5

The Gun

Rosalie's body was once again shrouded in blue fire, and there were pools of blood red color behind her eyelids. Raden was being carried away with a magical force coming from her body. The girl was unconscious, yet her mind knew who to protect.

Faelin watches in awe as Raden's body zooms and crashes into the concrete wall opposite their bodies. He scrambles to his feet and carefully picks Rosalie up in his arms. Suddenly, another force pushed Faelin away again, to the wall, close to Raden.

"Ouch..." Faelin winced. "What was that for?"

Rosalie didn't reply, but only brought her hand up slowly. Her eyes were still glazed over.

"Rosalie...?" Faelin says her name slowly.

Faelin hears a loud bang, and then he sees the light go out. "Rosalie!"

The girl falls to the concrete floor. Raden was holding a handgun in his grasp, and his hand is trembling.

"If I can't have her..." Raden whispers shakily, "No one can."

Faelin picks Rosalie from the ground again. "What happened to you, dad?" He asks.

"What?" Raden replies sternly, challenging.

Faelin goes on sullenly, "You used to be so nice. But when mom died....I know what you've been doing. I've known since I was six. It's repulsive."

"You know about Lena...." Faelin nods. "Well, that's too bad." He raises the gun again.

"What are you doing?" Faelin asks.

Raden looks down, and tightens his fingers on the trigger. "You've gotten in my way ever since you were born. When your mother died...that was one obstacle down, one to go." He looks up with insane eyes. Eyes full of madness. "You will not get in my way anymore, Faelin!"

Faelin's eyes bug as realization strikes him. "Dad..." Did he...? "Killed...Mom?"

"Well!" Raden exclaims, "He has a brain! Sadly, it'll be wasted soon enough. You won't become king! You won't overrule me!" Raden pulled the trigger all the way.

Faelin's last thought before everything went black was: My Dad is an insane bastard.