After dinner, Olivia sat in her dorm room, thinking about the past events. So much had happened during the past few hours. She looked at the book with determination. She decided she was going to face her fears. She opened the book.“Olivia! Speak to me,” She heard the hissing sound. It was Lilith.“What do you want?” Olivia asked.“I want to hunt down the witch hunter’s great great-grandchildren. Help me get my revenge.” She said.“Lilith you can reach out to me as much as you want but it’s up to me if I respond or not. I won’t be a part of your sick revenge spree on the generations of a wrong doer. You have wronged me. I am out of my house because of you,” Olivia said.“You! silly girl! Revenge is good; it brings justice. Don’t you dare say this to me. I have waited too long. You owe me the...,” Lilith shouted like a mad woman.Olivia shut the book closed. The sound became muffled and then stopped.“I owe you nothing,” Olivia murmured.She had made a mistake. Her curiosity had led he
Horror overcame Sam’s face as he got off his kness and ran to his uncle." Uncle Chris ? ” Sam began to sob as he pressed his index and middle finger undeneath his throat.His heart pumped spiratically as he only flt a faint pulse go through the sheriff’s neck." Come on, Uncle Chris. Stay with me . ”Leave him be, Spi Boy.The unsavory voice returned to guide him." Stop it. Stay the hell out of my head” The young voodooist yelled as he squeezed his head while gritiing his teeth and pressing his eye lids together .You can either wimper away like a spineless bitch or you can take the fight to your blasian auntie and stomp her from feeding the souls of my city to that cocky ass Cypress." My uncle is dying , Asshole. Can’t you see that ? ”You dont know who your talking to so ill let that comment slide. But dont worry, youll find out soon enough. As for your uncle, do you think he’d want you to let your precious friends be killed while you lay here crying? Especially that curly haired
A new, unfortunate case in Maine proved to be a timely distraction for Olivia’s thoughts about her eternal battles with the old witch. Reports of people being murdered in bizarre ways had reached the Agency and it was almost certain that supernatural was involved. Olivia was chosen to be on the case and on the following day, she was scheduled to meet William for the instructions.“How are you getting on?” William asked casually.“Well, let’s see… An evil witch has been haunting my dreams and now I often seem to be lost in thoughts and blanking out,” Olivia replied.“Olivia, I have been told about that and I must tell you; only ‘you’ can beat Lilith. No one else can help you with this,” William said.“I know and I am doing everything I can,” she replied.“Perhaps you are tired. Have you been taking rest properly?” he asked.“Eating properly, check! Full health regime, check! Concentration exercises, check and Fitness training, check! Am I missing anything?” Olivia asked.“Then you will
After dinner, the three of them left the house and began walking in the direction of the high street. Jill had suggested that it would be better to look for clues in a saturated place like this. Few blocks away, they saw a huge gathering in front of a house where a party was in full swing. They decided to sneaks in and crash the party where a huge group of children were celebrating Halloween.Pretending to be average kids going trick-or-treating, Olivia and her friends entered the house. The plan was to get to know the local people and find a lead on crypt keeper. The three of them broke away from each other and started to mix with groups of kids. Olivia felt a bit out of place so she stepped out in the front yard for some fresh air. Anyway, she had scanned most of the faces and they seemed to be innocent school kids. The biggest crime anyone of them was committing right now was probably being here when they should be home studying or babysitting their siblings. She stood in fresh air
Falling to his knees after his victory over Felicia, Sam's symbol began to fade away. " Samuel " Benjermin shouted now free from his bindings. " I did it. I stopped her. " Sam said as his grandfather help him stand up. " Sammy." Onika called out as she and the other voodooist arrived in the mansion. The young priestess wrapped her arms around Sam, tightly engulfing him in her grip. " You huys are back to normal ? " Sam asked. " Yeah, Man. When you killed Stone, the hex she had on us broke. " Nelson explained. " Good ting too. " Ricky said. " Otherwise, everyone in New Orleans would be dead right now. " " And to think we would have caused it. " Helena uttered." Stone got to all of us. " Binge comforted her. " Let's just be glad Sam finished her off. "" Actually, I didn't . " Sam clarified . " I sisnt kill Stone. I banished her to limbo. " " By yourself ? " Onika said. " That spell usually takes a whole tribe to pull that off. " Said his cousin. Onika noticed the discarded
Onika's eyes watered as she blushed heavily. " Onika Mahogany DuBois , will you marry me ? " Tears flowed from her eyes as she replied; " Yes." Sam picked her up and the two shared a passionate kiss. The newly engaged voodooist slid the ring on Onika's finger. " This ring . " Onika said. " It belonged to my mom. Turns out the dress wasn't the only thing that was left behind. " " I can't wait to wear both. " The two kissed once more beforte they were joined by an old friend. " Mumbi. " Sam smiled as the spirit licked his face. " Guess I wasn't the only one who wanted to see you off. " Sam conjured his voodooist attire right before pulling out a hand full of beads. " Make sure you behave yourself, Spi boy. " Onika sassed him. " Don't let me here anything about you messing around with those female agents. " " Yes , maa'm . " Sam channeled his magic through his beads and chanted; " Nipeleke Parabola. “ Sam tossed the beads to create a portal, leading to his new adventure.
In the middle of The Muses Emporium, the Music Demon appeared from the middle of an ethereal portal and took to the round raised podium. He was surrounded by a pale blue aura that reflected his calm and composed disposition. Being able to take on many appearances, today he presented himself to the audience in the form of a young, appropriately attired, charismatic performer – well suited to be a member of a boyband. His outfit was adorned with moon dust and his shoulder length locks swayed wildly in all directions as he moved his head.He read his audience carefully; folklore of all kinds. Upon focusing deeply, he was able to see their auras. He didn’t like what he saw. Most of them were emitting a black or red aura that reflected stress, anger, frustration and darkness of their cores. He was not disappointed however. He had firm faith in his music. He would heal them all with the power of his tunes, he was sure of that.His name was Paulo. Once the dark demon of music, now he was a h
It was just an ordinary day at The Broth. Maxine was about to step out when Bulk stopped her near the exit.“We have a problem boss,” he said with a mild hint of irritation.“Spit it out Bulk,” the enchantress replied.“Those two in the corner,” he said, pointing towards a pair of golems sitting quietly in a corner.“Don’t look familiar; haven’t seen them before,” she said eyeing them cautiously.The two of them sat opposite to each other. Their expressionless faces plastered in what looked like semi-dried clay. One of them looked a little paler and lighter than his companion, who was brick red in colour. Obviously he is younger than the other one, Maxine thought. She knew that golems changed colour as they grew older. The oldest one she had seen years ago was bright red in colour.A moment later, the older one of the golems shot a quick glance to where Maxine and Hulk were standing. His red shot eyes briefly gave a hint of recognition as his gaze moved from Maxine to Bulk and then he