At the Salvatore residence, Damon and Stefan were in the midst of administering shock therapy to Elena, hoping to spark any response that might restore her humanity.
In their desperation, they had intensified their tactics, resorting to causing her pain after realizing that starving her had been ineffective. This urgent situation had led them to this moment, where they watched Elena writhing and burning from sunlight while secured to a chair.
"Aaaahhhhaaaa... Stop it, Damon... Stefan... Aahhuhhuhaa..." Elena screamed in agony as the sunlight scorched her skin.
Stefan, who was controlling the curtain, looked at his brother. Damon nodded, and Stefan quickly closed the curtains, stopping the sunlight from burning Elena anymore.
Damon looked at her. "You're gonna thank me for this. After you turn your humanity back on, you'll realize that life without emotions is shit."
Elena, crazed with pain, laughed with painful sobs as her body healed. "You know what else is shit? Being sired to you. Going every day believing that I was in love with you. I remember every horrible moment of it. And you... so scared that it wasn't real."
"Ahhnm..." She took a shaky breath as her body healed, looking at him with ridicule, though she was tired and starved. "Well, guess what? It wasn't. You were right. So go ahead. Keep trying to get the old me back. Who knows? Maybe Stefan and I will give it another go."
The brothers looked at each other as Damon was a bit shaken, even if he shrugged it off.
In that moment of distraction, Elena managed to free herself from the chair. She rushed to the window, flinging open the curtains, and stood there, burning like a Roman candle, scaring the shit out of Stefan and Damon as they moved at vampire speed, frantically putting out the flames from consuming her body.
"Hahahaaaahhahahaha..." Elena laughed with mad glee. "I am the girl that you both love. You wouldn't do anything to actually hurt me. You both just proved that. So what do I really have to be afraid of?"
Exasperated, Stefan and Damon locked her up before leaving.
Stefan sighed, tired. "So that went well."
"Every other vampire turns their humanity back on, no problem. You kill. You feed. You do all the awful things that a vampire does. And then when you're done, you turn it back on. Why is she being so stubborn?" Damon voiced his frustration.
"Because she has nothing to come back to. Her home's gone, her family's gone, and she's alienated her friends. She's destroyed her relationships," Stefan reasoned.
Damon didn't want to give up. He groaned. "No. She wants to come back."
"Scaring the hell out of her should have worked, but she's smart and she knows we're not gonna hurt her,"
"All right. So we get somebody else, somebody who really will hurt her," Stefan was of the same mind as his brother, not intending to give up.
"Who? Katherine?"
"Think about it. She's the reason Jeremy's dead, right? So if anybody's gonna provoke an emotion, it's her." Steffan nodded.
"So we call her and then what? Beg her to help us out of the kindness of her own heart? You're kidding me?"
"Katherine separated herself from Elijah, as you know. She has nothing. She has no one. We invite her into our house to come torture Elena. There's no way she's gonna turn that down." Stefan pointed out.
"You're right. But there is a problem with your idea, brother. She does have someone. She's replaced Elena as Rebekah's new best friend forever."
"But I do think she will not pass up a free ticket to torture Elena given the chance," Damon agreed with the idea of bringing Katherine into the plan.
Just then, Katherine appeared through the entrance.
"What a beautiful sentiment, selflessly thinking of giving entertainment to little old me in the way of torturing your broken toy," Katherine said, amused as she stepped into the room. "But really, such terrible boyfriends you are."
Damon looked at her, surprised that she had suddenly appeared, but it seemed that speaking of the devil had made her show up. "Seriously? You can't knock?"
"Sorry. I didn't realize we were standing on formalities," Katherine rolled her eyes.
From the other room, Matt entered, aghast, voicing his objection to the idea with a high, shrieking voice. "Are you both out of your mind? I told you what happened to me because of HER, and you want to leave HER alone with Elena?"
Katherine glanced at Matt like he was a mere insect that couldn't provide her with more entertainment than being squished with her heels. "Boy, it seems you haven't learned your lesson from a few hours ago. It seems you have a fish's memory or you lack any instinct of self-preservation, perhaps?"
Damon groaned at Katherine. "Don't scare the kid more than he already is. Can't you see he's barely holding up?"
"Huh. Someone is trying hard for little Elena," Katherine ridiculed him.
"You got a better idea, prom king? Unless you want me to lock you up in there with her, I suggest you shut up and let the adults handle this," Damon dismissed him, giving him a look not to bother Katherine.
