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|Holding Power (standard:Fan Fiction, 1048 words)|
|Author: a guy||Added: May 01 2005||Views/Reads: 2145/1193||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|A Brotherhood of witch-hunters finnally corner the evil witch who has been terrorising a small village for several weeks now...|
Click here to read the first 75 lines of the story with her abhorrent hands. Letting out a deep battle cry, Brother Praetor ran toward Marial as fast as his body would allow him. Marial turned her head from Claudios to Praetor, and then stared into the green eyes of Claudios forcing him under her ultimate control. Claudios suddenly ceased to struggle anymore, limply hanging there transfixed to the evil women's eyes. “Kill your Brother.” Marial whispered softly into his ears and released him from her grasp; Praetor quickly grabbed Claudios from her evil, soulless body. “Claudios, are you injured Brother?” asked Praetor, focusing his eyes on Marial. “Brother?” Praetor turned his head to the newest member of the Brethren, Claudios. Noticing that Claudios' eyes were black, Praetor asked, “What is wrong with your eyes brother?!!” Shocked, Praetor quickly backed away from the now lifeless Claudios. “Fell my pain...” hissed Marial as she disappeared in a swirling spiral of dark, purple smoke from the great hall. Praetor swung his hammer into the dark smoke but managed to hit nothing. “PRAETOR!” Shouted out Karl warningly as Claudios hit Praetor on the shoulder with a jagged, rough grey stone. Praetor groaned in pain as bones seemed to shatter around his shoulder, his collarbone felt smashed and then he dropped to his knees in agony. Claudios raised his hand to take another swipe at the hapless Praetor... but as his hand was at its uppermost level he suddenly shook violently and fell to the floor, dropping the simple yet deadly jagged rock onto the flat stone surface. Standing behind him stood the deafened Karl, holding his gold-plated crossbow where the soulless body of Claudio once stood. Brother Karl stared down at Claudios and admired the pinpoint precision with which he had unleashed the holy bolt into Claudios' spine. Tweet
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