《Douxie x Reader Book 1 Thousand Years and Thousand More》Chapter 6
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(Y/n) POV~
*Beep* Be-*
"I told you to shit the fuck up!" I grumbled, my headache became worst. "Jim!" I yelled I wobbled out of my room. Today we didn't have school it's a Saturday. "Jim? Are you deaf? I'm calling you." As I came down stairs I saw Claire on the couch unconscious. "The he'll happen?" I asked as I rushed to her aid, "I don't know!" Jim said weary. "Wait a damn minute," I placed my hand on her forehead, "That's weird. Her head is cold," i said. "Is she a witch?" I asked, "Yes and no, she can do spells but something backfired during a fight," Says Toby. I nodded my head. "I think I know what's going on," "What art does she have?" They looked confused, "Ugh, What magic does she practice?" I rephrase the question. "Shadow. Why does that matter?" Asked Jim, "Shadow? That magic is far to dangerous. Did someone else practice Shadow Magic and passed it onto her? That's how it's transmitted," I said, "Well, there's this whole thing about Morgana, she practiced Shadow Magic," "Does she have any connection towards Claire?" "We believe so. Claire says that she saw somebody dark," "that's how! She's inside of of Claire's head! I could push her out but she will have a major headache when she wakes up."
I hovered my hands over her head, closed my eyes and chanted,
"Manus in Mano. ...
Aere Perrenius. ...
Amor Vincit Omnia. ...
In Perpetuum et Unum Diem. ...
Dum Spiro, Spero. ...
Carpe Diem. ...
Alis Propriis Volat. ...
Acta, Non Verba."
I felt the evil presence of something dark, I looked deeper but something was pushing me away. It felt like a void, I looked around and saw Claire being held inside of a dark shadow sphere, I kept chanting faster and faster, I felt all the energy flowing out of my body and onto the sphere, the sphere was breaking. I saw a bright light, I shield my eyes away.
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"...(Y/n)!"
"...she can't hear you Jim,"
"... Are you ok?"
"Do I look ok?" I rubbed my eyes.
"No you look horrible. But how is Claire?" Asked Toby
"She'll be fine. But who ever passed on this Shadow Magic must have a lot of hate," I tried to stand up but I felt weak,
"But that was to easy," I said, "I think imma throw up!" I vomited,
"Ew!" They said in union,
I felt my eye lids close slowly,
——————
In dream-
I saw a girl sitting by a water fall,
She had fair skin, and silky hair,
She wore a white dress with no shoes,
She almost looked like,
Me!?
But I saw... Douxie?
Did he know me from the past?
"Jasmine, I love you," Douxie said.
"I love you too," she responded
"I will love you for eternity..." he says
"I will love you too, for eternity..."
they kissed
But everything fades away,
Could she be another recantation from the past?
So I'm not the only one...?
End of dream-
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(Y/n) POV-
My eyes opened slowly and looked around,
"At least I'm in my room," I heavy sighed and rolled onto my left side where my face meets with the wall slightly. I was think about my dream, 'was I really with douxie in my last life?' I thought. My eyes widen while I was think about Douxie.
Shit.
The Battle of the Bands!
"Damn I forgot that I'm gonna audition!" I yelled and got up as fast as I can, I heard my back crack multiple times. I went to my desk and took out a piece of paper and pencil, "Alright! Time to get down to business," I cracked my knuckles.
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Think...
Think...
Fucken think of a fucken lyric! It ain't that fucken hard!
I scolded myself.
I took out my guitar and played some cords,
I started humming a tune.
Could it be? Is it time for me to face the final curtain?
You couldn't say it more clear,
Here, I stand before you,
I hope you face it my way,
Or the highway,
Time will heal?
No, I lay beside you
I know, (I know),
You belong to me
After all your apart of me...
I tried to come up with something o the spot but nothing came to me, I heard a knock on my door, "come in!" I said, Jim appeared. "Hey James, anything you need?" I asked nervously.
"'James'? Something is wrong, what you need little sister?" He says. "Nothing just have a massive headache. But anyhow, how's Claire?" I asked, he took a sir in my bed. "She woke up but if you didn't know it's Sunday," "it's SUNDAY? I've been sleeping for a while day!?" I screeched, "Claire wanted to say thank you but you passed out," "but what happened? You kept sweating in your sleep,"
"You were watching me sleeping? Isn't that kinda weird for a brother to do?" I raised and eyebrow, "I had a dream, that's all." I said, he knew something was up but shoved it off,
"Question: does Douxie work or anything?" I asked. He looked concerned , "He works at some some shop in town. Why? Should I be concerned?" I blushed, "N-no, nothing like that! Imma go and talk to him about the battle of the bands that he's having that's all!" I waved my hands in the air and placed them on my burning face,
"Hmm, ok," he says and gave me the address in my phone. "Be back before sunset," he says. I looked into my phone and saw it was 6:30 p.m.
"That's in 2 hours?"
"So? All you said you wanted to talk about the battle of the bands," he smirked I flipped him off and started running.
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