Matt looked angrily and left, fuming as he strode out while thinking, 'I'm calling Caroline. There's no way I'm letting that psycho in there with Elena.'
"Geez, what did you do to the kid?" Damon looked at Katherine.
"I did nothing to him. I didn't even touch him," Katherine shrugged innocently at them.
"Well, something or someone did something to him, and it was because of you. Luckily for him, Rebekah saved his life while you were leaving him to his fate of almost dying," Stefan said, attentively watching her reactions.
"As I said, I did nothing to him," Katherine smiled with ridicule.
"What are you plotting with your new BFF, Katherine? And be honest about what happened with the kid," Damon asked.
"Nothing. I'm planning nothing... I came to visit you both, and if that is how you treat an old friend, then I'd better leave," Katherine said, feigning feeling hurt.
Damon and Stefan looked at her before Stefan nodded to Damon.
"We need your evil and ruthless crazy bitch methods, Katherine."
...
Katherine was about to get Elena out of the safe when she was suddenly interrupted.
["Mom."]
Katherine looked at the safe and then to the door, hesitating to answer her son.
She then felt magic being released from her body, covering the whole room.
["You can talk freely now, Mom."]
"Son!" Katherine cheerfully answered back, her voice laced with love. "You finally thought of your other mother?" She pouted like a little girl.
["Mom, don't be jealous... If you want to spend more time with me, just say it."] Joe chuckled.
"I do, alright?" Katherine rolled her eyes cutely.
["Good. We can have an intimate time just the two of us later. What do you think?"]
"I think you are trying to buy your mother by pampering her. What do you need, since you are suddenly appearing?" Katherine rolled her eyes with a satisfied smile on her lips.
["..."]
["...That's how you see me?"]
Katherine snickered. "You appear most of the time to Rebekah or me when you want or need something. Sometimes to say something too."
"So what is it?" she asked.
Joe told her what had happened after she left with Bonnie, bringing her up to date. He told her what they were doing now and where they were.
["So come to us, Mom, and protect us as soon as you can. Just in case."]
Katherine's mischievous face and tone from before disappeared. "I will be there in a moment, son."
["Good. By the way, helping the Salvatore brothers is hurting yourself. They are using you, but I suppose you already know. There is no need anymore for you to do this, right?"]
["Make use of your skills and manipulate her against the brothers, or at least don't paint a target on yourself in vain."]
Katherine wrily smiled before sighing. "Right. I have you now, my beloved son."
["Aw, I'm gonna cry if you continue saying words like those. I love you, in case you didn't know or feel it, just as much as Rebekah. After all, you both are my beloved mothers, Katerina."]
["We will talk later. I'm going."]
"Stupid son, I know you love me. I can feel it too, even if I'm not carrying you inside my womb," Katherine smiled softly as she caressed her neck, happiness all over her face. "Be careful..."
Joe didn't hear her words as he had already left the place. Soon, the mist that had permeated the room receded and vanished.
Katherine again got hold of the safe and unlocked it, releasing Elena from her confinement. "Oh, honey, you look awful."
"What the hell are you doing here?" Elena asked coldly after seeing Katherine, despite being weak and starved.
Katherine didn't mind her. "Your boyfriends invited me. They want to know if you still have a heart, so they intended for me to cut open your chest and take a look."
"But I'm not gonna do that. Instead, I'm gonna help you. You are free. You can go," Katherine said, smiling at Elena's confused look.
"What's your game?" Elena asked suspiciously.
"There is no game, sweetheart. I find that you are in need of a helping hand as you are detained against your will. Besides, I find you more cute like this," Katherine said as she moved towards the door, intending not to waste more time and leave to go to her son and Rebekah's place.
"No wonder you want me to be like you. You're the definition of damaged goods, so I look fine to you as I am now," Elena ridiculed her.
Katherine got a bit angry at her words. "Yeah, I've done some pretty horrible things to survive. But unlike you, poor, delicate Elena, I don't turn it off. I deal with it. You wouldn't last a week as a vampire without everyone fawning over you. But I'd love to see you try."
She left Elena and moved into the library, where she found Damon to tell him that she couldn't help them.
Damon, seeing her, groaned. "You didn't hold back, Katherine. I hope what you did to her doesn't leave a scar."
