Post by StoryGirl83 on Aug 27, 2008 19:21:49 GMT -5
Chapter Seven - From the Place She Hides
Trae was in her lair. She stood in front of an altar on which she had placed the thirteen orbs. Ten were clear with images flickering in them, the memories and lifetimes of her first ten victims. Two of them were black, coal black with no light extending out of them. These were empty, for she had no way of using them until the thirteenth and final orb was completely clear. Right now, though, it was black with small clear dots all over it.
As Trae surveyed her handy work, she ranted. “You will pay for this, witch. I need that girl’s soul. To you, she’s just another innocent. To me, she’s survival.” Trae waved her hand over the altar and a force field appeared. “That should stop him. Only the most powerful of witches could break that. He is not that.” Trae stood in front of the altar and surveyed her work. “Now, to find the girl and the witch.”
In the attic the boys stood behind the podium, with Hannah on the couch behind them. The book was opened on the podium, with the paper containing the revised spell laying on top of the page about the soul thieves. Slowly chanting they began the spell. “Thief of souls, stolen lives, as your victims we wish to revive.”
Trae felt something tug at her.
“Bring Trae from the place she hides, to where the crystals now reside.”
Trae’s eyes widened as she vanished from her lair.
Trae appeared in the middle of the room in the midst of a circle of crystals, her eyes wide.
Chris threw a vial containing a potion at her. It hit her and bounced off to the ground. Chris sighed and lifted one hand, telekinetically throwing it at her, again. This time as it reached her he squeezed the other hand breaking the vial as it made contact with her. She burst into flames and then disappeared completely in an explosion. “Kind of anticlimactic,” Chris commented as he looked at the now empty circle of crystals.
Wyatt turned around to look at the couch were Hannah lay asleep. “Do you think she’s all right, now that Trae has been vanquished?”
“Only one way to find out,” Chris informed him. “Wake her.”
Wyatt shook Hannah’s shoulder.
The little girl moaned, but didn’t awake. He pushed open one of her eye lids and saw that she still had the partially glazed look in her eyes. “She’s not better. What else does the book say?”
Chris looked at the book and skimmed the page. After a moment he came to the part he needed. “In order to release the souls the Soul Thief has stolen the Soul Thief’s soul holding orbs must be destroyed. Once destroyed, the souls will return to their correct bodies as long as they are in the normal world. Souls released in the underworld will wander around aimlessly until they are captured, again.”
“Great,” Wyatt groaned. “Do we have a way to find where she put the orbs?”
Chris drew a triquetra on the wall. When he was done he looked at his brother. “I have an idea.”
“A spell to go through time?” Wyatt asked confused as he looked at the triquetra.
“No,” Chris informed him. “A spell to travel from place to place.”
“Doesn’t that require another triquetra on the other end?” Wyatt asked, trying to hard to remember lessons learned when he was little.
“We’ll find out,” Chris admitted. “It’s worth a shot though.”
“Let’s hear it,” Wyatt requested giving in.
Chris began to chant. “Follow Trae’s journey. Let us two see, how to get where, she was before here.”
The triquetra glowed blue and seemed to open up. The brothers looked at each other and walked into it, disappearing.
As the triquetra closed the attic door opened and Leo walked into the room.