Deviant Spirits

Chapter 3. Dark Convention

The Villaruel couple were riding a black van with two escorts. Roberta still suffers from the curse that had bounced back at her. She had not anticipated that their granddaughter have enough power to counter her skills.

“Alejandro you need to do something about this! I can’t come with you to the meeting with this condition. My eyes won’t stop from bleeding.”  True enough blood continues to come out of her eyes. Had she not wore a black dress then the stains will be very noticeable.

“Don’t worry about that. My teacher can take care of that. Besides we can’t miss this gathering. You don’t want them to think we’re leaving the organization.” Senior patted his wife’s shoulder to comfort her. He was pleased that their heiress has great skill of manipulating energy though a bit worried that she was already taking the priestess’s side. They can’t afford to lose a successor. He took out his antique pocket watch. He raised the lid that contains a mirror close to his face. Suddenly the mirror changes into a screen where a woman stood. “Ingrid, we will be back late at night. Is everything alright?”

“Yes my lord. The apprentices have arrived. Some of the graduates had already occupied our guest room.” replied the woman.

“Good. Everyone should be there to participate in the ritual of umbra malefica.” Satisfied, he bid to go and close his pocket watch. It took them 2 hours to finally reach their destination. The Mall of Asia.

“Sir we are here.” Said Fauxnel, one who their escort, a french sorcerer. He looks very distinct for having pink highlights in his blond hair.

“Very well. Mercurio, assist my wife she cannot see at the moment.” Then the Senior started to chant in his mind. What makes him very famous in the shadow world is his ability to cast spells mentally. After finishing his incantations soon all of the people inside the vicinity of the mall somehow never notice the four of them. Mercurio who was their other escort was British African. Like Fauxnel he has this unique look for having white blond hair, nevertheless both look like models in the fashion industry. The four went straight into the concert hall. By stepping into the circular platform one by one they vanish as if they dissolve into thin air. Unknown to most people the place is a portal towards a dimension cut off from time and space. The place is called Kasamnaan. The place where the old dark gods once reside. Today those gods no longer inhabited the place. But their followers still do. The place is like a barren waste land. Strangely when one look up they won’t be seeing the sky. Instead what they can see there are giant dead roots. There are lots of mountains in this dimensions. They were former “rooms” of the gods. Just behind the northern mountains lies a river with the blackest waters. The four being constant visitors of this place doesn’t mind the ambiance. After walking a few mile they were already exhausted. A woman appeared out of nowhere. She’s holding long bronze key.

“If you know who you are and what you are doing here tell me the words that ends all walls.” Said the woman. She looks pale like a porcelain doll and her speech were cold.

“Hands by hands we conquer the walls, our souls are to perish but not relinquish. We invade, we capture and we rule.” Said Senior Villaruel. His two henchmen cannot recall the words for they specially created for the top members of the Society.

“The two of you may wait for us here. We need to be in there to meet the others.” Said Roberta. The two escorts just nodded without any question. The woman who asked for the hidden code dropped the key to the ground. She was shattered like an old statue and the key started to change becoming a door. It looks ordinary. Like a door of an old ancestral house in the Spanish era. The couple didn’t bother to open it for they knew how the door works. It will suck anything in front of it and take them to the conference room. Everything went dark.