Katherine was about to talk, but gulped her words back as she looked at him strangely for a second before she understood something. "Yes, all that pain and torture of hers took quite a thirst," she smiled as she took a glass of whatever Damon was drinking.
"Hopefully, this helps Elena in activating her humanity back," Damon said stressfully.
"Mm, so romantic, Damon. You know, as soon as she goes back to her old self, maybe she'll go straight to Stefan. Are you not worried?" Katherine had a ridiculing smile on her lips as she looked at him.
Damon was about to answer her, but Stefan entered in a hurry. "She's gone."
"What?" Damon looked at him.
"Elena's not in her cell. I'm gonna check the grounds and find out what she did," Stefan yelled, not waiting for an answer.
Katherine appeared surprised. "Oops. Did I forget to lock her in? Let's just say I've lost interest in Elena's recovery. I'd rather watch her tear through an orphanage. Imagine trying to come back from a spiral like that."
"Anyway, good luck catching her. I'm needed elsewhere," Katherine gave Damon a smile as she disappeared from there.
Matt entered the room then, finding Damon after hearing Stefan's yell. "Elena's gone? What happened?"
Damon drank his drink in one gulp as he moved, taking Matt along by pulling him. "Donovan, you're coming with me."
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Rebekah, Silas, and Joe were preparing to perform the ritual to harness Silas's immortal body and magic, enabling them to breach the prison world.
Silas's body was positioned in the center of a hexagram. At each intersection and outer point of the hexagram, there was a circle that functioned as a magical reservoir. This created 12 reservoirs that would be filled with Silas's magic, siphoned from his immortal body. Once all 12 reservoirs were charged, they would fuel a conduit connecting to an outer circle. From this outer circle, a person standing within could channel all the magic.
At the center of it all will stand Rebekah, holding the 'Ascendant' while bound to remain within the circle for the duration of the process.
"I will await the good news, Joe," Silas said, as he closed his eyes after muttering a few words in Greek and his body began to enter a state of suspended animation.
Joe materialized beside Rebekah after using a bit of the magic on his mother's body. He walked beside Silas and also chanted in Greek a spell as he taught how to incantate spells in his old way.
"Ἰσχὺς ἄνω, σῶμα ἀναστρέφετε,ἐν ἑξαγράμματι, δύναμις ἀναλύεται,Σίλα, εἰς ἐμοὶ ἡ ἀναγκαία ἀναβαίνει!"
The hexagram became alive as magic started flowing out of Silas and coursing through every path of the diagram, but it also trembled as Silas's magic flowed; it seemed it would break apart at any moment.
"Ἡ μαγεία κινείται!"
"Ἡ μαγεία κινείται!!"
"Ἡ μαγεία κινείται!!!" He kept repeating for a while before the hexagram stabilized.
After finishing, his eyes gleamed with unbridled greed as he gazed at Silas and all the magic they were amassing. His powers were still at work, orchestrating the entire process, siphoning magic was stabilizing the magic through the paths, and filling the reserves.
Rebekah looked at the unconscious Silas, doubt written all over her face. "So that's it?"
"Mhm. We need to wait for these circles to fill with Silas's magic, drawn from his body. Each time he's drained almost to the last drop, one vessel will be filled, and then magic will do his work and regenerate inside him."
"Are you planning to siphon Silas's full magic twelve times, then?" Rebekah asked, still doubtful.
"Yes." He examined the circles that would act as batteries, temporarily storing the equivalent of Silas's entire immortal body's worth of magic before becoming unstable and breaking apart, the magic dispersing into the air. The hexagram could hold long enough because it was drawn with Silas's blood, the blood of one of the two that originated the lines of doppelgänger—something powerful enough on its own by virtue of being the blood of an immortal being.
"Son!" Rebekah cried out, worry lacing her voice. "There's something wrong with this, I just know it. Silas, when he proposed this to you, it was more like a challenge to see if you'd dare go through with it."
Joe sighed as he looked at her, feeling his lust rise and his dragon stir at the beautiful sight of his mother, even if she didn't want to express her sensuality as she sported a worried face. Today, she was wearing a comfortable black casual sleeveless dress over a tight red skirt, her hair tied in a ponytail.
He couldn't help himself as he moved beside his mother, pulling her into an embrace and resting his head in the crook of her pristine neck, taking his time to smell her sweet scent. Rebekah leaned into her son, and soon enough, a soft moan escaped her lips as he began to lick her neck, leaving wet trails before sucking gently, leaving red marks that quickly faded.
