Chapter Seventeen
Book Five-Sophie

WE CAN SENSE DANGER, PAIN, AND EACH OTHER BUT WE CAN'T EVEN SENSE EVIL CORRUPTING US. -Emma

      I don't remember much. I do remember that the only thing I wanted to do was to kill Zoe. She wasn't my sister at the time. She was my enemy and what d wewe do to your enemies? wewe kill them. wewe make them suffer. That is the only thing I wanted to do when I thought about Zoe. It was really weird. It was like one side of me wanted to save her but the corrupt side of me wanted her dead. I hated feeling this conflicted. It wasn't a good feeling.
      As my army and I searched for her everywhere, a gift from the ghost gods came to us. A scream. Not just any scream. It was the scream of Erica. Something had to be wrong. She was my most promising host ghost. She had all of the qualities I was looking for au my demon was looking for. I get his feelings confused with mine.
      If I could change anything that happened that day, this would be the day. Not only will Zoe's life be changed dramatically but mine will be also. It was a scary thing because I knew what was coming. The end. The end was coming near and it was going to either take me au my sister. I might even take us both. Those terrifying thoughts of killing my sister resurfaced and I forgot all of my earlier thoughts. Killing was the only thing on my mind. It was terrible. At the time I thought I was doing the right thing.
      My army and I raced to attack her and kill her. We told the guards to shut the place down. We would be there in seconds. It was going to be the most epic battle of them all. This will decide our fate.
      My demon was leading me to them. He was still inside of me and unfortunately he had overpowered me. He overpowered my thoughts, my soul, and my heart. I was just a body being controlled kwa a ghost. He knew where they would be. I just followed his instructions. 
      The guards had her and Shane with handcuffs. They looked battered and bruised, just how I wanted them. This was going to be an easy fight and I would be able to rid them from their awful lives forever. They wouldn't even have enough spirit left to come back as a ghost. "This is it," I said. "This is the final battle that will be told for centuries!" Lingering ghost gathered around watching the extravaganza. "This is the battle of sister to sister. I shall win and kill today. I mark this day, Death Day. Everyone should remember this."
      "They'll remember this day, all right," murmured Zoe. "They won't remember it as the siku wewe conquered though." With a snap, she broke free of the chains and leaped on the nearest guard. Shane copied her movements and soon they were battling several guards at a time. I sat back and watch. It wasn't anything special. It was just the usual. My sister was trying so desperately to be the hero. She would have to learn that she can't win at everything. 
      'Go save the book,' alisema my demon. I unconsciously eased my way through the battlefield and to the library. His library. The little room with the family history contained the book. His life force. I wasn't rushing au anything. My army would easily overpower my sister and Shane. I just wish that they would keep them alive long enough for me to kill them. 
      I clutched the book protectively in my hands. The brown cover and dhahabu embroidery made it special. 'This book must die in battle.' 
     "What? Why?" I questioned. If the book goes, then so do our lives. 
     'Because I am through with you.' A kisu appeared in my hand and the demon was standing outside of my head wearing a stylish navy blue and black dress shoes. He was the image of success. "It is so excellent being out of that body of yours." He stretched his long slender arms and fingers.
      My hand with the kisu was slowly coming down on the book. I tried with every fiber in my being to stop. I was losing control. "If I stab this book then it kills you," I said. An odd feeling rush through my mind, what if this wasn't his book? His answer only confirmed my fears.
      "Actually it will kill you. That is your book. wewe life history. It holds the secrets to your life. Your sister's book is gone. She will die in battle." He smiled wickedly as the I plunged the kisu in the book. Everything went black. I saw a bright blue light and a deafening cry. Was it mine?