Heat flustered the pleasant vibes that filled the air as the two cousin’s stood ready to attack.
“I’ve been practicing voodoo for years.” Nelson said. You don’t stand a chance.”
“Try me, Jerk.”
“Both of you, stop” Onika yelled.
“Swahli: Forge a shell of pure energy” Nelson chanted.
A massive dome conjured within the flames, trapping Sam and Nelson inside.
“There, the priestess can’t save you now.” Nelson smirked.
“Bring it on” Sam replied.
“Swahli: I summon a cascade of skulls.”
Several black spots farmed in the air as green flaming skills rocketed toward Sam. Sam clapped his hands together and began his own chant:
“Swahli: Generating spiraling blades of iron.”
A gust of silver wind formed around Sam as multiple blades generated out of thin air, slashing against the skulls as they connected.
“You’re not the only one who’s been studying voodoo in secret.”
“Let’s see what you got.” Nelson said as he folded his hands against each other.
Out of his palms came a silver and brown wooden staff laced with green glowing scripture on it.
Nelson spun the staff rapidly as he charged at his cousin.
Fury pumped through his body as Nelson swing his weapon at Sam whom narrowly dodge every strike.
Sam grabbed the staff and kicked Nelson in his chest, knocking him to the ground.
Nelson rolled backwards before standing to his feet.
Sam rushed toward his cousin, ready to strike before Nelson charted his next spell.
“ Badilika kuwa kifaru cha kutisha, ”
The staff leaped from Sam’s hands and shifted into a brown and silver rhino.
“Holy crap”
The rhino rushed toward Sam with no sigh of stopping.
“ Roho za voodoo, hutupa kiumbe hiki kwenye vumbi, "
Sam throw his palms facing the rhino and purple spell board circles hovered from each on.
When the furious beast made contact with his body, it dispersed into brown dust and clouded Sam’s sight.
Nelson used the opportunity to jump in the air at land a kick on his cousin. But Sam lifted his arms to shield the attack.
Sam grabbed Nelson’s leg and pinned him down.
“Give up?” Sam asked.
“Like you gotta ask.”
Nelson freed himself from Sam’s grip and gained a few feet from him.
“Boys” Onika said shaking her head.
The two cousins ran toward each other to finish their tussle when suddenly, the sky around them began to get darker.
“Oh boy” Onika uttered.
Before Sam and Nelson could finish their fight, a bolt of lightning shot down the force field and knocked the two cousins on their backs.
Both of them lifted their heads of the ground to see a dark skinned large, older man in a white cloak and white dread locks appear before than holding a long staff with a diamond shaped crystal on top.
“Is this any way to welcome your cousin, Nelson?” the elder man said.
“No Sir.” The voodoo king. But more importantly, your grandfather.”
The budding voodooist took to his feet as the astonishment of this stranger’s relationship to him sunk in.
“Grandpa,” Nelson uttered we were just…”
“Save your lies, Boy.” Benjermin said. “I’ll deal with you later.”
“You’re my dad’s old man?”
“That’s correct.” I doubt that your father spoke highly of me.”
“Just that you left him and grandma Mell when he was ten.”
Benjermin slumped over and kneeled toward Sam.
“I was a different man when I walked out on your father. A coward, A bustard. “A voodooist.” Sam added.
" That’s why you left. My dad was born without the connection to the vodon.”
“Is that what Christopher told you?”
Sam nodded.
“There’s more to the story but that played a crucial part.” Benjermin explained as he helped Sam stand up. “Emily and I were growing apart. She was not a voodooist and was unable to birth children after your father was born.
Eventually, I met nelson’s grandmother, Alicia. She was a voodooist and unlike your grandma, was open to explore the vodon.”
“So your justifying leaving my dad and my grandma?” Sam asked.
“Watch it, Spi boy.” Nelson tightened his fist.
“That’s enough, Nelson.” Benjermin shouted before returning his attention back to Sam.
“I tried to mend things with your father. But the damage was already done. He wanted nothing to do with me or the vodon.”
“That’s not true.” Sam added. The other night, my dad visited me in my dreams to tell me to embrace the vodon.”
“That’s why you came to see your mother?” Onika asked.
“What?” Benjermin’s eyes shot open. You saw you mother in the condition she’s in?”
“It was the only way I could find this.”
Sam pulled out the gold pocket watch and dangled it infront of his grandfather.
Benjermin used his staff and swung at the watch, smashing it quickly.
“Whatcha do that for?”
“LaToya, you may have just doomed us all.”
Back in New Orleans Stevie and House Park outside the town hall.
“Thought you wanted to stay clear of your old man.” House said. “I wanted to but for some reason, I’m compelled to Shirley’s idea. I gotta see it through.”
“Likewise. That woman always makes me say “Yes to everything.”
