Chapter One

Spell casting

           "Goddess of the Underworld I call to you for a request. PLease bring back the life of Azazel. It was not his time to leave this world. So plese bring him back to me!" Chants Akatora Kowri. Her two best friends Kyroku and Hazel concentrate on putting their power into the chant. Akatora opens her eyes and looks down at the lifeless body of her fiance. 'Goddes Damn it! why isnt this working!" She yells. She chucks the bowel of rose petels she was holding at the wall. The clay bowel shatters making the petals scatter across the floor like a sweet scented blanket.

 

        " We'll try another one ok? don't worry we will bring him back." Hazel Autamn tells her quietly.

 

        

         "We've tried seven different spells and five different chants already. Whats the use?" Akatora says, crying silently. The other two are lost for words. It has been two weeks since Azazel's death and the girls havent been able to find a spell to bring him back. The three girls leave Akatora's bacement and go upstairs to her room. When they get there they hear someone in her room. Akatora opens her door and smiles at the person inside. Her three year old niece, Bella, turns away from teh mirror to give her a huge grin.

 

          "Aunty Lookit I'm Pwitty." She squeels. Akatora laughs, Bells was wearing Akatora's pink dress she had worn to junior prom last year.

 

         "Yes you are Bella. Why dont you go show your mommy." Akatora tells her. Bella nods and runs out of the room, giggling the whole way." Akatora laughs again and shuts the door. Hazel and Kyroku laugh quietly as they sit on her bed. Akatora's good mood quickly changes to dark dispair.

 

        "Don't worry we'll find something" Kyroku says hugging her.

 

       "We better find it soon. you can't keep making the bacement a freezer for too long, and I am runing out of excuses to tell Neveah." Akatora sighs and falls back on the bed. The other two are quiet until they are certain she is asleep. They quietly leave the room and head home.

 

        Akatora shoots straight up in bed. The nightmare still fresh in her mind. She shakes her head and gets up. She quickly puts her slippers on and slips down the stairs to the bacement. Akatora shivers and turns on the light. She looks at the table where Azazel had been placed. She goes over and sits in the chair next to his head. She sighs. Her faith in finding a spell to bring him back was fading. 'Maybe I need to create my own spell' she thinks. She takes his hand, which is cold and stiff. Akatora takes a deep breath, closes her eyes, and concentrates on gathering her energy.

 

        "Goddes of the underworld I call to you. I demand you revive the man I love, Azazel. He died saving me but it wasnt his time. Living without him is to hard to bare. So I demand you bring him back to me." She calls out. She waits a few minutes, but nothing happens. She yells in frustration. " Goddess Damn it I demand you bring him back!" her voice falters and she bursts into tears.

 

        She stands up fast, making the chair fall back with a scrapping sound. She spins around and darts to the door. Before Akatora can open it and bolt she hears a gasp from behind her. Every muscle in her body freezes. Akatora slowly turns around and faces Azazel. He didnt look different, he still looks dead. She forces herself to go over to him. She lets out a cry of overwhelming joy when she realizes his chest is moving up and down with deep even breaths. Azazel is ALIVE! just sleeping.

 

      " A- Azazel?" She says quietly and touches his shoulder. Azazel stirs at her touch. He groans in pain and slowly opens his eyes.

 

       "Aka-Akatora?" He barely whispers.

Author's Note

Yeah coming up with spells and chants is Nooooot my strong suit. sorry guys. (also yes I know I spelt Pretty wrong. its meant to sound like a little kid saying it)

Reviews

[BloodySkye]

Oh wow and here I was thinking Azazel was over with. Nice twist :)

[Fenix Flight]

I couldnt do that to Akatora.. they were finally able to be together and he is gone forever. Nawh. I'm not THAT heartless