35.
The
Warlock approached the Dean at the Uni yard. He looked at the menhirs and
smiled. The hours were drawing closer, and all was ready.
“Warlock,
what has happened?” The Dean saw the injury at the left leg.
“Werewolves.”
The Warlock replied.
“I
did not know that there were any.” The Dean said. “If there were ……”
“Round up the members to
protect the site. I do want any more surprises.” The Warlock then sae the
arrival of members of the Theology Society led by the Lady Alice Burnett and
legal adviser Lydia Poem. He approached the two ladies.
“How may I ……” The Warlock
was cut off by Lady Burnett.
“We are here to stop this ……
worshipping act.” Lady Burnett stared at the Inspector. “We will not be
intimidated.”
Without a word, the
Inspector grabbed the lady by the neck and pulled her upwards. She struggled in
the grip but the Inspector was holding on. The lady gasped for breath and then
went still. The Inspector tossed her to the side, and faced the legal representative.
“Leave now!’
“He killed her!” The legal
representative screamed out. “The Inspector killed the Lady Burnett.”
From the side of the
buildings there, more ladies appeared and walked towards the Inspector.
“You are warned!” The
Inspector called out while the ladies gathered behind the legal representative.
“I will have all of you arrested.”
“Murderer!” The ladies
chanted. “Murderer!”
It was then the Dean saw
another group approaching the Menhirs. It was a group of ten men and eight
women led by Howard the tavern keeper.
“Stop there!” The Dean
shouted, but the group kept on approaching. He then snapped out the spell to
stop them.
“Go povikuvam ognot na
Hefest. Zapali go suštestvoto pred mene.” (I call on the fire of Hephaestus.
Burn the creature before me.” The Dean himself a witch spoke of the spell of
yellow fire, and the flame appeared in a narrow circle, and then the flames flared
out as streaks of flame that lashed out like a fiery whip at the group.
“He reveals himself!” Howard
called out. “We shall do the same.”
The newly arrived group
roared out in unison, and then their appearance changed. They shed their
humanity look to that of the werewolves. With their new identity, the group of
werewolves rushed forth on their four limbs, with the fangs revealed.
“Oh, God! They are …….” One
of the witch apprentices was brought down by a werewolf before the other could
react. The apprentice was set on by two others, while the others charged at the
other Warlock’s group. Carly the Mortician
“I do not fear you.” The
Warlock turned to face the attacking werewolves.
“How did they change ……” The
Dean and Carly the mortician stood by the Warlock side.
“This pack knew of the spell
that allowed them to change by will, and not by moonlight alone. They are not
as strong, without the moonlight but still deadly.” The Warlock said. “Strike
at them.”
The Warlock called on the
shield to protect him and the Dean.
“Do not leave me out!” Carly
called out and the werewolf dragged him down. He seen dragged to the rear and
set on by two other werewolves.
“Run!” The others were
apprentices or junior witches stood no chance on the werewolves.
“Run, ladies. They are
animals.” Lydia Poem the legal representative called out. She had then pulled
out a revolver from her handbag, and fired at the werewolves. The shot impacted
on the werewolf at the head, and it went down onto the ground.
That shot directed the other
werewolves to attack the ladies.
“Argh……” A lady screamed in
pain when the werewolf bit into the left thigh. Suddenly the roar of the wolf’s
leader was called, and the werewolves withdrew to surround the Menhirs.
Eighteen werewolves faced
the Warlock and the Dean. One was dead from bullet wound in the head. The
leader of the pack, the Alpha stepped to the fore. The wolf was huge and its
fangs seen, stood there.
“You cannot speak like yourself
now, Howard.” The Warlock looked at the wolf. “But I know of your needs. And
whom you are now. I knew of your scent for a long time, it was faint and I was
unsure. I thought you may have an appetite for wolf meat ……. Or dogs. I never
ate your pies. I kept my distance from your true self; it was always Howard the
tavern keeper I spoke to.”
“Owoo …… I am surprised that you grew a pack here, and
drew yourself to be here today.” The Warlock smiled. “I wondered how Martha
must have felt.”
The Alpha growled at the
Warlock.
“The lunar event could not
be missed by you.” The Warlock smiled. “Are you game for a battle with me? I do
not think you could win. Yes, you hold the numbers but I have the spells to
terminate all of you.”
“Not necessary.” The Wiccan
approached form the rear of the wolves. She was with her coven, Brown, Stefan,
and Marcos.
