Black Magic Women

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Zelda's body shot straight up, fighting for air, the minute Mary took the first blow. Zelda remained oblivious to what was actually going on. She just knew that Mary was in danger. Every fiber of her body knew that and yet she could just hold her face in pain and roll onto her side, moaning quietly. She couldn't breathe properly and moving felt rather hard. Her body was still asleep, not really up for any activity but her mind was wide awake and screaming at her to do something. Mary was in pain and she needed to help her.

She wanted to rush down the stairs where she sensed pure hate radiating off her lover. Was the Dark Lord back? She knew of no one else who would cause this reaction in the brunette, so she feared the worst. She surely wouldn't let her get away with her life this time. She just needed to get down the stairs to see what was going on.

The brunette was down there, defenseless and she couldn't even move, help, like she was supposed to. Again. She wasn't enough to help Mary. She never was enough. Always oh so close to perfect but never close enough to please.

She felt something wet running down her face and an agonizing pain shot through her nose, making her moan out in pain and bury her fists in the sheets. She felt a terrible headache coming and just let the blood run out of her mouth, afraid of choking if she didn't.

She should have been terrified for herself but all she cared for was Mary. What was happening? Who was doing this to her? So many question and yet Zelda only tried to find a solution to the problem of saving Mary. She just needed to get off the bed.

She was being weak. Pathetic even. Mary was down there probably fighting for her life and she couldn't even get off the bed.

An angry growl left her lips as she grabbed a fist full sheets and dragged herself towards the edge of the suddenly too big bed. If she could just roll out and land on her feet...

She heard Mary's mind cry and tried to reach out soothingly but access was denied. Tears started to roll down her cheeks. She couldn't let another one of her loved ones just die. She wouldn't get through it.

The edge of the bed was creeping ever so closer but the further she got the weaker she felt. It was like she wasn't supposed to be awake and her body was still fast asleep while her mind was screaming at it to just move, to just get off the bed and jump to Mary's aid.

All the earlier doubts about the loyalty of the brunette gone and replaced by a burning need to save her. She needed Mary.

She tasted blood and knew it was serious. A cry of frustration was no longer held back as she felt utterly helpless for the first time since seeing Mary being beaten by their Dark Lord.

"Get a grip," she muttered to herself and reached for the edge of the bed one more time, pulling hard.

She was relieved when she rolled off the bed and her feet landed on the ground wobbly. She tried to sit up and get her body going but she felt her muscles giving away despite the importance of the situation.

"Breathe Zelda"

Zelda reminded herself of the times she used to have vicious night terrors and would find herself trapped in her nightmares. She needed to get her body to wake up. She might not have known what was going on but she sure as hell wouldn't go down without one hell of a fight.

"I am awake," she said and took all her strength together and pinched her hand, feeling the tingling sensation spread through her body. She stopped fighting the tiredness of her body and fell back into the bed. She relaxed her muscles and breathed in and out calmly.

"I am awake," she repeated and counted the fingers on her hands, trying to clench them to fists. She would save Mary. She just had to be strong and wake up.

"I am awake," she said a third time and felt a soft tingle start to roll through her body as she wiggled her toes. There is no reason why she should not wake up. Calm thoughts.

"I'm not asleep," she said and tried to reach her toes. Moving was still hard but she felt her muscles starting to wake up and she held on to what little hope she had still left. She scrunched up her face and repeated it a few times until she finally felt her muscles starting to work.

She was just sitting up slowly when she felt a strong kick to her side, throwing her off the bed. She yelped in pain as she landed on all fours, being overwhelmed by the pain. She whispered a spell that was meant to take away the pain but it didn't vanish. It didn't even fade. Everything remained the same and Zelda stared down at herself in confusion until it dawned on her.

All this time she had thought someone had also hurt her. Put her under a spell when in reality it had been Mary's pain she had felt all along. She muttered a different spell that was directed at Mary's injuries but she was too far away.

If she could just get down the stairs...

The heartbreaking sound of Mary's cries echoing up the stairs were what made her pull herself together. She pushed herself onto her feet, wiping away the blood from her face.

She walked towards the door with shaking knees, steading herself whenever she had the chance to. If she felt this bad she couldn't even imagine how much worse Mary must feel.

She stumbled towards the stairs and barely made it down the first few steps before she collapsed, holding onto to the railing in desperation. Tears were freely flowing freely and Mary's cries just got louder, tearing her heart apart.

She hadn't been there for her. She had failed her.

She let her body slide down the stairs, knowing her body wouldn't make it down the stairs in an upright position. As soon as she laid eyes on the brunette she yelled her name on instinct.

Blue orbs met hers and what she saw frightened her.

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