I watched in horror as the black, killer smoke swirled across the room toward Edward.
He crouched straight away, all set to defend himself. But he didn't know that in my new but…real home, in Coventry, it did not matter that he was an inhumanly brawny Vampire. I yelled at him to run away, and he looked at me with an alarmed expression as he grasped that he was defenseless against my mortal enemy, The Darkness.
He quickly tried to break into his faster-than-racecar run, but the darkness was much faster. It glided closer at an almost blinding speed and gobbled him up.
"NO!" I hollered in disbelief, the scene kept playing in my head repeatedly; of the deadly darkness flying right at my love and capturing him.
I turned to my fraternal twin-witch sister, Martine, who was right next to me, looking at me, her tender brown eyes yelling with panic.
"Quickly!" I yelped at her, tears streaming down my pale, sweaty face. "We have to do a spell!" I hollered, terrified of just the thought of losing the love of my existence.
Martine nodded in a rushed manner, beads of sweat dripping down her forehead, her face screwed with panic and urgency. She closed her eyes in a solemn, yet again, rushed manner, trying to concentrate on finding a spell that was powerful enough to defeat our enemy, to defeat the chance of an utterly pitiful and agonizing doom being shed on earth and Coventry. The two dimensions I loved dearly. One for being my home place, and one for adopting me when I was young…
I gasped in desperation as the darkness swirled over to us and tried to attack, but was un-successful.
Of course it couldn't defeat us, as long as our hands were locked together. Our power was the only one capable of killing the darkness…but could we, Martine and I, two clumsy, eighteen year old girls kill something like that….?