"His mory must have been tampered with. Dammit Obed, why are you so useless? There is no difference between you and underwear on a prostitute." Maureen slapped the coffin. She considered punching Obed's dead body but that was of no use.
Sean and Roman's eyebrows shot up. Sean especially picked so new interest in Maureen. A badass woman with a potty mouth! sign him up.
"Is she single?" He whispered to Roman.
"Wrong ti." Roman hissed back.
Old lady Mayfair anwhile gasped. She was not a fan of Maureen's potty mouth. "Maureen Mayfair, you watch your tone and apologize to Obed right now."
Maureen grimaced, "He is dead mother."
Phoebe in the anti was having a conversation with Star who was convinced that she could retrieve Obed's missing mories.
"Do it." Phoebe told her.
Star took control of Phoebe's body. Her hands stretched out in Obed's direction, Phoebe began to chant an ancient spell in an old tongue that no one understood except the spirit.
"Star." It voiced quietly; it was evident that the baby was reciting the spell which was patching the ghost's mory.
As Phoebe breathed in a tongue of dead ancestors, Obed let out a shrill. His hands held his head as the mories of that night ca to him. The screams went on for ten minutes and then he suddenly went silent and still.
Everyone else could not take their eyes away from Phoebe. They had questions like; what had she done? What was she chanting? In which language was she talking?
"It is done." Phoebe announced. "I have seen everything that happened that day." She told them.
Maureen bobbed her head back. "You can walk through a ghost's mory? Fuck !" She let out a hearty laugh. She slapped Phoebe on the back, earning herself a glare from David who was sure that the slap could send Phoebe into premature labor.
He shifted, placing himself between Phoebe and Maureen.
"For the love of all the Saints and angels, Maureen please watch your language. Why can't you talk like a normal woman? A lady!!" Grandma Mayfair disapproved strongly.
Maureen shrugged. Sean drooled. Rekha laughed. Andre raised his eyebrow's curiously, watching Sean.
"What did you learn?" David asked Phoebe.
Phoebe run her fingers through her hair. "It's all jumbled up and I could barely hear anything because Obed was not attentive. He was a kid, afraid and confused because his uncle had died. But he did see sothing, and it was just like we suspected, Azur did visit the Montgory household.
He got past all of their defenses against demons and supernatural creatures. As a matter of fact, he walked right into the house through the front door. He put most of the Montgory's in so kind of trance, making them fight against each other. He also killed six servants and ten dogs.
Then, he t with so of the elders of the family and instilled fear in them demanding for the Mystic key. Shem made a deal to hand over souls--Montgory souls and others in exchange for power and their lives. Morgan was too tongue tied and afraid to deal with him.
When Azur was done, he wiped everyone's mory except those two." Phoebe patted her winter coat as her voice dropped. "Azur got that mystic key, Morgan handed it to him herself. As he was leaving, he left infernal eyes on the roof and walls of their manor to observe and report to him the happenings in the manor. I guess it is why the house has aged, Morgan must be afraid to touch anything she shouldn't."
She relayed the events of that night to them, sending them into silence. In a way, it was now a relief that they knew what had happened to the key and what Azur had done on the Montgory manor.
Star made a movent. In her mother's stomach, she was sitting as if she was ditating which stretched Phoebe's stomach. "It was a good deal for Azur, instead of killing of a witch's bloodline senselessly, he decided to turn the Montgory's into a never-ending source of food--powerful souls. Azur must be working with this powerful witch that Obed talked about. That witch was not in his mories unfortunately or we would go and kill her too." She gave her submissions which Phoebe relayed to them group.
"For fucks sake! You have been feeding our enemies magic souls!!" Maureen growled, visibly frustrated.
"Innocent ones too, do not forget the won." Rekha jumped in.
Obed floated towards Phoebe. "Please save my family, as you have seen we knew nothing of this! My grandmother and uncle did all this on their own." He wailed, voice fraying like a torn cloth.
First, we cremate this body then we rest for the night. I will talk with father and grandpa Rufus; this is a matter of the council." Phoebe suggested, her eyes staring at the coffin.
Maureen clicked her tongue twice, wagging her finger. "You all can leave but I have unfinished business with Ophelia." She stated, her gaze challenged Sean.
He scoffed lightly in response and moved to lift Obed's body out of the coffin, then he stopped suddenly. "Boss."
He pointed at the body. "That ring that Obed is wearing is the sa one that Ophelia was wearing when we brought her in." He continued to point at the ring; it was a seamless band of liquid shadow neither tal nor stone but sothing that seed alive especially to the gifted eyes. They could also see that it was off, the yin energy coming from it was strong. Evidently, it had been ford through black magic.
"That is what Azur gave Shem after they made a deal." Phoebe stated.
Star agreed. "It seems to be deactivated right now but when activated it opens a gate of gnashing shadows, pulling the wearers soul to another place, not the afterlife. That is how this witch gets these poor souls." She let out a soft sigh. "It is not just the soul of the wearer, all the supernatural creatures, bad warlocks, witches.... basically, anything with a soul that was hunted and killed by any Montgory wearing this ring during the hunt was pulled inside."
Phoebe relayed Star's words to the rest.
Maureen shut her eyes briefly before opening them. "This is what they have been doing all this ti? Collecting and feeding on souls of witches, making deals! It's a bloody fucking demon cartel.They are probably selling them like candy or drugs to dark magic users. It's a bloody fucking demon cartel and they are fucking using us to do the fucking groundwork." "
Letting out a short sigh, grandma Mayfair cast her daughter a disapproving glare."Why does Ophelia have it though? She is not a witch's descendant, a hunter or soone with magic ties, so why?" She massaged her chin.
"Perhaps it is related to this master that she was revering about." David made a suggestion. "She could be killing for them too, who knows?"
It was farfetched but not impossible. A ssage notification grabbed his attention; Roxanne had finally found pictures and information on Bradley Taylor. She had sent so pictures, specifically three pictures of his so-called daughter.
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