“It looks to me like you’ll never have her.” I whispered. “I think the old hag has you beaten. She’s kept you away from her daughter for a long time now. Maybe it was never meant to be.”
I moved closer to him, the smell of his body was overpowering. He hadn’t breathed for a long time, but hot putrid air surrounded him.
Distract him; take his focus away from Mala. Give me a chance to set them free.
I heard her thoughts, what if Luca heard them too?
I looked into his eyes and smiled, it took all of my courage and energy, but I was convincing.
What if he kills me, what then?
He looked down at me, fascinated. “You’re awfully brave! How can this be? I usually have to fight to get my pleasure. Why aren’t you fighting?”
I was terrified, barely breathing, but something spurred me to play his game. You’re doing great, keep his focus. It’s working.
“Maybe I’m tired of life.” I said, my voice sounding stronger than I felt. “I get up and go to work every morning, but for what? Its time for a different, more exciting life. Tell me what you have to offer?”
The creatures behind him gathered close together as they watched me.
“You can ride the night skies with me” he asked. “You can look down at the world of pathetic humans and see them, like ants, running around as they live out their futile lives?”
He moved closer to me, our bodies merged. I was terrified.
Although his hands didn’t move, I felt violated; I knew his intentions and felt him touch me.
“Ahh, lets play a while.” He said.
I have him, please do what you need to do and then help me.
My fear spiraled out of control. I was completely enveloped by evil. Terror paralyzed my body.
I’m dying! Help me!
The life was being sucked out of me. I was lost!
I’m barely breathing. Help me!
I was vaguely aware of a light, a light that grew slowly stronger and sent wispy branches shooting off towards the sky as the poor creatures that had been held captive escaped. Behind me I heard bells. The sort of bells you associated with Christmas, heralding the arrival of happiness.
I knew these weren’t Christmas bells, but Romany bells and I smiled. I shouldn’t have done that. I shouldn’t have smiled.
“You witch, you sorceress, you temptress. I’m going to squeeze the life out of you now.”
I looked up to see his face. I’d fooled him for a while and and he was full of lust for a live willing body. Something I wasn’t prepared to give and he knew that now.
He tossed me aside like a doll. I hit the ground hard, knocked senseless for a few seconds. When I opened my eyes I saw the old gypsy, she chanted and danced in a circle around the smoking man and his Romany love. They were wrapped in tender embrace for the first time since death claimed them. They faded to nothing, poof, gone.
“You old witch, you’ll pay for this.”
God please let him not be talking to me; I have no fight left in me.
I looked at the distorted face of evil and saw him focus on the old Gypsy. She smiled. “Come on then, make me pay, I’m old and fragile, but I beat you at your own game. You can take my life now, but you can’t touch my daughter anymore. You can’t go to the place she is now. She’s safe from you, safe forever!”
He was on her in less than a second. Moving around her, his face contorted in anger. She didn’t budge, but stood her ground and smiled. I wanted to help her, but I couldn’t move.
“Please leave her alone.” I whispered, but no one heard.
It’s all right; I’m ready to die. I’m old!
She put her arms out and started to chant again. I watched the evil presence of Luca shrink slightly. He became still. He looked confused, unsure of himself. The old gypsy’s head snapped back. She closed her eyes, opened her mouth and inhaled deeply.
The awful shape of evil disappeared into her mouth and down her throat. When there was nothing of him left her lips snapped shut and she exploded into a fiery mass. I saw them fighting in the flames, but he was lost, no match for a cunning old gypsy. His evil was no match for her love.
I watched until there was nothing left but calm.