As our kids enter into the crypt that is sure to be filled with dark secrets and terrible magic, they go in blind and oblivious to what they may find But before I continue with their story, I would first like to tell you a short story of the day Madame Constance first came in contact with witchcraft and how it shaped her life to what it became later on. Constance was a young and innocent little girl the day she found magic. She was the only child born to her father, Gabriel, a florist, and her mother, Katherine, an animal healer. All her life, Constance was amazed and astounded by the beauty of her father's flowers and the warmth brought by all her mother's animal patients. She loved nature and was in awe of its beauty. One day, she was playing in a beautiful meadow with some other children when a butterfly flew past her. She had seen a lot of butterflies before but none with the patterns and colours of this particular one. It was incredibly beautiful, she thought, so she chased af
How do you think someone feels a split second after they make a huge mistake? What do you think goes through their minds, knowing that they've made an error but can't do anything to correct it? You can only know for certain when you go through it yourself. Jennifer, on the other hand, was distraught when she saw the cover of the tomb lifted from the casket. She was terrified and desperate to avoid this tragedy but there wasn't enough time and they would have to face the horrors of whatever it was that they had unleashed into the world of the living. "Why did you yell?" Samson asked after Jennifer's scream. "That's the wrong tomb. This one is for Madame Constance." Jennifer cried out and ran to them. "What are you talking about? This is surely Madame Constance's tomb." Nelly said, completely sure about it. "We have to close it up before the spirit gets out." Jennifer said, "Come on! Help me get the cover back on." She asked. The guys weren't sure what was happening but they helped
"Thank you, Mara! I will never forget this." Moriah said and Mara Anjonu disappeared. "What's happening? What's happening to me? Jennifer, please help me." Peace cried out, suspended in the air. "Oh shut up, child!" Moriah said and pulled Peace close to face her. "I'm not your friend Jennifer and soon, you won't be you either," Moriah said with her red eyes glowing. . . . Back in the crypt, the guys were trying to escape but they couldn't penetrate the forcefield. They hit it with rocks and their weapons but it wouldn't break. "What do you think she's doing to Peace?" Samson asked after stepping away from the entrance, having given up on trying to break it. "I don't know but it can't be good. What are we going to do?" Nelly replied. He was now conscious after being thrown across the room by Moriah. Darryl was still in pain and he lay still in a corner, holding his abdomen. He began to stand, much to the disapproval of his friends who wanted him to rest. "We can't just sit he
Moriah opened her arms wide and her eyes glowed so brightly that the glow extended to her veins and all over her body."I gave you everything Constance. I gave you the greatest gift that anyone could ever give and you betrayed me." She cursed."Magic isn't something you can contain. You tried to hinder me from reaching my full potential because you hated the fact that your student was better than you." Constance said to her.Constance was now also glowing bright green. The two of them were floating in the air, powers charged and ready to strike."You won't win this time, Constance, because I won't hold back," Moriah said."Neither will I." The witches blasted Witch's fire from their fingertips at each other; Moriah's red and Constance's green. The flames met in between them and they had a test of strength of whose fire would take out the other’s.The two witches were equally matched with their flames so Constance flew from Moriah's beam and levitated a statue and threw it at Moriah.
Vengeance!The driving force that fuels the hearts of men and makes them do the most heinous of things. The slow serpent that curls around you while you sleep and strangles you without warning. The emotion that when acted upon brings nothing both sorrow, death, and destruction.**************************************************"Let me out of here and I promise you a quick death," Moriah said to the boys angrily."Yeah, that's not happening, Moriah!" Nelly replied."Look! We don't know what beef the both of you have with each other and honestly, we don't fucking care. Just leave our friends out of your issues and give them their bodies back." Samson said to both witches."I think I'll keep this body!" Moriah said."Me too! Nothing beats being alive." Constance said as well."You're both dead already. Just go back to being dead." Nelly yelled at the witches."I've had enough of this! If you won't leave them on your own, then we'll make you leave. Carl!" Darryl called out.Carl's spirit
Are you accustomed to the excitement that fills your mind and body when you run downstairs on Christmas morning, excitedly head over to the beautiful little tree in the corner of the living room to open your presents?You and your family exchanging warm smiles, drinking hot cocoa, and the love that spreads all over when you open up your present and it's something you wanted to have. You're filled with joy and happiness, so much that it can barely be contained.This isn't what our group of friends felt when they were preparing to open up the box. They weren't filled with excitement or joy, quite the opposite. They were terrified, they were unprepared for what they were about to do at that particular moment."Go on. Do it!" Nelly said to an already tense Darryl."Would you relax, Nels? I'm going to open it." Darryl said. He put the key into the hole but his hand just wouldn't turn it."You're worried about the curse, aren't you?" Jennifer asked.He stared at her but remained silent. He
"Don't even think about it, Moriah!" Samson said and stepped in front of Peace. Darryl and Nelly walked over to them and also stood in front of Peace. "You're not getting to her again so just get out of Jennifer and things won't get ugly," Darryl said to her. "I see you all are more confident about your abilities because you managed to stop me before. But, you won't be able to this time." Moriah said and levitated into the air, eyes fully glowing. "We won't let you do this!" Nelly said. Moriah used her telekinetic powers and held them all, except Peace. She pushed them all to the wall and pinned them there. "You don't have the power to stop me!" Moriah shouted and cackled loudly. "But I do!" A voice said. A strong gust of wind blew and Mara Anjonu materialized out of nothing and stood before Moriah. "Mara, my friend! Why have you come? I'm just about to..." Moriah began to say. "SILENCE!!" Mara Anjonu said to Moriah. Moriah wasn't pleased with the tone that Mara Anjonu was u
"What are you talking about? What's a Witch Dagger?" Nelly asked Moriah.She was dumbfounded by their ignorance. "You mean to tell me that you don't know anything about a Witch's Dagger?" Moriah asked, but the kids just stared at her, oblivious to anything that she was saying."What has that spirit, Carl, or whatever his name is, been telling you all?" She asked."Just tell us what it is," Samson said rudely."Oh, I'll tell you what it is! It's the only weapon in the entire world that can kill your little monster curse." Moriah said."What do you mean the only weapon? We thought we could kill him with any weapon." Darryl said."It seems you've stabbed the beast several times, did it hurt it in any way?" She asked."Well, yeah it did," Darryl answered."And did it ever slow him down at all?" "Well, no it didn't. But we thought he would get weaker after we burned the cloth and a stab to the heart would be enough to kill him." "Well, it won't, unless it's done with her Witch Dagger,"