Raising Hell by L W Rogers & T F Webb

Author:L W Rogers & T F Webb [Rogers, L W & Webb, T F]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-06-19T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Cadence

I must have lost consciousness at some point, as I now open my eyes to the sun’s bright beams shining down on me. My body feels battered and drained. My very soul is burned with grief. I take in my surroundings as I stumble to my feet. The sun peering through the trees is irritating. Today is not a day for light and happiness. Today is a dark day and the sun does not deserve to be seen. With these dark thoughts, it is as if a spell has been cast as dark, angry clouds suffocate the sun and all its brightness, leaving the day cold and dark, like my soul. I fleetingly wonder if that was my doing. I honestly don't care. My only thoughts right now are to get my mum down from that horrid tree of death, lay her to rest and to wreak vengeance on the asshole that has done this.

I do my best to avoid looking at my mum. I’m unable to wipe the images of her last night from my mind. The emptiness in her eyes will haunt me until the day I die. There was no spark there. Her soul, goddess knows where.

I don't bother using traditional methods to take my mum down from the tree. I don't care about the consequences of using magic for personal gain. I know I have the power to do whatever I wish. With a twist of my right hand, the binding that kept her dangling from the tree is severed and with my left hand I am able to levitate her slowly down. Tears are forming now and I push them away. With both my hands under her back, I slowly levitate her towards the house. Without even needing an incantation or to throw a fireball; our once favourite and sacred tree is engulfed in flames.

I take my mum to her bedroom, laying her gently on the bed, and covering her body with her favourite blanket. I leave the room and head back downstairs to grab my phone. I need to call the coven. Another burial is needed.

Taking out my phone, I see numerous missed calls from several of the coven. Of course, they probably know. I dial for Helena. She picks up on the first ring.

"Cadence, what is wrong? Something happened last night. The whole coven felt it. We can't get hold of your mother." It had to be the first time I had ever heard her speak with genuine concern and worry.

"She's gone. Call the coven. Be here for nightfall." Then I hang up. Helena tries to call back, but I let it go to voicemail. I have no intention of going into the details. If I could do the ritual on my own then I would, but with my mother being coven leader, it needs the whole coven. The realisation hits, I am now coven leader... I haven't even been through all the rituals. Would this mean Helena would try to take control? Quite possibly.

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