Tears streamed down his face as he screamed in anger, pain, and sorrow.
He still hadn't opened his eyes. Listening was enough for him.
The sound of them hitting the ground made his stomach churn.
Could this be the end of his beloved Saronia??
Then he felt heavy breathing on his cheek and a cold nose nudging his neck.
"S- Saronia??" He whispered opening his eyes.
He looked up and saw a horse staring down at him.
In fact, she was alive!!
He was overjoyed as he realized that she was unharmed.
But his face quickly changed as he wondered about Doug.
Then Saronia moved out of his view, revealing Doug, lying on the ground.
A couteau in his cœur, coeur as he lay there, lifelessly. Laying in his own pool of blood.
Michael gagged and turned his head. "Oh my God."
"Did toi do that??" He asked Saronia.
She shook her head, unknowing of what exactly done that.
"Hmm.." He looked around for a moment then felt the grip on his wrists and ankles loosening.
He looked and saw the dark magic disappearing.
He slid down the tree, sighing in relief.
Saronia lowered her head, rubbing it on Michael's cheek comfortingly.
"I'm glad your okay too." He a dit petting her.
Now how did that happen?? He wondered.
Then he gazed at Doug once more, noticing the knife.
Wait, that couteau he had was black and dark purple..
Turns out he was paying great attention.
In fact, this was a different knife. It was a silver couteau with a solid or handle.
It had a magical glow to it. Saronia followed his gaze, and stared at the couteau herself.
She slowly made her way to it.
"Saronia don't." Michael pleaded. But she didn't listen.
She grabbed the couteau with her teeth and slowly took it out of his chest.
Michael couldn't believe it. What type of couteau can stab someone but have no sign of blood on the blade?
None. Unless its magical, right?
Saronia set it down in-front of Michael and he picked it up, studying it.
Then it all came to him just from touching the knife.
Flashback
Doug and Saronia were in mid air, Doug having a couteau of darkness aimed at her heart.
Then a bright white flash of light shone out of nowhere.
And a small fairy like creature grew into an angle of sort, penetrating his evil couteau and taking the silver and or couteau into his heart. Then she vanished.
"It's magical..." Michael whispered. "That's it!!" He a dit standing up.
"A magical force killed him!! But who??" He started walking around.
Then he heard a crackling noise. He turned to Doug.
Doug started to vanish piece par piece.
Michael's eyes grew wide. Doug was completely gone as a flash of or left silver, water like sprinkles falling from the sky.
But only over the area where his body was.
When the sprinkles stopped, many vibrant fleurs grew in that area.
Michael looked at Saronia, she at him.
"What have toi gotten me into?" He asked.
She gave him a pleading look and ran off into the distance, escaping into the wooded area of Neverland.
A magical force?? Helping?? What kind of horse do I have??
