UnTouchable, Vol 1. Dreams, Boys and Creatures of The Night

Chapter Ten: With The Wisdom of A Warlock

The High Priestess had let the boys join there circle, sipping ale and munching on cakes. Michael refused to eat much, the ale gave him indigestion.
"Meyers was interested about learning astral projection, asked if it was possible to use it to manipulate dreams." She said, sipping from her glass. Rose ripped grass from the ground, she wasn't very interested.
"Did you teach him?" Ashton asked, the High Priestess shook her head,
"Absolutely not. Somehow he figured out a way, and because we didn't tell him -" she paused and took her deer antlers off her head, "He framed Bridget for a crime she did not commit. He told us to shut our mouths or we'd be next."
Michael shook his head, biting his lip in frustration. The toll of Luke's carelessness was taking over him. Attitude wasn't even a word to him in this point in time. "He's after my friend here." he pointed to Ashton, "But, we can't protect him until we find away to stop. We're not martyrs, so, killing him isn't an option." he spat, glancing at Rose as if she'd done something wrong. Well, she had... she had been lying, about who she was. A witch... mystic, a liar. Forgiveness, Michael...
"Well, you must, he'll just figure a way around bindings, blocking."
"Precious, maybe we could do a Rite of Passage." Rose said, placing a hand on the no longer nameless High Priestess. Precious nodded and stood up.
"So Mote It Be. We'll place Ashton in a trance, place him in Meyers' concious, some how this has to work." she turned to her coven, reaching for her athame. "Brides! A Rite of Passage."

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Luke sat still, his body relaxed more than ever, Calum had to keep freezing the cell mates for the past hour as Luke tried to telepathically contact Ashton.
"Why do I have to do this?" he asked, sighing hard.
"Because, you have the power of vision, now envision Ashton." Calum replied, holding Luke's palms, they were hot and sweaty. He mustn't break the chain, though. "Just think of Ashton, try to find him. Out of this cell, pass the tress. Into the forest, see him. Truly see h -"
"I see him." Luke snapped, "Him and Michael. The coven are surrounding Ashton. He's..."
"He's what?"
"Naked..."
Calum bit his tongue, lolling his head to the side, "What is the coven doing?"
"I think they're feeding him ale - No, Bella Donna?"
Calum knew what was going on. He knew it. The ritual he was never allowed to do as a child, but all ways wanted. Those who wanted vision quests were told the Rite of Passage was something sacred and untouchable to those who wanted it. It must be achieved, or needed. And in the circumstances contrary to now, it truly was needed. "They're doing a Rite of Passage."
"He's falling asleep, the women are dancing around him. Chanting..."
"What are they chanting, Luke?"
"Isis, Astarte, Diana, Hecate, Demeter, Kali, Inana."
Calum knew that too, it was the seven goddess chant. Most sacred chant of a pagan there was. He'd seen it been used in exorcisms, but never in this circumstance. Perhaps the protection of God Herself was needed. They're touching his naked body Calum, what do you think of that? Do you have the mental imagery to capacitate that! You fucking sick pup. They're touching the boy you want to shower with, walk hand in hand with. The boy you want to shout from the stair case after a hard days word 'Honey! I'm home, what's for dinner?' Do you want it Calum? Do ya? Of course I want it! I want him, I want life, I want someone...all this time, I thought love was dead, it was nothing three days ago...did I say love? No, you thought it, that's right, you thought it. Sicko.
"Luke, go into Ashton's body, go into his vision quest, go."
"I can't, I'm afraid, I don't like the dark!" Luke said, this clearly wasn't him. This wasn't. His voice wasn't recognisable to Calum's ear, it was rather bright and less brooding. "He's waiting for me...protect me, Demeter!"
It was Ashton, Luke had finally reach the subconscious of the haunted child. "He's here! He's...MICHAEL! MICHAEL, HELP ME!"
This was the first time Calum had seen transpossession, the essence of it. Ashton was truly in the room, and Calum didn't see Luke any more, his face had changed. It was Ashton. For now, until Luke helped and got out. Maybe he would stay a little longer. Don't break the chain, Calum. He thought to himself. He wanted to, he so wanted to. Calum's mind whirred, he wasn't in the cell any more. He was in darkness.