The two continued to converse as Stevie bumped into a young, Italian man in a police officer uniform.
“Sorry, officer.” Stevie suffered.
“It’s cool, Man.” The officer said. “It’s my fault.”
“Fancy seeing you here, Officer…” House hesitated.
“Wayne, Terrance Wayne.”
“You’re the rookie that used the police sirens to cut folks at the donut shop last week. Sheriff McKnight was pissed.”
“I missed breakfast that day.” Officer Wayne joked.
Besides, I’ve been paying the price with extra paper work all week.”
“Speaking of which,” officer stone walked up to him carrying a stack of papers.” You’re still on the cloak.”
Officer Stone gave him the heavy load of paper.
“All that for a few donuts?” Stevie said.
“It was during a sting operation.” Officer Wayne said “Half the police force were out and all units had to show up a sap.”
“Your luck we were able to stop the raid before it got out of hand.” Officer Stone said.” I suggest you get to work.”
“Yes, Mam.”
Officer Wayne left the room as officer stone turned her attention to house and Stevie.
“Unfortunately, we haven’t found the cause of the incident, Sir.”
“Why isn’t the Sherieff telling me this?” House asked.
“Sherieff McKnight is following a lead outside the city and brought his nephew for the rock.”
“Sam’s with him?” Stevie asked. “Why?”
“I’m not sure. But I think it has something to do with his mother.”
House felt a deep whole in his stomach.
“LaToya?” House asked.” The boy should stay far away from her.”
“I’m sure the Sherieff has it uncontrolled.” Office stone said.” It you excuse me, I should be going.”
The officer left city hall as house hunched over.
“Boss, what’s wrong?” Stevie asked.
“That boy’s mother isn’t well.” House answered.” If he’s with her….”
“Mr. Brickly.” The mayor walked in. “My assistant told me you wanted to speak.”
“Not him, Me.” Stevie reluctantly called out to him.
“Steven. This is unexpected.”
“Yeah can we talk privately?”
“Of course, Son.”
Stevie and his father walked into his office, carrying the tray of desserts with him as House followed.
As house closed the door, an mysterious figure with bees floating around it stood watching as the office workers remained unawake of its presence.
“Excellent” the shadowy figure smirked.
Meanwhile, Sam and the others put Ramon to rest as they discuss their next step.“My spell will cause Ramon to stay a sleep for 30 more minutes.” Onika said. “When he wakes up, he won’t remember a thing.”“What’s the plan to stop whatever is killing people from doing it again?” Sam said.“I’d thought it be obvious Sammy. You’ll need to train to claim the throne of voodon.”“Wait just a minute. I know this is an ancient tradition, and all but you’re not getting my nephew killed, young lady.”“If Sam doesn’t join the coven, he’s as good as dead along with the rest of us.”“Why does it have to be me again?”“You’re a descendent from both the Ethol and Sting tribe. Your blood is the only kind that could banish Cypress if he’s freed.”“This is why I forbid Sam from using voodoo.” Chris said as he banged his fist on the wall.“That still doesn’t make sense of why I was able to use voodoo on my mom.” Sam said. “Usally, a voodooist has to eat the thrane of voodon.”“Wait just a minute. I know
During Stevie’s visit to his estranged father, Sam learns the terrifying conduction between him and the golden watch now reduced to pieces.“What’s the story with that watch?” Sam asked.“That watch once belonged to your other grandfather, Donald Styng.”“The serial killer Voodooist?”“Yes,” Benjermin said. “That watch was enchanted by cypress to act as a talisman for the final battle of the thrown.”“What thrown?”“The thrown of the voodoo king.” Nelson answered.“Every four centuries, the thrown of the voodon shifts out of balance with the mortal plane.”“You ever heard of Parabola?” Onika said, to Sam.“Yeah,” Sam replied. “Some made up paradise for Halloween characters. My uncle used to tell me it was just a myth.”“The myth is real Samuel.” Benjermin said.” Parabola is a separate dimmers on home for folklore.”“Folklore?”“It’s a general term for supernatural creatures including spell casters.” Onika added.“Parabola was forged to contain the most lethal supernatural entities so
News of his mother’s escape made Sam's stomach turn on its side." How did my mom brake out? "“I don’t know but I plan to find out.”“I’m coming with you.”“Like hell you are.”“Uncle Chris, come on. You’re too much in a bad shape to go on your own.”“Actually, I can help with that.” Onika said. ” Ondoa majeraha kwenye mwili wake, "Chris’s body become coated with pink spiritual constructs healing his body in seconds.“You got to teach me how to do that.” Sam smiled at her.Can’t believe I’m saving this but your right. Chris said. I believe its time you and your coven teach Sam how to properly use voodoo.”“Seriously?”This attack proves that more and more threats will come after you. As much as I hate to admit it, I can’t protect you from everything.”“I can take Sam to the coven to properly train for the next threat.” Onika added. If you like, I can teleport you to the ward, sheriff.”“I usually feel uneasy with those type of spells but in this case, I’ll make an exception.”“Rig