“I could aid them to remove
you.” The Wiccan smiled while she stood to the rear of the wolves. The pack of
wolf’s parted the passage for her to face the Warlock.
“The Alpha does not know me,
and nor do I need to know him. We are all here to get the power of pinnacle.
Only the fittest will survive.” The Wiccan smiled/ “And in this battle, we will
be the fittest to remove all others till we stand alone.”
“I am impressed, Wiccan. You
have ……” The Warlock looked to the high noon sun. The clouds were seen parting
there on the sky. “An hour or less perhaps……. More than enough time to remove
you.”
“You are short of the quorum
of five, Warlock.” The Wiccan smiled. “I, however have the number.”
“Four is my count, Wiccan.”
The Warlock smiled.
“You forgot your daughter,
William.” The Wiccan smiled. It was then Elizabeth arrived with Lilith. Dolores was also there with Mary Annabelle. “She
is my …… No, she is not the fifth. Lilith will stand for the fifth.”
“Why did you bring
Elizabeth?” The Warlock was surprised. “She is not a witch.”
“Never will be, but she can
view your death today.” The Wiccan looked at Elizabeth who was holding onto the
amulet at her chest. “Today, you will be cured of the pain in you. You will not
have the oppressive behaviour that inside of you. Once I acquired the power of
pinnacle, I will cure you. But before that cure, you will need to cleanse your
mind of William Katt.”
“For your mother’s soul to
rest forever.” The Wiccan sighed.
“I ……” Elizabeth was stunned
to said anything. “I am ……”
“Your tendency to anger, and
the desire to kill, and inflict sufferings are not of yours, but of your
mother’s soul inside you. She died with her good side of the soul, but her bad
soul lingered inside of you. That is why till today, you wake up and your first
thoughts were of her. She remained a curse in you because of your father. He
knew it too, and all this time, he wanted to help you but like me, we are
powerless to do so, till we can hold the power of pinnacle.”
“Consider it like an
exorcism towards you.” The Wiccan turned to look at Elizabeth. “Your aunt
through the works of hers at the Theology Society will work for you, but it was
not the approach. You needed a witch remedy to remove the curse.”
“Stop it, Agathe. You caused
it all. You cast the spell upon her to spite me and Katheleen. You did not want
us to be together but your curse was to be on our daughter.” The Warlock
shouted. “Katheleen told me, and she was no witch. She died trying to protect
our child. I took on the care when I knew Katheleen had died. I could not do
much to help then; I was powerless and for her sake. I kept my distance while
watching her grow to adulthood. It pained me to see how she covered her inner
self, but I had to bide my time to cure her. She left town soon after, and in
my pain, I had to stay on. The coming lunar event is a rare one form the
others.”
“I was glad when she did
return, and I offered her my aids. She knew who I was but was convinced to let
me be there……. As a protector.”
“Sentiments, William. I must
admit your relationship with Katheleen was …… not sanctioned by me. She rebels
on being a witch but got herself onto one. I was furious and ……. Cursed her. I
regretted it but it was too late. I sought out Elizabeth and tried to cure her.
Eventually, I got her back here, for this event today.”
“Hey, William …… Agathe…… do
not speak as if I am your …… object to roll around.” Elizabeth heard it all/ “I
know I am ……. Cursed. Cursed from leading a normal life. I am the daughter of
witches…… I never felt at ease since young.” Elizabeth stepped up towards the
Wiccan. “I was …… given the opportunity to be good. My aunt gave me anchor to
God. I was never to be anchored. I confess my sins to William, and like me, he
was a free spirit. He did not want to be in his father’s shadow, and wanted to
be free.”
“We were in some ways, but
the ……. Our relationship…… we were to elope, but the curse took its path for
me. He was killed by the monster, and I was left alone. Do you know my
loneliness led to my nightmares? God could be help me. I had to seek my own salvation.”
Elizabeth looked at William. “When the opportunity to leave town, be it so to
be together the only other surviving Frankenstein, I took the ……. Path.”
“Mary, my daughter was never
meant to be. I left her with the father, and returned here. Not for only myself
but to be near William. I had been to his grave some days, but not anymore.”
Elizabeth tears rolled down her cheeks. “I took my anger……. My pains on others.
I am imprisoned the man to torture; I befriended a demon to carry out my anger.
I am a monster myself.”
“No, you are not.” The voice
was from Victor Frankenstein.
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