I began to run, not necessarily running, I limp ran as something had crashed on my leg earlier, "Come back you coward!" I heard her yell after me but I never stopped. I ran further through the hallways guiding myself with the dim lighting and soon I found myself where armored outfits were lined. I crouched and hid behind one of them trying very hard to be silent.

Are you okay Hera? My fingers were pressed against my wound with my lips tightly shut keeping in my groans of pain. I could feel the really chilly air against my bare skin seeping through my tattered gown, my hair matted to my face by blood and sweat.

I am not okay! She groaned loudly, I am weak, let's get out here Nyx, we can't fight her in this state.

Can you at least heal?

No I can't, She cried out and just then I head the thumping of boots. I stilled myself trying hard not to move.

"Come out wherever you are luna." She yelled and I heard her pull out a sword from one of the outfits, "Coward!"

I ignored her and stayed still not wanting to risk my life or stress Hera more, it was all enough already.

"There is a saying that goes 'He who runs from a fight lives to fight another day' but in this case 'He who runs from a fight, dies!'" She cackled menacingly, "So why not come out and I will make your death easier."

I shifted from my place, moved my fingers and pulled down an armored outfit with my telekinesis, it crashed down on her and I ran out and quickly grabbed a sword with my good arm.

Remembering all Helena had thought me in the art of war. I rushed towards Laya and brought the sword down on her cutting through her back as she tried to get to her feet. I lifted the sword again and stabbed it through her, her howls of pain filled my ears much to my pleasure.

"You will pay for that!" She lunged to her feet and swung a punch at me, she threw me against the wall and wrapped a hand around my neck choking me, "You thought you could bring me down with that? I can heal bitch!" I threw my head forward colliding it with hers and she let go off me me instantly.

I ran away using my only working power to fall everything in my path to bring her down, with her hot on my heels. Soon we reached a room like a study after a long chase but it seemed like a study for weapons, different type of swords and daggers hung from the wall.

"Much better." She grinned immediately taking two swords and swishing them, "You have led us right to your death."

"Could say the same thing for you!" I grabbed two daggers too and brandished them at her. I had to use my bad arm to come out of this alive.

We lunged at each other, slashing the blades, creating wounds with her healing and me getting weaker. She was having the upper hand, I had blood leaking from every where and soon she pulled out a syringe to stab me with but I moved faster and stabbed it in her neck, she fell to the ground with a howl.

I kicked her, grabbed a sword and brought it down on her, "How does it feel to be the lesser one?" I stabbed her in the back severally. The liquid she had meant to inject me with weakened her to the bones, she barely even fought back.

I removed her fake wig panting heavily and held onto her neck from behind, "Beg me Laya!" I screeched stabbing the dagger into her again, blood pooled from her wounds, she was draining just like me.

"Never! You can never be above me!" She managed to say and I squeezed her neck, driving the dagger into her again.

"Beg for me to give you life!" I drove it in severally till she fell against me with pleas escaping her parched lips.

"Forgive me luna, please…" She gurgled with blood coming out from her mouth, "I will do anything, don't kill me Nyx."

I drove the dagger into her again, this time from the front, piercing deep into her intestines, "Say long live the luna Queen Nyx Evander and I will let you live." I squeezed her neck, "Come on! Say it!"

"Long live the Luna Queen, Nyx Evander." She repeated severally till I was satisfied.

"I promised you that those will be your dying words and I do not go back on my word." I faced her to me, while matching our stares I withdrew the dagger and stabbed her right where her heart was, watching as she screamed and turned ashen, her eyes widening in pain as she breathed her last.

I had given her half the death she deserved.

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