Excitement pumped through Sam’s body as the dreadlocked voodooist embraced his new look.“You will be given five trials to ensure that you are worthy of being on with our tribe.” Benjermin said.“Wait, I thought I already joined you guys. Sam asked.Allow me to rephrase that. Yes, you’re been accepted to our tribe but these trials will test you to see of your worthy of being our champion and defeating cypress’s voodooist.”“We’ve face threats by cypress before like were panther who attacked your uncle. Onika added. But since we’ve never been able to find out who this rogue voodooist is, we need to make sure everyone in our tribe can face them.Since you’re the Spi boy, that means you have to be on pare the most.” Nelson added.“Guess I’ll be doing your first trial.” One of the mask voodooist with long dread locks cutting off at his shoulders walks up and removes his mask. My name is Bernard Moonhouse but most of the tribe call me Beinge.”“Nice to meet you Beinge.” Sam replied.“Being
“Voodoo isn’t real!”Sam Ethol, a 16 year old high school student said to his best friend, Stevie Lacriox as the two sat outside the Chow Pow, a popular dinner in New Orleans, LA.“Come on Sammy. Are you really gonna sit here and tell me you don’t believe in magic?” Stevie Chuckled as he drank his 802 glass of sweet tea.“That’s what, I’m telling you, Stevie.” Sam replied him.As the two teenagers discussed their beliefs in the supernatural world, a largeover weight man with dark skin and a bald head came toward them with a bus boy tub and dropped it on the table between them.“Alright, break times over.” He said uninterested.“Come on house, we still got ten minutes left.” Sam complained.“Yeah, I know. But we got a huge rush cause of Mardi Gras. We ain’t got time to diddle dally. Now get going.”House said. “Oh well.” Stevie complained also. “Another day, another quarter.”“Watch it, Croix. Just because your daddy is in office doesn’t mean you can bad mouth how I pay my he
The burning symbol in his head scared Sam to set off in a cycle of slack.“Sammy ” Shirley called out to him“Yeah, Boss?”“Stay with us. I know this is all horrifying but we need to keep our calm until the police get here.”“What are we going to tell the cops?” Stevie said.“I don’t know.” Sam said.“We’ll take care of the cops. You two just keep calm till they show up.” House said.The board of police swens on the air pretreated the over boring silence of the ruined Chow Pow.The authorities moved in to find the workers studio in the middle of the carnage.“Everyone move in.” Sheriff McKnight ordered as the police officers moved inside the crime scene, escorting the surviving staff members to safety.“All units , I need a full sweep of the Chow Pow. Every inch of this restaurant is to be covered in yellow tape. No one gets in until I give the okay.While the officers covered Sam and the others with blankets, he saw the same voodoo mark from before been brighter in his hard.“I know
Meanwhile at the Chow Pow, Sheriff McKnight wraps up his investigation along with his task force.“Sir, we couldn’t find any trace of bullets, knifes, or any type of weapon that could have caused this. “A young blasian wrong with long braids tied back told him.Whatever this was, officer stone, it wasn’t done with crude weapons. The witnesses said it had something involving bees.”“Don’t be absurd, Sheriff.” A third voice intervened.“Mayer DuBios I have this area closed off.“My son was in the middle of whatever catastrophe happened in this restaurant. Not to mention how horrible this would before business,”“Sir, your son is safe with his grandmother. We have officers regularly patrolling his house, “ Felicia said.“And who are you?”“Officer Felicia stone, sir.”“Well, Miss. Stone, I believe the big boys should talk about who’s patrolling what but it you’d like to help, I have a suit that needs to be picked up by the dry cleaners.“Officer Stone stays here.” The sheriff said.“So b
Sam waited for his estranged mother to respond but was only met with her blank stares.“How long has my baby sister been like this?” Chris turned to Ramon.“For the post two weeks. We’re had to make sure she eats every day. Half of the time one of our nurses have had to spoon feed her? Speaking of which, it’s time for her lunch.”As Sam tries to reach out to his mother, a young nurse with light brown skin rolls in a cart with a plate of food on it.“Is this a bad time,” the noise says.“Sheriff, this is Onika. She’s a new nurse in training.” Ramon said as he turned to Onika. Give us ten minutes.”“What,” Sam said, morning to Onika. “Can I bring her lunch to her?”“I don’t think that’s the best idea.” Ramon said.“It’s his mother,The boy hasn’t seen her in person for over ten years. Chris said.“I understand Sheriff but I could get in trouble if anything happens to LaToya or any of you.”“I can handle my sister. Let the boy feed his mother.”Sam made his way to the cart as Onika lifte