"I know you're worried, Mom," Joe said with a naughty smile, enjoying the sight of the red spots he left on her skin before they disappeared. "Hell, even I wouldn't be able to channel this much magic if I had a body right now. Silas's body can't contain more than just one of himself, and he wouldn't be able to manipulate multiple versions of himself at all. But as a siphoner, I can do it, and it isn't as dangerous as you think. I don't need to store that magic in me. I'll just channel all the magic directed to this circle straight into the spell with the 'ascendant.' It'll be the prison world receiving the brunt of it, like a magical sledgehammer hitting that world, breaking a door through a wall."
"We're using the ascendant just to make that wall appear. Then, the leaking magic from the prison world can be used by us if we want. It would be like having a celestial event at our disposal."
Rebekah heard his explanation but still wasn't reassured. She could sense the danger, even if he made it sound trivial. As she opened her mouth to voice her fears, he kissed her lips, and she could only respond, softening against him.
Joe continued kissing her, making it more passionate. "So, don't worry, alright?" he murmured as he pushed his tongue into her mouth. Rebekah allowed him entry, their tongues entwining as they shared a deep and sloppy kiss. Joe kept stimulating her as his hands made their way under her dress, cupping her soft ass over her mini skirt.
But it soon wasn't enough for him as his hands roamed hungrily over her for a while before his fingers gripped her skirt and moved it upwards, revealing her plump buttocks. "Hnn~!" She gasped against his mouth as she felt the air on her naked behind and his hands ravaging her, her body already trembling with need—but then her eyes flickered toward Silas's motionless form.
"We can't, son… not here," she breathed, though her voice lacked conviction.
Joe chuckled darkly, his lips brushing her ear. "He's not going to wake up, Mom. Trust me, Silas is dead right now. The only thing that'll pull him out of this state is if we stop draining his magic or start doing something else with him. But we're not stopping or doing anything else at the moment." His fingers pulled apart her white ass cheeks as he fondled her, dipping his index finger into the crack between, caressing her puckering hole and feeling how her body trembled at his touch before moving lower until it touched something soft and wet. "So, unless you want to wait boringly for a while for these circles to fill…"
Rebekah whimpered, her hips arching back into his touch. "Joe, this is—ah~~!—this is reckless…Mn~!"
"Mhm, and you love when I'm reckless with you," he purred, kissing her mouth as they gazed at each other. His eyes burned with hunger. "Come on, Mom. Let me make you feel good before you have to stand here bored for a long time."
A shiver ran through her. She knew she should resist but couldn't and didn't actually want to… her resistance was a joke; she was already wet for him.
"Fine~" she whispered, her voice shaking. "But if he wakes up—"
"He won't," Joe cut her off, already peeling her dress down to expose her full, heavy white breasts. He groaned at the sight, his hands immediately cupping them, enjoying their soft and smooth feeling while his thumbs brushed over her stiff nipples, not forgetting about them. "Don't worry about him, Mom… just enjoy this… feel how naughty and sexy you are right now for doing this in the open… enjoy how your mind is experiencing so many emotions coursing through your hot body at this moment."
"Hnn~~" Rebekah moaned, her head falling back as he bent to take one of her tits into his mouth. Her son opened his mouth wide, trying to take it whole, but he couldn't as it was too big. She experienced the wet heat of his tongue and the way he sucked and teased her all over, sending sparks of pleasure straight to her core as she trembled. Soon, he also started attacking her stiff nipples, biting and sucking on them.
"Mhmmm~...it feels so good~," Rebekah moaned in his ears, then tangled her fingers in his hair, holding him close as he lavished attention on her breasts, switching between them with hungry greed.
"Son~… daddy's little slut can't take much more~~…" she gasped, her voice laced with a needy, cutesy tone, as if begging to be spoiled by her man.
Joe smirked against her skin, his free hand sliding down to grip her thigh. "Who's your daddy, Mom?"
Rebekah's breath hitched, her body trembling slightly as shame coursed through her, a crimson blush spreading across her cheeks. Yet, her embarrassment only served to intensify her lust for him and the situation. "Y-you are..." she moaned, her voice barely more than a whimper.
"Louder," he demanded, giving her nipple a sharp bite that made her cry out. "Say it loudly to the world."
"You're my daddy~! Aahhmmm~~!" she moaned, her hips bucking helplessly against his leg. "My good boy… my perfect son~…nnhhmmm~!"
