Beware, Beware...The Devil is Free. (CLOSED,R)

Pandora had been waiting. For months after the two thousand year mark of her capture. And whilst she waited, she plotted. Every day Scarlyt visited her, spoke to her calming words that did not help so after three months, they made plans to destroy the crypt. There had to be a way.

It took another month of waiting and screaming to be free when Scarlyt finally realized that Pandora didn't have her Berserker staff and that there was a slot in the crypt that was the perfect shape for it. The reason for this was because the men who had captured were going to release her, put a special collar on her so she couldn't leave and the key for her escape would be the staff. How they knew of it was difficult to understand. The Vampire Queen searched and searched until her gaze fell upon an erratic man, shaking to the core as the veins on his skin bulged out bright red. ''Hold on a little longer, pup! It'll help!'' Scarlyt coaxed with a dark smirk and he listened so foolishly. A few moments after, he let out a pain filled scream and each vein burst, blood poured out of every pore in his body before his head exploded. ''Moron.'' She quipped and went as fast as she could, the staff blazing in her hand making her body sing with power but it did not belong to her, for her own staff rested on her back in the form of a scythe like Pandora's would turn into once she held it.

It did not take long to return but Pandora told Scarlyt to wait a little longer, for she waited for the right time. The time was just at the beginning of a thunderstorm. ''Always were a dramatic one, weren't you sister?'' Scarlyt purred delicately and Pandora chuckled, voice hoarse from screaming and from lack of blood but there was already two people bound and gagged on the floor by the crypt. ''Do not rush this...It is to be perfect, Pan. Settle down. I can hear you rattling.'' She said through gritted teeth as she slid the staff into the slot, the engravings on the crypt turning as red as blood before glowing black and yellow, growing brighter and brighter. ''It's time.''

With those words being muttered by the youngest of the Abhorsen's, Pandora placed her hands onto the crypt lid and felt power surge inside of her, borrowed from Scarlyt and she laughed manically as it began to crack and crumble beneath her hands. She shot up, dust and rubble exploding out before fire erupted as Pandora casted 'Incendio' and thunder rumbled in the sky. All for dramatic effect. Ancient magic filled the air and the twins laughed harder than ever before. 

It all calmed down, Pandora finding herself hungry and her red eyes landed upon the humans that were bound and gagged, a little charred from the fire and Pandora's lips twisted into a dark smile. Before their eyes, she disappeared and ended up behind them, blowing softly at the back of their necks to drink in the delightful smell of their fear. ''Boo...'' She whispered, sinking her teeth into one of them as the other screamed into his gag. She kicked the dead onto the fire that still remained, returning to the other one. ''Bye...bye!'' She laughed manically, blood dripping from her face as she sank her teeth into his neck whilst Scarlyt watched, a grin forming on her lips at her mad sister.

''Ohhh, Sisterrrr I'm freee!'' Pandora cried out in an eerie tone, her eyes blazing a bright red as she turned to face the Vampire queen, her hand held out to see the berserker staff fly into her hand and change into a scythe. ''I hope everyone's fucking prepared.''