BRITTANY.

　　I felt the whole world crash on me as my mother coughed out blood with her face turning pale and white. I rushed at her and knelt down in her front, lay her head on my lap shaking her body vigorously with tears streaming down from my eyes. This is too much for me to take. I rained all curses in the book of hell on Jake. She is yet to discover from the attack she had encountered with him and now he had stabbed her with a silver dagger which seemed to be very toxic. Her mum looked really weak so I'm scared I might lose her. I really felt vulnerable and weak seeing my only mother that I had in this weak state. Her eyes were beginning to close together, falling into the cold hands of death. I held her face, shaking her face with tears stuck in my heart.

　　"Mum, hang in there, you are not going to die yet. I won't let that happen." I laid her gently on the floor and drew a large circle around her.

　　I sat down on the floor with my legs crossed against each other in a meditating posture with my eyes tightly closed.

　　Even though I know the magic I'm trying to do is against the white witch region, I don't care anymore about unleashing my black and dark side. I'm trying to use a necromancer dark on her to make the wound at least heal and to bring her back healthy. I placed my two hands on her mother with full concentration calling out magics from all angles to heed to my call.

　　Heat began to evolve out of my body as the magical energy in me was moving into my mother's body. I casted a very powerful spell to support and I unleashed a great deal of energy in me to my mother hoping everything works out as planned or thought. I opened my eyes and slumped hard on the floor really weak as the magic had really drained and exhausted my energy.

　　I staggered back to my feet and stared at my mother who looked even paler than before, which means the magic I've been trying isn't working out. Does this mean I have exhausted my magical energy for waste? That means I wouldn't be able to use mine for the next few weeks before I recovered. And my mum had told me if I had known I wouldn't have anything to do with the Damon's family. I really regretted all my actions. If I had given Jake the so-called leaf at first this wouldn't have happened. I really hate myself for this. I can't afford to lose my precious mother. She has always been there for me and now she is almost in the hand of death and I couldn't do anything about it. This is indeed bad luck. I really hate my life and myself right now.

　　Fear gripped me tightly to the depth of my heart as I watched thick dark veins virus which were beginning to spread all over her body. The dark veins have spread all over face moving to her heart region and I watched her dieing slowly doing it without making any attempt. It is indeed a shame to me and I must admit it. I'm shameless. I really would shred Jack into pieces if anything could happen to her mother because I don't use her to Joke with anybody. I think I have to do or find something for her at least to sustain the pain she is feeling right now.

　　I decided to go to the forest to quickly get a herb even though I aren't good at herb medicine but I know like two to three leaves which I believe would sustain the pain she is feeling right now. I stood up from the floor, took a glance at her and dashed out of my house premises to the forest. Getting closer to my destination, I slowed the pace of my speed as I got close to the direction in which the leaves gathered around themselves.

　　I bend low and pluck a few of them quickly, winced in pain and the thorn of one of the leaves tore my hand but I didn't pay attention to it. I picked them from the floor and dashed out of the forest. Getting outside the forest, I stopped on my track as I felt my wrist aching me badly. I looked at my wrist and discovered excessive blood oozing out of my hand. I tore a piece of cloth off my dress and wrapped it around my wrist tightly.

　　I winced softly before dashing into the house. On getting to my mother, my heart sliced into pieces as I looked at my mum with curiosity and anxiousness. I could feel pain in my heart as I watched my mother cough out blood even though her blood had changed completely to almost black. I moved closer to her with the leaf in my hand, knelt in her front squeezing the leaf together to get a drop of the water content of the herb. I stopped midway as I felt my mum's cold hand held me firmly. She looked at me trying to get hold of herself to speak what was on her mind.

　　"My daughter, don't worry about me, it is too late. Don't worry about me, make sure you study the white witch spells books very well and make sure you don't use it for evil. Be the good girl which you always are. Don't bother saying my life because it is useless to be sincere to you. My days on earth are limited. I think my ancestors are calling me. It is time to hand over the legacy to you. The dagger which he used to stab was really a poisonous and toxic dagger soaked with dark magic. That was the reason why the necromancer spell didn't work on me because the dagger is draining your magical energy, not me. And bother or try removing or we might both die."

　　This statement really broke, spoiled and destroyed my day. I shouldn't bother about her because her days are limited on earth. But I think there is no problem in this world without a solution even though it might be good or bad.

　　"Mum, you always say there is no problem on this planet earth without any solution. So I'm sure there must be a solution. Mum, what could be the solution? You know I can't afford to lose you the same way I lost my father." I said, tearing up with my voice beginning to crack. She looked at me and shook her head softly with a sigh.

　　"You are right but in every situation they tend to be difficult solutions to problems at times. So the solution is really difficult"

　　"Well, if you want me to be alive as you have claimed. The only solution to my critical and deadly predicament is to get a male who will take me,, me to an old witch who will revive me back. I. . .I love you."

　　Immediately she said this last statement, I screamed out in tears as my mother coughed out blood and entered the cold hand of death. I shook her body with my tears very red and swollen, my face looking pale. Her hair shattered all over my face like a ghost. Oh No, my mum is dead! I shouted out again with the pain of losing a mother stinging my heart. I think this is the high time I stand for her rather than crying here hopelessly without any hope of reviving her.

　　Where do I know that I can find a male? I'm not familiar with any male in anywhere close to my house so I have to move forward. I don't even know where exactly or what routes I should take which will lead to a male. I'm stranded but I can't give my enemy the sound of victory. I should overcome this.

　　May the goddess help me and lead me through.