Revenge Plot

Chapter ten

“I am so deeply sorry about what am about to do to you, I hope where ever you are you can forgive me.” He says to mayas lifeless body

After saying that Almiron immediately puts his big thumb in his mouth then cuts himself open with his teeth.

He then draws the fleur de lis symbol on the side of the young girls head which is where the brain is at.

This will let him gain access to all of mayas memories and even her thoughts.

After drawing it he starts mumbling and ancient resurrection spell as he called upon the forces of death to answer his call.

“Gal ada mu ra luta.”

While mumbling the spell this drew the attention of the undead.

Spirits that were wondering around here on earth began to gather around him.

A dark aura suddenly surrounded him as his eyes began to glow green.

“Maya,” Almiron whispered, his voice barely more than a breath. “Can you hear me?”

Then it happened

Maya’s eyes sprung wide open as she started breathing again.

Though she was able to move and she was breathing, it didn’t look like life was strolling through her.

Her eyes were white and her skin colour was unnatural, her lips were pale and there was no single sign of emotion on her face.

The only thing that was the same was her hair.

She sat up and turned to Almiron as she was now under his full control

“Welcome back maya” Almiron said to the zombie girl

Almiron knew that the process wasn’t completed yet, there was still more to be done but for now he could manage what he had done as he only wanted to get information from her.

While starring at maya he got a bit emotional as he still couldn’t believe that she was dead

“Who did this to you?” He asked the zombie girl.

Maya opened her mouth and just as she was about to speak a foul odour came out.

Then, with a voice like dry leaves rustling in the wind, Maya spoke.

“Almiron... what have you done?”

“I need to know, Maya,” Almiron pleaded. “Who killed you?”

Maya’s eyes, once bright and full of life, now held only a dull emptiness as memories from beyond the grave flooded her mind.

“Daxon.” The name escaped her lips sounding like a breathy whisper

“Daxon?” Almiron repeated to himself

He had heard the name before.

“Yes, that’s his name.” He said to himself.

He then started to remember.

Almiron’s blood ran cold at the mention of the shadow master. , But why would he want to kill Maya?

He remembered that a while back he had a little argument with this daxon from their school.

But it was still a little shock to him as he and daxon never crosed paths after that and he never knew that maya was seeing him.

“Why, why did he do this to you?” He asked again

“I don’t know.” She said again emotionless

“He hates you Almiron... and he will stop at nothing to.... to..”

And with that, Maya’s eyes closed, her body going limp once more as the spark of life faded from her once more.

Almiron’s mind raced as he processed the information he had gleaned from the dead. A shadow master, lurking in the shadows of their university, a silent and deadly threat. But why did he target Maya?

Determined to uncover the truth, Almiron extinguished the candle and slipped out of the morgue, leaving behind the chilling embrace of death as he ventured into the darkness of the night.

Almiron drove through the silent streets, his mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. Raising Maya from the dead had been a harrowing experience, one he never imagined he would have to face. The weight of her lifeless gaze lingered in his thoughts, a constant reminder of the power he wielded and the responsibility that came with it.

This was the first time Almiron had raised a human being, and he couldn’t shake the feeling of unease that settled in the pit of his stomach. Maya’s pale face haunted him, her voice like a ghostly echo in his mind. He knew he didn’t like the fact that his first practice with necromancy involved someone he cared about, but he couldn’t deny the strength he felt coursing through him. With each incantation, each movement of his hands, he could feel the power growing within him, dark and potent

As he drove, almiron repeated the in his mind like a mantra: daxon.

A shadow master who had taken maya life, who had taken his cousin life.

The name sent shivers down his spine, a name that now held the weight of his cousin death.

Almiron knew he had to confront daxon, to find out why he had done what he did and make him pay for his crime .

Almiron returned home to his spacious mansion as the evening shadows lengthened, the weight of Maya’s death heavy on his heart. Despite the luxurious surroundings, the opulent furnishings, and the sprawling estate, he couldn’t shake the feeling of emptiness that gnawed at him from within. Maya’s absence echoed through the halls, a constant reminder of the injustice that had befallen her.

As night fell, Almiron retired to his study, the warm glow of the fireplace casting flickering shadows across the room. He sat in silence, lost in thought, his mind replaying the events of the previous night over and over again. He wished there was something more he could have done to save Maya, some way to change the course of fate. But he knew that dwelling on the past would get him nowhere. He had to focus on the task at hand.

The next day dawned bright and clear, and Almiron rose early, determined to face whatever challenges lay ahead. He dressed quickly, the weight of Maya’s death still heavy on his mind, and made his way to the university.

Almiron stepped onto the university campus, the morning sun casting long shadows across the familiar paths. As he walked, his mind buzzed with thoughts of Maya and Daxon, his determination driving him forward.

Suddenly, his phone buzzed in his pocket, and he pulled it out to see a text from Zayn: “In chemistry class. Meet me there.”

Almiron quickened his pace, his heart racing with anticipation. He reached the door of the chemistry lab and pushed it open, expecting to find Zayn inside.

But the room was empty and dark, the only light filtering in through the windows casting eerie shadows across the desks and equipment. Almiron frowned, a sense of unease settling over him.

Just as he was about to step inside, he felt it – a strange, dark presence lurking within the room.

It sent shivers down his spine, raising the hairs on the back of his neck.

He had never felt this kind of dark aura before, and just before he could react, the door swung open and zayn stepped out into the hallway.

He noticed Almiron frozen by the chemistry door entrance and walked up to him.

“Hey Al, what you doing here.” He asked

Almiron with surprise turned towards zayn and answered his question.

“what do you mean? You told me to meet you here in chemistry class.”

“Huh? I said biology class.”

“I’m pretty sure you said chemistry.” He says while opening his phone

“Look its even in the chart.” Almiron opens his phone and shows zayn the chart but to his surprise it was biology class that was written there.

Almiron was surprised and shocked because he was sure he saw chemistry and not biology .

“a small mistake, it’s fine.” Zayn says as he gently taps his shoulder.

“But...” he says confused.

“You know what, never mind, we’re having lunch in the next hour, I wanna talk to you about something.” Almiron said.