She stood on one end of the corridor, staring at the deserted dark place where the windows were shut close along with the curtains. Taking in a deep breath, she placed her feet forward one after another starting to walk towards it while placing her fingers on the wall that glided through as she walked slowly trying to see if there could be anything she could find in here; memory spill that would have been captured by this house.
Her fingers continued to trail and she walked into the darkest part of the mansion which was cold and isolated. It was quiet, so quiet that Belle could hear herself breath. Her eyebrows furrowed when she felt her fingers picking up on something, flashes of blood coming in front of her closed eyelids.
She saw a person's hand that laid on the ground, unmoving and black robes moved away from the girl and when it moved to see the person's face with black robes, it felt as if something else came in front of her. A memory being written on another memory.
When Belle opened her eyes, the next moment she was not in her mansion but a closed room that had no light. As her eyes adjusted to the surrounding, she noticed a small boy who sat in the corner of the room. She had seen this...
"Lord Nicholas?" whispered Belle to see the boy continuing to cry.
When she turned around, she saw a woman who laid dead on the ground. There was blood around her body and her clothes...her clothes were torn and she didn't need to see more to know what people had done to her.
The boy didn't cry and the way the body of the woman appeared it looked as if more than two to three days had pa.s.sed since the woman was dead. Belle walked towards the door which was closed and tried to open it but it was locked from outside. The door shook that made her realize she was there in the past yet she wasn't there at the same time because the boy couldn't see her.
When she turned around, she noticed how the boy felt as if someone was trying to move the door from outside when in truth it was her who had pushed it. She let go of it and noticed the blood that reached not only him but also her own feet. After coming back to the mansion, Belle had removed her shoes and had walked bare leg which was why she felt the sticky blood that had almost dried.
While Belle was still trying to grasp what exactly she was doing here, she suddenly heard feral like sounds starting to come from the boy.
She quickly made her way to the boy and sat down to meet his eyes, holding her hands on his where his body was shaking.
A black hole started to open through the wall and something very dark started to come out it. When the black hole started to widen further and further away Belle finally came to see what was beyond the gap that had formed.
The realm of the dead.
She knew it because she had been there more than twice now.
She didn't know what was happening to the boy as his body had started to convulse and he was growling in pain. As seconds pa.s.sed by, she noticed how something black and menacing came from the place and it pa.s.sed through to surround the boy.
The boy started to convulse further, glaring up which was when she noticed the pitch-black eyes. The core of his heart was getting corrupted. If she didn't do anything the boy would die once he would step out of this room. If this boy was truly Lord Nicholas, as compared to how he was, the man was not supposed to be corrupted.
Belle remembered what Lucas had told her. The corruption didn't belong to the land of the living and it was instead acquired from the land of the dead. Not knowing what to do as his teeth enlarged and she could hear the growl, she continued to hold his hand and tried to pull out the corruption away from him and it was possible because she belonged to both the realms.
She then pushed the corruption away from him which was trying to get back at him. As time pa.s.sed by, the boy started to calm down and a by-product of the corruption got created which were the two ghouls.
Belle heard a bell ring loudly and the bell came from the land of the living, like a siren for what she had done. She realized what she had done. She had created an imbalance by ending up here and making a change which she hadn't realized.
She could sense and feel from the land of the dead and she quickly looked at the boy and the ghouls that had been created and was picking up the scent of the dead body before going to consume the blood that was on the ground.
She was supposed to fix it so that no one would know what she had done.
Belle tried to quickly race her brain. The ability of death but she had stepped into the past and had changed what was in the past. The time. If she was able to manipulate time, she should be able to manipulate other things too.
She placed her hand on the ground and hoped that the time she had changed, the events would be hidden by the people of the dead if they were to come and check what had happened here. A light blue line started to form in the borders of the room they were in which neither the ghouls nor the boy noticed before getting back to the present.
When she returned back, her dress and feet were covered in blood.
"Belle?" she heard Lucas call her but Belle had lost all her energy and she fell unconscious.