"Mhm, and what does Daddy's good girl want?" Joe growled, his fingers finally dipping into her soaked folds.
"I-I-....Mhmm~" Rebekah's answer was lost in a broken moan as he stroked her, his fingers brushing her softly. She was dripping for him, her body already excited enough for him.
"I want to taste my daddy's juicy cock~~!!!" Rebekah panted with lusty eyes as she looked at his.
"On your knees, beautiful." Joe smiled and ordered, pulling away just enough to let her slide down.
Rebekah obeyed without hesitation, sinking between his legs as her knees rested on the forest floor covered with leaves and grass.
Joe quickly removed his clothes from his illusory body, and Rebekah didn't waste time as her face, with a joyful glee in her eyes, moved close to his cock, starting to smell his scent like a bitch in heat.
He smiled, seeing her impregnate herself with his scent all over her face. She was just as obsessed with him as he was with her. He closed his eyes, enjoying what she was doing as she soon gave him a lick from his balls all the way up to his cockhead.
"Mhmmm..." he groaned, enjoying her slippery and warm tongue.
She licked her lips, tasting the flavor that she had come to love recently, her breath ragged for more.
"Mom… look at you," Joe groaned, his fingers tangling in her hair as she leaned in again to taste him. "You look like a needy cocksucker."
Rebekah didn't answer—she was too busy dragging her tongue up the length of him, swirling it around his tip before taking him deep into her mouth. She hollowed her cheeks, her lips sealing tight around him as she bobbed her head, her tongue working the underside of his shaft.
"Ohhhh-..! It feels amazing…" he groaned blissfully as his hips rocked slightly in their own. His mother was showing him such a slutty and lewd face while sucking his cock that he couldn't control himself. It was a side of her that only showed up when she was being a good girl for him. "Take it deeper, Mom. Show me how much you love Daddy's cock."
Rebekah whimpered around him, her throat opening as she took him to the back. She gagged slightly but didn't pull away—so Joe rewarded her with a rough thrust, his fingers tightening in her hair as he grabbed her ponytail.
"Fuck, yes…" he growled. "You're such a good girl for me…It feels so pleasant, Mom!"
Rebekah's eyes watered, but she didn't stop—she loved this. Loved being like this with her son, loved the way he used her, loved the way he praised her. Her hands wandered, cupping his balls as she worked him, her mouth never letting up.
But then—
"Well, well…" came a familiar, amused voice from a little farther away from them between the trees. "What do we have here?"
Rebekah froze, her son's cock still deep in her throat—but Joe just grinned.
"Mother," he purred. "Perfect timing."
Katherine sauntered next to them, her eyes gleaming with mischief as she took in the scene. "Oh, don't mind me…" she drawled. "I came as fast as I could to take care of you both, but I didn't expect this..." She circled them, her gaze raking over Rebekah's flushed face, Joe's cock glistening with her saliva. "This is so much more interesting."
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........
A long time later.
Joe gazed upon the hexagram after filling Katherine's pussy and Rebekah's for the umpteenth time. He was currently balls deep inside Rebekah as he examined the hexagram, which was brimming with magical energy on the verge of explosion. He took a few more moments to enjoy his mother's pussy, her walls twitching with a firm grip despite her exhaustion from the prolonged fucking. Still, she wore a blissful smile, having been filled and played with, much like Katherine, who couldn't stop smiling as she lay in the grass with her legs splayed wide, gobs of semen dripping from her well-used pussy, making sounds like bursting bubbles that pilled under her ass.
"It seems it's time." Joe smiled as he withdrew his cock from his mother's womb, which was serving as the home that was nurturing his developing 'body'—if one could even call it that, given it was little more than a paste of flesh beginning to form organs.
He grabbed Rebekah around her waist with one arm, preventing her from falling face-first onto the ground, while his other hand fondled her right breast, which was red from his relentless attention, much like her ass cheeks after a vigorous spanking while riding her.
"Let's make both of you presentable." He snapped his fingers, and as if by magic, their bodies were cleaned and clothed. They were dressed and clean, but still worn out.
"Already?" Rebekah asked, her voice husky as she grasped his arms for support. She steadied herself on her feet, still regaining her composure while feeling her womb hot and full. Katherine also rose from the ground, her legs trembling slightly. She gazed at the hexagram and Silas with a newfound sense of wonder, having previously given it little thought, as her priorities were different.
