“No, it’s not like that,” Loki said. “I don’t want to be a vampire hunter anymore. I want to be with you.”
“I’m sorry but I will have to sleep forever now,” she said. “It’s the only way you, the town and its people, will live, and ease my pain.”
Snow White lifted the potion up, ready to drink it.
With a sudden surge of power, Loki jumped the steps, trying to pull the potion away. Instinctually, Snow White scratched her fingernails across the left side of Loki’s neck. It was a deep scratch, and he bled instantly. He still didn’t care. He grabbed Snow White by her shoulders as she screamed and flashed her fangs at him. She was cold as ice. Loki didn’t know if he could hold her any longer. She was like an angry child who needed a big dose of tough love to calm her down.
Snow White snapped and sent Loki flying through the air like she had with Big Bad. Loki soared high into the air, lucky to grab the diamond chandelier before he dropped two floors and crashed onto the furniture below.
“Loki in the sky with diamonds,” he mumbled to himself as he swung like a monkey from a tree.
“Leave me alone, Loki,” Snow White used her powers and swung the chandelier harder. Loki lost his grip and fell onto the couch with the boy and his girlfriend.
“She’s mad,” the girl held Loki by his shirt, shaking him out of panic. “She will kill us all.”
“Seriously,” Loki grinned at her boyfriend. “When are you going to get a grip on your girlfriend?”
Loki stepped off the couch, walking back wanting another go at Snow White. He flashed his Alicorn at her, saying, ‘Ora Pedora.’
The Alicorn’s snake spiraled in the air as he was about to whip it at Snow White. “You know I like you and all,” Loki said to Snow White. “But I think you need a little spanking.”
Snow White snarled at him and pulled her potion closer. With a crack of the whip, the snake curled up in the air, and pulled the potion from Snow White. Snow White dropped the potion.
Snow White glided through the air and tried to grasp the potion, but the snake caught up to her, grabbed it with its mouth and clamped down on it, careful not to break the bottle. Snow White couldn’t take it back. She became so enraged and screamed in such a high-pitched voice that windows crashed down from their frames.
“Gotcha!” Loki said with a big smile on his face.
Snow White spread her hands again, using her powers. Loki found himself losing his Alicorn to her invisible power, which caused another cut on his hand.
“You know this love-hate relationship isn’t going to work, right?” Loki said.
“I’m going to kill you,” she said, darkness filling her eyes. Her reaction scared Loki this time, but he decided to fight her—and for her—until the end. He didn’t hold her strong enough and she slipped through his hands. This time he wasn’t going to let go of her. He gathered himself again and ran up the stairs one more time. Loki did it fast, without thinking, and ended up grabbing her again. He slapped her hard on the face. It was out of fear. He was hoping she’d turn back to the normal girl he loved. As her head recoiled he saw the marks his fingers left on her pale cheek. “I’m sorry,” he mumbled.
Tangled and struggling together, it was obvious that only one of them was going to live. Either the princess was going to kill him and feed on him or he’d stake her and put her to sleep again. But Loki didn’t want to stake her. He wanted to find a solution. He wanted a cure for her curse. The cure Carmilla dared him to find.
They both rolled down the stairs, Loki refusing to give up on her. He didn’t know what he was going to do. It was like hanging onto a tiger who was about to slash him into pieces.
Finally, they hit the floor, Snow White landing on top of Loki.
She craned her head up, ready to sink her teeth into his neck. With all his might, Loki rolled her over. He was on top again. Even then, he knew he only had a fraction of a second before she used her powers and rolled him back again and killed him. She was angrier than he’d ever seen her. She wasn’t in control of herself, and the whale was about to sink the island.
Loki felt electricity shoot through his body. It was a shocking chill running through his veins.
On impulse, he pushed her head back to the floor and forced his lips onto her hers and kissed her.
Time stopped.
Amazingly, Loki felt her body ease and soften. It even got warmer, miraculously buzzing back to life. Loki pressed his lips harder against hers, his eyes closed. He felt like she was sucking his life energy out of him. He didn’t mind, even if he’d be a hundred years older when he opened his eyes again—as long as they grew old together, he was fine with it.
It was an enchanting feeling, very different from kissing Pippi Luvbug. Every breath Snow White took was Loki’s now. Who’d have thought that the boy who didn’t believe in a true love’s kiss would find the cure in a true love’s kiss?