Prince of Hell's Queen || Caliban, Demon Prince of Hell...

Chapter 17: Pontius Pilate's Bowl

After a good night's rest, well not such a good night. Lucifer is free which means the coven is more weaker. After the protection spell we pulled off yesterday, we were powerless, spell used up all the coven's power. Plus, the pagans will probably be able to break the spell in seconds. So now, we're dead meat.

I go to check up on Roz. Harvey tells me everything that happened.

"The potion your mom gave was good. Roz was walking around, she was less cold but now, now she's stone. Can you and Sabrina do something? That damned carnival!" He says to me.
"Yeah, I suppose, I mean the Carnival workers are Pagans." I say without realizing what I said.

"Pagans?! So like witches?!" Harvey asks.
"Well... sort of... they're like witches, but from another time, some have powers, some don't. But all of them are dangerous." I alert them.
"Bri, we have to help Roz! What if something else happens?" Theo exclaims.

"Something like this happened to one of the weird sisters. Dorcas. Not gonna lie though, I'm kinda happy that she hasn't bothered me. Anyways, Ambrose is doing some research with Prudence and Sabrina. I'm going to go, to help them and see if anything else can happen to help Roz. I'll try and be back as soon as possible." I say and they nod.

I go back to the academy. I see Prudence, Ambrose and Sabrina talking.

"Guys, what's up?" I ask.
"We extracted to some of Dorcas's and Nick's power and we tried to summon the hedge witches. But..." Sabrina says.
"But what?" I ask.
"Agatha was released, by The Dark Lord." Ambrose continues Sabrina's sentence. All of a sudden, Lilith appears.

I widen my eyes and pull her to the other side of the Library.

"What are you doing here!" I whisper-shout at her.
"It's time for the second challenge. Everyone is waiting for you in the grand hall."
"What do you mean, everyone?" I ask and she smiles.

She leads me to the grand hall, I see the 3 kings, the hordes and... Caliban... This is absolutely freakin' great!

"You brought them all here?" I ask, annoyed.
"Now everyone knows that you, Bridget, are Queen of Hell. Well, not quite." She looks at Caliban and so does everyone else. I slam my hand onto my head.

"We declare that the Queen and her challenger, Caliban, to compete and retrieve the second Regalia. Pontius Pilate's bowl!" Belzeebul declares.
"Ready for round two, Princess?" Caliban asks and smirks.
"Sorry, but I can't." I say calmly.

"Enough with righteousness! You're duty is to Hell. You are losing your throne, every second you say no. Don't you understand? The pagans? Your coven's loss of power is the outcome of your refusal to the throne. The cosmos are accepting your claim, but you reject it, everytime. Don't you understand, all this... all this suffering it's all your fault, because of your refusal to the throne..." Lilith informs me.

"That... that isn't true..." I stutter.
"It is." She replies, "But if you can retrieve the bowl, then you might just stand a chance against the Pagans..." I look at the coven. It's all my fault. Nothing bad happen, if it wasn't for me. I look at the Infernal Court who are awaiting my answer.

"Challenge accepted..." I inform them confidently. They cheer and laugh before disappearing. I sniffle and walk away.
"No, Bri-" Sabrina tries to stop me.
"Leave her be, Sabrina." Lilith tells her.
"Go to heaven, Lilith! You know this isn't Bri's fault. You're just trying to guilty trap her into winning the throne for you!" She shouts at Lilith before following me.

I sit in the desecrated church and Sabrina appears.
"This isn't your fault." She whispers.
"Believe me, Sabrina, I'm fine. I know Lilith's manipulation tactics and I haven't fallen for a single one of them. I'm worried about Roz and how I can get the bowl so I can shut Caliban and Lilith up for the next few days." I chuckle and so does Sabrina.