I knew I had to call my sisters Ester and Katherine. I was one of the last male descendants. Witch hunters killed most of my coven in Europe. My Parents had sacrificed themselves, before the hunters found them and they gave us their powers. Ester was blessed …show more content…
The monster chasing me captures witches and performs a ritual to draw power from them. I start my magic portal sending my sisters a message to pass through the portal. In a matter of seconds they appeared very alarmed. Oh how I’ve missed them.
Aaarrrggghhh, the ground starts shaking. The door gets destroyed. How’d he get in…? The portal must have taken down the magic border. He snatches Katherine and squeezes her hard. She manages a scream. Ester jumps at him with a blade cuts his hand and she falls out of his grip. I open a crevice in the ground Katherine cloaks the crevice and Ester runs around it forcing the monster to chase her. He falls in and I close it. We hopped on our brooms and made our way to Manhattan.
Our Aunt owns a bookstore in Manhattan; she must have some sort of grimwar with a spell to destroy the creature. I knew it was a matter of days until he picks up our scent and finds us. We walk in she gasps, “He’s back isn’t he, what can I do to …show more content…
“He’s here,” Katherine cries. We bolt up and prepare to chant “ira catenula interposuit.” He screams in pain, we didn’t aim the spell correctly and it wrapped around his neck, his head pops off. Oozing out this green gooey substance. He quickly grows his head back. Oh no. Angrier than ever he grabs Ester and shows us a medallion and teleports. Something distracted me it was his golden third eye.
“Nooooooo,” Katherine shrieks, “He’s going to pay for that.” She rushes in the library and opens the grimoire. “Oh lovely book, be a dear and show me how to rid this monster” pages flipped and it stopped to a page with title of Dark Death Awaits Bind Your Souls. She reads, “This potion can help you destroy any dark host, only if you target the weak spot,” she continues, “In order to do this you need a sibling to drink the potion with you to bind your magic and soul.” To conjure this spell we need a snake, a cat's tail, a red bull energy drink and a sprinkle of salt. She sends me to fetch the items.
I get back with the items. She takes them away and throws them into a cauldron cuts the snake in half and pours its blood into the cauldron. She murmurs something I can't understand.
“Put your hand over the cauldron,” she demands. I do as she says she grabs a knife and cuts into my palm. She does the same to her palm. “Drink up,” she