Chapter 4: What Must Be Done

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She crashed into a bog at the wood's edge, moss ridden mud sucking at her skin. Well Mialtros thought it might have been, bogs usually clang to everything. Honestly, it was hard to say what anything felt like when you were floating outside your body. She'd be a lot more concerned and freaked out except…her translucent body seemed to have left her emotions behind when…whatever happened to her tore her…whatever she was now out of her. She pushed her…er…Mewl's shoulder frantically. Her hand phased through her body, jiggling the lily pad behind her. 'Mewl! Mewl wake up! What did you do to me!?' Pink eyes rolled to look at her. “What does it look like. I'm borrowing your body." Of course. That made sense. If sense were sand coated hogs in a parade! 'I'd appreciate it in the future if you didn't just take my body without telling me.' Mialtros watched as her body twitched mindlessly, clambering up the hill towards Mom who was tending to Grandma. “Consider it retribution for earlier. Besides, there's no time for niceties if we're going to save your oh so precious family." Did this thing have to have a smart remark for everything? 'Not doing an awful lot of saving to me.' Mewl tripped over a rock, rolling its eyes before dragging Mialtros's body through the mud with her hands. “Whose fault is that exactly? Arghg, fool girl! I told you to hold still! Why must human bodies come equipped with only two fields of vision!?" This was ridiculous. Dad needed help faster than Mewl could bring. Grabbing at a rock, she heaved the thing at the starry skin near Dad's feet. It plinked off the metal plating under the hound's skin. It roared and jumped down at it. Crushing the rock between its front fangs. Grabbing lily pads, Mialtros chucked those too. Smacking the one biting Dad in the shoulder. He tossed it off him as it turned to snap. It landed on the other hound. Both tore into the vegetation, snarling and fighting with each other. Mialtros yelled at the starry skins, punching at their bodies, as Mewl finally wobbled close enough to help Mom pull Grandma free of the hole she'd fallen into. 'Come on ya brutes! Keep chowing down! You'll kill each other before we'll even have to do anything.' Dad kicked at the starry skins with both feet as they latched onto the last lily pad, catching their sides. Mialtros latched onto their backs. Top heavy, they tumbled down the hill past Mewl-Mialtros's body; claws raking dirt and grass. Dad ran after them. Kicking at their faces, phasing right though hers, 'til the hounds landed in the bog, surging water up the banks. Mewl pointed to Mom and Grandma as she walked towards the bog. The red haired woman had lifted the elder into her arms. Grandma was clutching at her arm moaning. “Assist them. I will deal with the beasts." Dad grabbed at Mewl's coverall strap, dragging her towards the other women. “Not a chance young lady. We're gonna help your Ma and Grandma get up this hill and get the h**l out of here. We're gonna need more people to deal with these things!" Mialtros nodded. Trying desperately to shove the hounds back underwater as they thrashed about. 'Mewl please listen to him. We don't have to fight right now.' Mewl looked right at her. Then he looked at Dad again. Mialtros watched as her body's hands took Dad by the front of his shirt and threw him down the hill into Mom and Grandma. She flew towards them, trying to help them up. 'What are you doing!? The hounds are this way! You lose control of your arms again or something!?' Mewl clapped his hands together three times. Pink energy crackled from his fingers, flattening a circle of grass and mud around her. Extending his hands, guiding the energy in strange patterns, Mewl began walking towards Mialtros and her family. “For your crimes against reality, I Mewl, God of Creation, in the name of Arnsal hereby condemn you!" Fancy talking, and pretty cool uh magic, for sure but still! Mialtros planted herself in Mewl's path. 'You ain't going no further unless you help me get my family out of here Mewl!' Viscous jelly began formed between Mew's palms, globs of glittering pink sloshing to the ground. “That's alright. I don't need to move for what need to be done." Was Mewl going to kill the hounds with the jelly? Water spouted behind them, showering everyone in tacky moss, slippery minnows, and pink goo. A writhing mass, larger than the hut hovered in the air. It moved slowly, strung along by tendrils of energy. Inside the hounds clawed desperately, their bodies contorting in agony. Mialtros smiled, clapping Mewl on the shoulder. 'Looks like I underestimated you! I'll grab my family and-' The mass collapsed. Miring her family headfirst in the uninhabited part of the goop. Mialtros moved towards them. 'Stop it Mewl! People can't breathe in goo like you might be able to!' Mewl grabbed her see-through shoulders and slammed them back into the grass, pinning her to the earth. Her body than sat atop her stomach, hands slowly clenching. “I am well aware of the limitations of the human body. I, however, will not stop." She thrashed against herself. She was going to kill him. No, death was too easy. First she was going to get her body back, and then she was going to douse the cat in bog water 'til his shiny fur was all sticky. 'What do you mean you're not going to stop!? The hounds are trapped! There ain't a need to drag everything down with them!' Mewl looked beyond to the mass. Its frame was collapsing. The dirt, mud, and grass underneath eaten away as it shrunk. The hounds were crumbling too. Skin melting from bone. Bones and metal eroding. Her family was screaming. Pushing out against the goo as hard as they could. “It is our duty to protect the balance of reality Mialtros. These creatures upend natural law. Take what should be renewed for their vile purposes. Your family has seen them. Has seen us work our powers. Likewise do these actions circumvent natural law. For this, I must condemn them too." Mialtros strained against her restraints, digging her fingers into her body's spine. 'Killing people breaks natural law! Mewl please! They won't tell anyone!' Mewl clenched his palms tighter, gritting his teeth. “That is no guarantee! Favor cannot be given even to those you love! Reality weighs more than the souls of a few!" Mialtros's lunged her legs up, kicking Mewl in the head. He fell, slamming into the sod. Mialtros tore at her restraints, reaching for Dad's hand, vision growing blurry. Mewl's voice was soft. His eyes closed. “I am sorry…for that which I must do." His palms crunched. The jelly crushed too.
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