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Celina's heart palpitated extremely fast, but she was weak from the drugs she had been given to calm her nerves and make her rest, so she didn't have much strength. Suddenly, she became apprehensive from the discussion that she overhead. In the winter's cold, sweat came over her, and the sleepy eyes she had previously immediately left her, though she was still weak. Sweat came over her entire body so much that one would think there was a heating unit on high temperature in the room.
“Mama,” Adrian cried. The little boy was struggling to get free from the force that caused his levitation. He could only shake his body within where he hung in mid-air. Celina rushed towards him, but a force a few inches from the circle pushed her back.
“Don't! Don't!” Celina shook her head and turned in haste as she looked at the other woman in the room. She was desperate to save her child.
“Sir,” the other woman looked up.
There shall be no more chosen prophecy. I shall put an end to it here, now... even if it means ending my own lineage,” the man said and then looked at the woman with a determined gaze. His eyes flashed like something else was in them. “Do it!”
The other woman opened her palm, and a stone-like object appeared. She said something in a strange language that sounded like an ancient language, and suddenly fire erupted from the item. The fire burnt upwards out of the woman's palm.
“No.” Celina screamed intensely and rushed to stop whatever evil the woman was consulting. The man caught her before she could get to the woman, and forcefully threw her back. Celina fell to the ground bruising her legs and hands as she slid back and then stopped by the door. Celina ignored the pain, the bruise, and the laceration on her skin and turned as the trauma of losing Adrian overwhelmed her. She watched in the most horrifying dismay of her life as the man took the stone from the other woman and threw it.
Celina screamed like a woman who had lost her senses. She watched the stone, which was burning with unusual dark fire as it moved in slow motion towards the circle where Adrian was trapped - the entire area within the circle that Adrian was placed turned into flames. Adrian screamed with his full strength as the dark fire burnt.
Relentless that she would lose her son, Celina got up and rushed again to the circle, but the force around the circle obstructed her from getting to her son. She hit the shield with all her power, screaming with all her strength, but nothing happened. Celina turned to the man in a wild rage and rushed towards him in a frenzied manner, ready to tear him apart. Celina's eyes and expression showed she was on the verge of going nuts as she wailed and cried horror rushing towards the man, but the huge man pushed her away; she fell to the floor like a bag of bones. Celina screamed with all her might, hitting the invisible shield again and again and wailing in a crazy mood.
“I want Marcus' daughter, Wanda,” the man spoke to the other woman in the long red cloak ignoring Celina's wailing. “And let's not forget Zacharie's granddaughter 'Mia' too. Take care of them all.” Both their faces and expressions were still hidden away in the dark. Celina, who was howling, didn't hear them clearly, but she already knew what the man was planning - to destroy all The Chosen children. Celina knew the man would attack all the children that were connected to The Chosen one after the other.
“I am on it,” the woman answered in the dark and then included, “what about Luciana's son Haakan. I mean Zacharie's other grandchild.”
“Luciana, she has been faithful.” The man paused and moaned in a low tone like there was a reason why he didn't want Luciana hurt. “Include Haakan," he said gently.
“Meet me in the city,” when you get your strength back?” The man turned and walked past Celina. “I have some other children to get to this night.”
Celina continued to hit hard on the shield blocking her from reaching her son. She didn't even realize she was the only one left in the room. Watching her son in the horrific scene had made her lose touch with everything around her.
She suddenly came back to reality, got up after a while and wobbled towards the door of the room. She fell down outside, unable to watch her son in the terrifying scene. She couldn't hear the boy anymore, only the noise of the burning fire. She covered her ears, squeezed her body together on the floor with her knees bent towards her face, and wailed bitterly in horror.
She remembered Marcus while groaning. Marcus' little daughter came up in her mind, and without demur, Celina searched frantically for her phone.
“Marcus, Marcus,” she scampered realising Marcus' daughter was another target for the man.
“Celina?” Marcus sat up instantly, hearing Celina cry. “He ... he ... did it,” Celina said incoherently amidst bitter tears. “He killed Adrian...burnt him alive!” she cried out loud.
“What?” Marcus spoke out, making his wife, Sofia sit up as Celina's call woke them up from sleep.
“He is searching for The Chosen and any other child who shows traits of The Chosen,” Celina explained in tears that gushed out like heavy rain from her eyes. “You have to get your daughter away, get Wanda hidden away ...”
“Wanda!” Marcus repeated, wondering why his two-year-old daughter was in danger. “Wanda is safe ...” Marcus broke off as he and Sofia suddenly heard their baby cry out. Sofia jumped off the bed and scurried to Wanda's room.
Celina, hearing a weird sound behind her, suddenly jumped up and turned to face the room where Adrian had been. She screamed in fear staring into the room.
“Celina, Celina,” Marcus called, hurrying behind Sofia but holding on to the phone against his ear. Something else was in the room now that Celina was staring at. She could not believe what was standing and looking at her; the creature was huge, and it had furiously red eyes, ready for a kill.
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