Family History

Barbra walks along the corridor of the old plantation, following the old bat into the family room, where the rest of the family waits. Thirty young and old women are waiting for them to come. As they enter the room, the family looks at Barbra with contempt and a smug sense of condescending judgment, as if they are looking at a bug in human form. 

"So Barbra, you failed to do the only thing the family has ever asked you to do. Well, it's understandable for a lesser human like yourself. You're a bane on our family bloodline." Said Jezebel, her words laced with malice. Jezebel has always thought it would have been better just to kill Barbra so as not to taint their bloodline with a failure. 

"Enough, Jezebel. We have more important things to discuss, " said the old hag as she sat. Tell me what happened, and don't leave anything out, as I will have to tell him exactly what happened to clean up this mess." Barbra began to explain everything from when James was beaten to death to when the haunting started and the death of Jasmine as the old hug listened to Barbra.

The rest of the family listened with interest, as they never thought Barbra would fail this badly. The older woman looked at her with contempt as the old hag began to speak. "So you're telling me you let this happen and ran here to save your skin after building a grudge with James? You do realize that now you have drawn the family into this, and James could very well start to kill the women of the covenant now that he desires vengeance on the people that made his life hell."

Barbra dug her fingernails into the palms of her hands while she bore the looks of hatred from her family. The old hag opened her mouth and stood up. "I will contact him and ask how he wants to deal with his son. We will if he wants us to give you and Samantha to James." The old witch walked out of the room, made her way down the hall, and opened a door.

She started to walk down a long corridor, getting to a room with candles and a giant mirror. She began to light the candles and started to chant in front of a bowl of black liquid. As she cut open her hand and dripped blood into the black liquid, it started to move and latch onto the mirror, and a face began to form on it.

The hag fell to her knees and placed her forehead on the floor. "Oh, master, this servant wishes to talk to you." The face looked at her, and he opened his mouth. "It's about James. My bastard child that has taken one of my horsemen away from me. I do not need a child who won't obey me, and I do not care what you do to him. I will have to start over as I need to make another horsemen, which will take hundreds of years or more. By then, he will be a problem for me. So you can kill him." 

"Do you want me to do anything with Barbra and her daughter?" she said while kneeling on the floor. "Elizabeth, I don't have time to deal with a pathetic woman like Barbra. You can do anything you want with her; she doesn't have any more value for me." he finished saying that, and the black liquid began to flow back into the container it was in. Elizabeth stood back up, blew out the candles, and turned around, heading back to the family room.

Elizabeth entered, and everyone stood up. "Barbra, you have been saved. It looks like James rebelled against his father, and now they are at odds with each other. If the chance arises, we have been granted the task to take care of James." Barbra was shocked not by the fact that she was spared but by the fact that the weak James had been able to stand toe-to-toe with his father.

Barbra wasn't the most intelligent woman alive, but she knew that the being that impregnated her with James was the Devil, and he could rebel and not die. This shows that he has become stronger than she had thought as Elizabeth begins to speak again. "You and Samantha will stay here as James will come for you two, and we will trap and destroy him, earning great rewards from the master. The younger girls will earn the right to be empowered by his seed."

This made the girls clap as they started to underestimate James. Even Barbra began to feel uneasy. She knew her family had blind faith in their master, but she didn't realize they could be blinded by it. "I don't think it will be that easy, as he couldn't even stop James from rebelling, Great-Grandmother. You shouldn't underestimate James." As she finished, "Blasphemy!" yelled another older woman.

"The master is all-powerful! We will not let you belittle his greatness!" yelled another old hag. Even Elizabeth had some doubts but pushed them to the back of her mind because the master was all-powerful. She said, "We will start putting up more wards around the covet and call back the family women. Ladies, the master is all-powerful, but do not underestimate James. He was able to rebel, so he has some power; it would be foolish not to respect that power."

The women all stand up and bow to her before running off, as they know this will be a war for their very existence, as hatred isn't something that goes away—especially hatred for the people who had taken one life. "Barbra, you and your daughter will be the perfect bait for your son. He will come for you." Elizabeth said that a group of women grabbed both of them and dragged them to a room, locking them inside.

In Kimberly's car.

"Kimberly, I feel like we will have to steal a bigger car," James said from the backseat, with Angelica sitting on his lap. With five of them in the back, it's becoming pretty crapped as they drive toward Sacramento. They are about thirty minutes away from it. Angelica smiled, sitting on her father's lap in more ways than one as she did slow movements, enjoying making James feel aroused. 

"We will look for a Van when we get there, James," Sabrina said while smirking as she sat in the front. Her daughter wanted to sit on her father's lap, so she got to take a shotgun, which she was happy about as she looked back at the girls, giving James a hard time.

"James, just bear with it. We will be there in about thirty minutes. We will get a hotel and look for a Van to steal from one of the locals," Kimberly said as we started seeing the signs for our exit. 

I sighed as I started to play with Angelica. I slid my hands into her clothes as I got annoyed with her teasing. She moaned as my hand played with her clit; as I was enjoying the moment, everything froze in time. I looked around and saw a man with a white clock sitting on a chair. I moved Angelica as she was frozen. It takes me a moment to get out of the car as I step on the ground and look at the man.

"So you must be God, then. Do I call you Grandfather? Or do you still hold a grudge against children born from fallen angels? Because your answer will depend on whether I attack you right now," I said while walking over to him. He took his hood off, showing golden hair and dark blue eyes. He smiled at me, making another chair appear.

"Let's talk, James."