WITHOUT

Strangers In Parks.

"Oh no!    No, no, no....And, definitely no!     Your going to be found.   And, if God himself doesn't come down right this minute, I know some Archangels who will!..."       Mother was on her feet the moment Benton was shoved into the room, father was at her side (Wand at the ready)     But, technically father could handle this by hand.

The wand was just for show.

My coven gathered behind father and mother, Jefferson and Star had grabbed Benton (Quickly placed deeply within my coven members) They were ready too.

"Yes, we're here!   We're staying!    We have the upper hand!    So, bow fools!      Your not going to like what's coming next!.."       Celeste stood tall, she was theatrical in her movements and gestures.    Celeste smiled, chuckled lightly to herself.       She was enjoying this, both her and Astraea sensed no danger (No threat at all!)     There were some witches that had skills in "death magic", but nothing that would crush, or even remotely touch them. They were free to terrorise everyone. Even the servants.

There were glaring, angry faces. Wands making crackling sounds, fingers were poised. A low murmur of words. But. Celeste and Astraea feared not a thing! Not a move would be made, the witches would follow the code of attack.

My mother and father would be a challenge, but if they knew what was good for them and the others within the room, they would listen, and do exactly as asked.

Astraea took a seat, straighten out her jacket a little...."Celeste.   Sit please.   Stop dancing around the room, you are not one of those vulgar stage performers!   Sit now!.."

Celeste smiled back at her friend...."As you wish!    But, we will all sit!    Won't we?!    Yes!   Thank you.   Good pet-witch people!.."

(There was a slow shuffle, movement of furniture)

Mother and father didn't want to, but father tugged mother to a chair.     He felt, play along - See where this goes.   Then, act.    The coven followed my parents, Jefferson wasn't sure about this (It really didn't seem like the thing to be be doing)      Star gripped his hand, if things turned - She wanted to be on her feet dying.

"Let's start with, we're the boss now.    The mansion will bend.    Or it'll get burnt by the holy fires of heaven.     We all know, it's foundations are on neutral land.    But, if we deem it to be in possession of the devil, or something else that is considered evil!    We burn. We call upon all that is right and god-fearing!    And, we burn it. Down to the ground, to ash....Dust to the wind!.."

Mother went pale, father pulled her close.   Benton started to shake.    Jefferson clenched his fists.    Star suddenly felt light headed.   This seriously could not be happening.

"We are expecting an angel to come home.    He is an exceptional young man.    He is one better than us....He will fight any Archangel that thinks he/she can interfere.     He is an Other (There were audible grasps around the room)   Yes! Be fearful. Be very afraid.      And to add to your gut-churning fear.     He has in his possession, this very minute....Your precious Supreme!.."     Celeste went quiet, looked around the room.

Astraea snapped her fingers at a spirit servant for a drink, the spirit run out of the room to fetch the drink (Tripped over twice. She was crying) Angels scared her.

"....Any one within his company will join him. Want to please him.   He will drain your dear Supreme.     She has power, that girl.    Our boy, likes power!       My ridiculous superior people denied them. Enslaved them. Would beat them.    Archangels are soooo pompous!    Think, they own heaven, and everything below!   Made a mess of things they did!     We were set lose!    We made fairy children!    Humans hated that!..."       Celeste suddenly looked angry, dark....Nasty.    Her face was becoming pinched, and twisted.