Belle Adams' Butler

Music recommendation: Haunted Forest Sounds | Ghostly Murmurs | 1 Hour 

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Belle looked at Portia's shocked expression as if she couldn't believe she was in the ruined house. She could tell by the look Portia gave her right now, the girl was absolutely furious and was ragingly mad. 

"What the fuck happened?!" Portia shouted in the empty house that echoed her voice. 

"How would I know?" asked Belle looking down at Portia, "When you cheat your way out of this place by putting an innocent person like me here, it was bound to happen," her words were calm. 

"It is because of you!" blamed Portia and Belle raised her eyebrows. Seriously was she blaming her for everything that would happen around her? "I was right there! I was with Lucas and he was holding my hand but then this man came out of nowhere because you did something!" 

"Excuse me?" asked Belle, stepping down from the stairs, "The last time we checked I was the one who was stuck here because you decided to kill me. And I almost turned to someone's food. I don't even know this place. I get that you are lonely and upset but stop putting the blame on me when I did nothing. You were the one who picked the time and place to catch and kill me. To switch into my body."

"That bastard said he wanted Lucas back! I need to get back to the body," whispered Portia and stared at Belle as both of them had a look of realisation on their face. The vessel was empty and anyone would be able to claim it. 

Portia was the first one to run out of the house and Belle would if she hadn't brought the mighoul along with her. Lucas would be having her body and she trusted he would not allow Portia to slip back in there but the question was who had sent Portia back in here. She laughed at the thought as she made her way to the cell room where the portal was still open but the mighoul was nowhere to be found. 

"Hector?" Belle called out the mighoul's name but she only got her echo back. 

"Belle!" Barron's voice could be heard from the other side, "Was it the hellhounds?" he asked. 

"No, my twin sister," muttered Belle, looking around the cell. Where did the mighoul go? "I will go back to the forest. I will see you in some time," and she closed the portal to leave the cell back in darkness. 

She didn't know where the mighoul was but she decided to run back to the forest. The streets in the town only looked empty when she passed them but the creatures who were slumbering in the dark sniffed the fresh soul that went by them. They started to creep and crawl out of their hidings, tailing the girl. 

When Belle noticed the groans and growls from behind her, she noticed the reapers without the hood running to catch up to her but there were more than just the reapers as she could hear the howls of the hellhounds that were approaching her from behind. 

The echo of the hellhound was enough to send Belle sprinting faster than before. She had caught sight of the reapers who were trying to get her. At first, the sound came as if it was somewhere far but then came the howls that weren't too far from where she was running. The amount of howls she heard was enough to turn her nervous. 

She was no creature of the land of the dead to be accustomed to it. Portia appeared to be weaker than before or maybe her soul was still recovering from the death as she was sent from the land of living to the land of the dead which was why Belle caught up in time. 

The atmosphere was dark but this time there was also fog that had started to surround her or she had entered the forest where the fog had come to spread. It made it hard for her to see or move and she finally came to pause her footsteps. The forest was filled with the sound of crickets and at a distance, she could hear some sort of bird crying. Her head moved left and right. Her eyes were trying to see past the fog, but it seemed like for a dead soul, it didn't matter if in the previous life they were a vampire or of a higher being. 

Belle continued to walk, realizing this was possibly not the way she had come out of the forest before. Thanks to the fog, it was possible that she was lost now. But even if she was no more a vampire and dead, there were some things that she could rely on. 

She raised her palm forwards and said, "Bring the light that rests with the dead. Souls that are lost and gone, I summon you," for a wisp of a golden ball to appear at the top of her hand. 

The spell she had used was not one that belonged to the realm of the living but of the dead. The infamous forbidden magic. The ball of light was good enough for her to see where she was and she gulped when she noticed the number of wooden crosses that surrounded her right now. She was standing in the graveyard that was present in the forest. The coffins were not buried here, instead, there were many rectangular cemented coffins that were left on the ground. 

"We have a guest," spoke a whispered voice behind her and Belle snapped around to see no one. 

"She smells good, doesn't she," came another voice of a woman this time and Belle turned around again but she was not able to see from where exactly the voices were coming. 

"Who's there?" asked Belle to hear voices that cackled together. 

She continued to look on the other side of the darkness, bringing the light forward to notice the creatures step out with a black cloak and faces that looked like a crow's enlarged skeleton face.

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