I gazed at Margarita as she battled to live. She knew she was going to die. Her time was up! And for all the innocent lives she has taken in the past, she was going to pay for them.

She looked weak and helpless. The funny part remained that she was my Aunt....but, a wicked one! And there is no mercy for the wicked.

For killing my mother and people that matter a lot in my life, she will pay dearly.

She was breathing heavily. I could hear her mumbling some words although, I had no idea what she was saying. Perhaps, she could be trying to summon her power....