"Yes," Joe nodded, a mischievous grin on his face. He pinched Rebekah's ass, causing her to let out a surprised but pleasant moan, "Ah~~!". He then released her arms and walked over to stand beside Silas.
Joe clicked his tongue in greed as he laid eyes on him. He coveted Silas's immortal body, feeling vulnerable, much like Katherine. After all, while Joe's body was that of a hybrid, his vampire aspect wasn't truly immortal; it was merely a common vampire body. Or perhaps it carried the characteristics of his mother's original body? He wasn't sure, and he had no desire to put it to the test when, or if, the time came. So, instead, he yearned to steal Silas's immortality, something Silas didn't want, but he did.
His simple siphoner abilities wouldn't suffice, as they only allowed him to absorb magic for his use. But he had a plan that might work, even if absorbing magic wasn't the same as devouring it. The key lay in how Silas's immortality was created, or the Originals at that. Any spell needed a ritual, an incantation, and a certain amount of magic to work. Joe had the ritual, a transfer process, an old incantation method, and the necessary magic, along with a celestial event and an immortal body that produced the doppelgänger line. He needed one more thing: Expression. A sacrifice to bind everything together.
"Mother!" Joe growled, his eyes gleaming with crazy glee.
"Yes?" Rebekah and Katherine replied in unison, tiredly.
Joe rubbed his nose, embarrassed. "I mean, Katerina. Could you do me a favor?"
"What do you need, son?" Katherine looked at him tenderly.
Joe smiled at them both. "I need twelve humans. Bring them here to be sacrificed."
Rebekah's eyes widened, and Katherine's interest was piqued. "Why?" they asked simultaneously.
"I need to sacrifice them to access Expression magic, the same Silas and Bonnie used. While this will be a weak expression, it should work well enough."
Rebekah looked at him askance. "What are you planning? This wasn't part of the deal when you and Silas were making the plan."
"That's because I never revealed my true intentions. I'm not going to help him obtain the cure blindly. Sure, I'll get it, but only after I get what I want. A price he needs to pay first."
"And what is that?" Katherine asked, more curious and interested than anything else.
Joe's grin widened. "I plan to become immortal."
......
Rebekah stood within the circle, the locus where the hexagram's magic would be channeled, grasping the 'Ascendant'. Joe looked to her and asked, "Are you ready, Mom?"
"Yes," she replied, nodding firmly.
"Alright, don't worry. I'll be fine. We'll be fine. Everything will work out." He smiled, kissed her softly on the lips, and covered her hands holding the Ascendant. 'I hope everything works out,' he thought.
Then he began chanting, "Μαγεία ζῇ· ἐν ἐμοί."
The magic from the reservoirs started flowing through the conduit into Rebekah's body. As soon as it entered her, Joe channeled it into a spell. "Hahaha, this feeling!" He laughed, reveling in the sensation of so much magic at his disposal.
He infiltrated Silas's mind, his power overwhelming. He smothered any sense of Silas, even if dormant or in hibernation, trapping him in an illusion he couldn't escape or comprehend.
"What are you doing?" Katherine asked, an eyebrow raised as she watched her son move towards Silas's body, cloaking him in a fog.
"I'm changing the terms of our agreement," Joe said, snapping his fingers. A stone levitated from the ground and broke apart, transforming into a stone knife. "He designed this to be a one-time use. After channeling his magic, the entire hexagram would disintegrate and disappear, as it's barely holding. But that won't do. I need him to keep feeding me magic."
"Besides, I need his blood. Every last drop." He smirked, kneeling beside Silas. With a swift motion, he opened Silas's throat, then both wrists, allowing his blood to flow into the hexagram's pathways, reinforcing the spell.
"Well, it's time to go into the prison world," Joe stated nonchalantly, his mothers watching his ruthless actions without a hint of remorse.
"How are you going to do that?" Katherine asked.
"Like this," he said, touching his mother's hands holding the Ascendant once more, chanting, "Ἀποκάλυψόν μοι."
As he chanted, the Ascendant left their grasp and started floating, shining brightly as a scene to another place appeared before them in the form of a watery curtain.
"There's the entrance,"
He reached out to touch it but couldn't pass through. "I'm going. Bring me those humans, Mom. I would need them. See you later. " He began to shine as a surge of magic exploded around them. The air trembled as the veil to the prison world shattered like a mirror, falling like broken glass, and Joe disappeared into it.
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