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Magic / The police

A panic

By Antoinette L BreyPublished 6 months ago 6 min read
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Magic / The police
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Delisa power Delisa delight

Regir in delisa, Zeus escuchar our magic

The wind swirled. The thirteen women turned their heads to the sky. Their arms opened to the wind. As the wind soared the women felt their powers increase. They smiled even Zeus was with them. Nature would now join forces in their cause. The coven felt their physical strength increase. They chanted a new spell and their ritual wardrobe changed to their work cloths. A chef, a teacher, a waitress. A invisible force field now cloaked each member of the coven. It was their duty to protect the citizen's of this county

They had all had the same vision. If there was an attack in the restaurant , they would be ready. The power of Zeus not only made Cindy feel physically stronger, she also felt her confidence grow. She had never been an actress, but work would now be a performance. She would need to appear as if no one was in danger. The women all grabbed hands and continued voicing a chant. This was another protective chant. This one was to protect their path.

Sara was supposed to be preparing the news, but all she wanted to do was watch the ticker tape. She did not know when the event was supposed to occur. But according to the ticker it seemed like an average normal day. Seth her coworker, noticed her preoccupation with the ticker, and teased her. He reminded her that in this town no big news ever happened. Sara feigned a fake laugh and left the room.

It was a day of nerves for all of the thirteen women. That night all of them quickly drifted off into sleep. The release of the stress soaked them into slumber.

Hours into their peace the nightmares started. A cool wind blew over them as they slept. They felt as if Zeus was keeping them save.

Ben ( Sara's husband) stared in wonder, as his wife slept. He felt a draft, although the windows were closed. He went to the guest room. curled up in the warmth, and slept.

George entered the restaurant. He had been trying to ask Cindy on a date. He had tried to approach her yesterday, but she seemed to be so nervous. He wondered, did it mean she liked him, or disliked him. He ordered a hamburger combo with a diet pepsi. Cindy seemed preoccupied, like she was not seeing him at all. He was loosing his confidence, Maybe this was not a good time.

Cindy was pretty sure George would be there during the attack. She had seen him in her vision. She hoped he did not end up dead. Better to ignore him then show her unexplainable fear.

Moments later a bunch of men came in. They were all wearing leather jackets . Cindy wanted to run to George. But she smiled and welcomed her new guests. She did not see any knives on them. She felt herself relax, giggled in relief, and took their orders.

George ordered desert and drank coffee, he had extended his lunch break but he sensed something was not right. It seemed as if she was having mood swings.

Two hours later George had to leave. He had a patient in a half hour. As he was paying, another band of men entered. There was twelve or them. They headed towards the register. George could see that they all carried half way concealed knives. Cindy started nervously chatting

Cindy had seen the knifes, and she was sure what was going to happen next. But George was not leaving. He was doing everything he could not to go and hug Cindy. He knew her something was not right. But he also knew a lot of hunters in the area carried knives.

Cindy lead the young men to their table. She then went and got the owner. She told him that they had knives, and she would prefer if he waited on them. She was going to have a soda and take a break. She went and got her drink and walked over to George. Who was standing frozen by the front door. He placed his arm around her, and they walked out.

Nothing happened that day, but Cindy called a meeting of the Coven. When she got there she broke into tears. She was somewhat hysterical. "I don't think a spell will help me". Joan, the head witch embraced Cindy, in a hug. She called the powers of Zeus, and the wind blew around them. Suddenly Cindy collapsed. She was at peace because she was sleeping. In her dreams no nightmares, just thoughts of George.

When Cindy awoke, she was at home in bed. Like a robot she went through her morning routine. She was almost at work when her cell phone rang. Her boss-he was crying. "Cindy don't come in," he chocked. "Those men from yesterday, they are going nuts. They stabbed George. Cindy froze, but pushed herself to call her sister witches.

The thirteen witches met outside the restaurant. They could see the men through the closed window. Anna had arrived in her ambulance. She had ran into the restaurant to get George. She seemed to walk in unnoticed. The men were to busy hounding the healthy patrons to care what Anna and George were doing. Cindy went with them to the hospital

Anna went somewhat relieved that it was less violent than in her vision. George would be alright, but Cindy would not leave his side.

Anna had left the restaurant door open. the women could hear and see the situation. Suddenly they saw the leather jacketed men enter from the rear door of the restaurant. Although it was not a movie the women were absorbed in what they thought was going to be a battle. A battle they had been prepared to fight in, with the aid of Zeus. But these two groups were not fighting. They seemed to remember each other from the other day. They appeared to be forming a friendship. As the men lollygagged the owner slipped out of his restaurant. He saw the women. "Don't go in there," he mumbled, and ran to his car. Two walletless patrons snuck out as well. They stopped by the women."Is the stabbed man alright?" they stammered. "He wouldn't give them his wallet. He actually fought back after being stabbed. The rest of us just handed over our wallets. We were hoping when. the ambulance came, that the police would come."

Joan had to laugh. What they didn't have in there Covan was a policewoman. All they should have done is call the police. Who needs Zeus. She quickly called the police

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About the Creator

Antoinette L Brey

I am an elder in a time of freedom. I am now retired. All i want to do is have fun. Without a daily routine, my imagination is one of my only salvations. I am not planning on writing a book, it is just for my own pleasure

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  • Novel Allen6 months ago

    I understood Zeus escuchan, listen. So Zeus failed them, figures, I hope the police got them.

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