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The six Heroes burst through the door into the villain's lair, weapons at the ready. Philip, with his broadsword, shield, and holy magic took point and he shouted forth their challenge. "Come forth you fiend! We have come to stop you!"

click, click, click, went the black high-heeled shoes that Vanessa wore as she strode forth from her inner sanctum. "Hah!" she laughed, "as if you and your pathetic lot could ever hope to defeat me, I am stronger than any of you could ever hope to be. but enough talk! there will be enough time for a monologue later, for now I will appease myself by killing you."

Philip raised his shield, Sarah drew back her arrow, Craig started his magic chant, Paige brought back a knife to throw, and Brenna prepared her axe to charge forward as Vanessa lifted her arms and began channeling her Dark Magic. there was a pulse of darkness, stronger than any of the heroes had ever felt, all of them flinched and grimaced, "Brace Yourselves!" Philip cried, now fearful of how the battle would end.

suddenly the five of them were slammed into from behind by some large mass. Vanessa turned white, and watched in abject horror at the sight of the heroes being slowly swallowed by the darkness now creeping forward. she looked past them to the source, "_Vincent"_ she gasped as her mouth went dry and her throat seized up, making further speech impossible.

She watched as the sixth "hero" walked forward cloaked in black, with seven tendrils of darkness sprouting from his back. Her long lost son gestured with one hand and his five companions, now completely covered in shadows, fell forward onto the stone floor and seemed to melt down through it. "long time no see. I've come to pay my debt to you."

Vanessa finally regained her ability to speak "Vincent! Where have you been all this time?! I've missed y-" she was silenced by his glare, "what debt?" she meekly whispered. Vincent gave a harsh laugh and pushed forward, sending the tendrils surging forward. Vanessa tried in vain to fight back but she was no match for her child. four of the tendrils wrapped around her wrists and ankles lifting her up into the air and stretching her out. of the other three tendrils on sliced into her cheek, one nicked her side, and the last stopped right before entering her eye.

"YOU RUINED ME" Vincent screamed at her. he thrust again and the tendrils slammed her against a pillar, "I plan on returning the favor" he said coldly. when Vanessa looked at him his eyes had gone red and he appeared to be crying, but Vanessa knew from experience that those weren't tears, that was blood, Vincent's eyes had started to bleed leaving trails of blood down his face. he walked closer to stare her in the face, "do you know how hard it is to hide a scar like this? but you won't be able to hide the scars I'm going to leave you with." the three tendrils not holding her still started to flick around, slicing lightly into her body, leaving little tiny cuts all over her body. the pain started small but started to build as more and more cuts appeared. Vincent ensured that none of them were life-threatening, intended to make her suffer.

as the tendrils continued their dance Vincent started to talk again. "you put me through a lot of pain when I was a child, both physical and psychological. my life was hell on earth, and you didn't care. you only cared once I disappeared from your life and started my own." Vanessa finally let loose a scream as she felt the tendrils holding her start to burrow into her skin, avoiding blood vessels in order to not end the torture prematurely. "do you want to know why my control over the darkness is so much stronger than yours?" He whispered in her ear as he caressed her cheek softly, "not long before I ran away, actually this is probably what triggered my flight, you were in a particularly vindictive mood. you gathered some of your power and struck me with it. you had done this many times before, except this time you left a shard of darkness impaled in my heart and my soul. now the human body is resilient, and so I healed, except that the shard was still there, so I healed around it and it was incorporated into my being. you learned your magic, mine is a literal part of me, and every time I cast a spell a part of me dies. do you know how that feels? No? then let me try to show you!"

He twitched and Vanessa Screamed again as the tendrils inside her skin sliced through some of her nerves. Vincent watched in satisfaction as Vanessa screamed for mercy and the tears of pain rolled down her face. every so often as the pain started to ebb her would slice her nerves again slowly mincing them all to paste. meanwhile he continued to cut her skin into confetti, never letting her approach death. soon the embedded tendrils had reached the spine and he started to pull them back, this time shredding the muscles. "eventually the pain will fade. once it has you will never feel anything again." he whispered sweetly to the quivering mass of meat in front of him.

A free tendril forced its way into her mouth and ripped out her tongue and vocal chords. "our time here together is coming to a close, but don't worry, there is still a finale left to go" two other tendrils impaled her eyes and withdrew. "these are the last words you will ever hear. I am going to imprison you inside your own head, no way to sense or communicate with the outside world. I'm going to leave you here for the others to find, my magic is already removing any trace of me from their minds. I know Phillip, it will be impossible for him to undo the damage but he won't be willing to give on even you, so he's going to keep you alive until he dies, which will be a very long time from now. and I'm going to let you spend that time alone, isolated in the nothingness inside your head, always wondering when the end will come. as for me I was dead since a few minutes ago, this is all borrowed time. I will finish my work and then the darkness will reclaim its own and I will fade into nothing. so good- bye , Mother."

tendrils came along and neatly sliced off her ears. still others collected up the blood, both his own, and his mother's, and with the blood Vincent began to paint. just as he finished, his strength failed him and he fell to his knees. he lifted his arms and the five heroes surfaced from the floor like dead bodies floating to the top of a lake. he fell forward and became dust, carried away on the wind.

then Philip woke up. he rose slowly to his feet, feeling weak and violated. he glanced over at the villain he had dedicated his life to defeating and froze, painted in blood above her on a wall were the words:

I carried the burdens of her sins,

now we have both paid the price