Chapter 34

Kane's family was one group of killing, power desirous and extremely vile people related by the vamp-wolf blood. Kane was the black sheep of the family. For centuries he couldn't maintain any relationship successfully. He found it hard to love someone without family intervention and attack from backstabbing friends.
"Fine, thanks for the update."
"You need to exercise your powers, Divina. There are potentials in you waiting to be discovered,"
"We have no choice," A dismayed Divina stated.
"Well, I think you know we do,"
Divina was startled.
"You wouldn't mean staying here forever?"
Kane kept mute.
The only way she could get them out of the loophole was to destroy the loophole as they simultaneously dematerialize themselves to the earth realm. The spell was quite easy to articulate but the mind work was what made it difficult. First the witch had to clear her mind, bring one strong memory of the destination forward and picture herself in that memory. She would recite the spell before touching the spiral. Immediately when she touches the spiral, her spirit soul and body would become separated. That single memory with its alteration should be the only thing with the spirit. The soul would leave the loophole to earth. If the thought wasn't strong enough the spirit could be lost in the Bhairava-a galaxy existing between the physical and the spirit world. The body would arrive dead on earth. For two individuals, the witch's soul and spirit becomes the lead. Whatever happens to her happens to the other person.
Divina had to be at a complete calm before she could begin the initial process.
"You do know that whatever happens to me affects you directly?"
"I guess if the worst happens, we would be together in whatever realm we find ourselves," Kane answered with a sassy grin.
"And you think that is romantic?"
He wasn't trying to sound romantic but comforting. He failed. Divina had pressing matters and all thanks to him she was about doing the impossible. Amy wasn't here to put her through, she needed to trust her little instinct and build her experience on previous experiences.
Divina sat in a yoga position on the forest floor. Kane understood the process so he knew he had to be as quiet as possible any sound would be an interruption.
"You would have to do that standing," Kane stated.
Divina ignored him.
"Your hands can't reach the spiral from that position,"
He was right. She needed to start the thinking process just a few inches away from the spiral so that she could touch it easily. This meant that she would go through the thinking process on her feet. For Divina it took quite a while to entirely empty her mind. After all there was a lot riding on her success. She couldn’t fail. The only way she could do that successfully was to hold on to that particular memory on earth firmly why she emptied her mind from intruding ones. It was a method which required much concentration.
The dead silence had begun. Divina and Kane were standing side by side. Deep, dead, dim silence had prevailed for over forty minutes. Kane just kept staring at his legs, his head bent downwards. This was a perfect posture for this ritual. At the seventy-sixth minute, Divina had been able to reach ataraxia with just a single thought on her mind. Slowly, she reached for the spirals. Immediately she touched it she felt herself being carried away. Like she was falling down an unending hole.
Her world kept spinning and spinning until it arrived at bizarre constellations were the stars, moon and the sun all co-existed beneath the grey-blue welkin.
Then everything became slow, dull, and inactive. Their body which wasn't their body felt lighter than it could ever feel.
Next, they were moving round in spirals to an unknown destination till they arrived at Pa’s each particle of their body found itself in the old man's living room. But a particular one was without a spirit and a soul. Divina sat up suddenly, her vision blurred for few seconds before it cleared.
"It worked! We made it!" Divina screamed. She thought how proud her mother would be when she mentioned it to her. Then she turned sideways to find Kane's lifeless body on the wooden floor.
"No, No! This can't happen," She screamed.
In no time, tears began dripping down her eyes. In the fleeting time they'd known each other, Kane had barged into that secret chamber in her chest. She began to pull his shirt forcefully like she could get the spirit and soul to the body with that act.
"Hey, you going to ruin that jacket,"
"Oh, you are alive," Divina tried to wipe her tears off. She thought she had killed him. It was funny how days ago she was determined to do just that.
"Was that for me?"
"No! Not at all" She lied.
"You’re not been a good liar,"
Divina giggled.
"Scared the shit out of me," she muttered giving him a little jab to the ribs.
Kane smiled. "Well, it did work, once again you've proved yourself to be a powerful witch,"
"Not so powerful to kill Blackclaw,"
"We can deal with Blackclaw later," Kane replied.
"Mom! M-o-ur-M! Dad? Dad!" Divina called out as she walked through the house, checking each room to see if anyone was at home.
They would be out there looking for you stupid.
"That's true," she thought.
Everywhere seemed to be the same. Nothing new, nothing old. She made her way to her room. Same. She walked downstairs to see Kane heading towards the door. Someone was knocking.
Who could that be?
Divina walked up to the door and hauled it open. There she was. Divina missed her.
"Hey Melissa," She gave her a warm tight hug.
"Hey Divina, where have you been?" Melissa answered indifferently.
"We really need to talk about that later," Divina said.

It was time to attack
Melissa stepped in front of Divina. The witch observed that her eyes had completely changed hue to a red-black shadow stained her pupil. Melisa attacked her by grabbing her around the waist and dragging her away from the lamp the witch wanted to use as a weapon. This was a dangerous move, even between best friends. The next thing the witch knew was that she was on the floor and a hungry looking demon was on her. Divina couldn't launch any attack; Melissa was so strong.
"You don't have to do this," Divina pleaded.
Melissa smiled, revealing her little fangs. Then they became bigger and bigger until the length of one was almost reaching her chin. She lowered her head to Divina's neck about to cut through the veins-drink and kill.
THUMP
Melissa fell face down on Divina. The witch had to struggle to get up. Pushing Melissa's body aside was a heroic task.
"You have a hungry Mohrg on you and the best thing was to give her a heart to heart advise?"
"She's my friend, no. More than a friend-what else could I do?"
"Strike back! Strike back witch, strike back!" Kane bellowed.
What in the world warranted this? She thought.
"What-dah-hell is wrong with you?" the heat of the exasperation had reached her too.
"You are too weak, too weak,"
"I'm no killer like you!” she responded and wanted to shove the words right back into her mind as soon as they had left.
He bottled up his response walked up to where he has taken down Melissa. Picked her up like she was a stack of dried hay.
"Where are you taking her?"
"To your basement"
"Why?"
"She is a threat"
"Melissa is not a threat, she is a friend,"
That was her problem. She was short-sighted. Kane wondered if she could see beyond her nose.
"I wasn't talking about you, she is a threat to any being living,"
Divina was about to say something before she became caught in the middle of her wordless but not soundless sentence. Kane gave her the now-you-see-how-dumb-you-are look.
"What can be done?"
Better, now you're thinking.
"Kill whoever converted her,"
"Must we kill all the time?"
"Any idea from you is welcomed," Kane anticipated her response.
"I thought as much. In our world there is always violence. You got any chains?"
"Yeah, you would find them there,"
"What can we do to help her?" Divina's persistence couldn't be overlooked.
Kane was becoming tired of how Divina could ignore details and the ability to make inferences.
"Obviously, Blackclaw converted her to get to you. We kill Blackclaw, we save her",
Anything leaving ends with death.
When Kane arrived, she was ready to kill.