Possessed One

Belle felt her breaths stifled as she heard her sister’s faint sigh. Her hand pressing her fingernail to the wooden floor as though to run away. To protect herself, she quickly raised her hand whispering a magic only for the person in front of her to whisper a spell against her, causing her hand to burn. Rachel recoiled from the pain, causing her fingers to turn black as she pulled it to her chest.

“It won’t work,” the person said.

“Why?” Demanded Rachel. She looked at her hands, shocked and confused as her skin grew paler, “My magic—”

“It’s a holy magic,” the person responded, taking their footsteps closer to the magic circle as the black shoes smeared the charcoal on the floor. “It works to abolish all dark magic, rendering it useless for life.”

“I didn’t use any dark magic,” Rachel coughed up blood, noticing how her own vision had turned blurry as though a droplet of water had fallen on her clear eyes.

“You did. As you called up a demon, that’s when your magic turn dark. I guess, y