Chapter 22
Janet pov
The fire alarm blaring woke me up. Jumping up I see assley ablaze. Gasping at what I see she spins and I can't make this shit up wings popped from behind her. A rainbow of color soon is replaced with flames of several different colors. I knew it she fae she has to be. The door flies open and the deans are rushing in. I take this time to rush from my room. Heading to the woods where I found the perfect cave to do my spell work. I have dated the inside and out and it's been here since before mother came to this part of the world. Rushing to my altar I grab my athame, the silver chain with the sleeping spell. And the cuffs I spell to lighten the weight of assley once I lock them around her wrist. I knew she was fae all the things father sent she checked all of them. The only thing I cant find is her familiarity. I need both of their blood and I know that stupid stone figure is somehow connected to her familiar. I have been watching for it to show itself but not even a cat came near her.
I know I can't act until I find the familiar but now I know what she is I want to be ready for when her familiar shows up. Rushing back I stop to catch my breath and slow my heart to a calm heart beats different in fear than excitement even if they both speed your heart up. She is a wolf she would be able to smell strong emotions. No wonder she is in a dorm with high spells to help keep control over magic. Young witches have some control issues still. Then add a bunch of us in one place and things can get tricky. I had gone over the wards trying to find a weak spot as I have all kinds of control. Being 90 years old helps with control. I will start to age again soon father has already started. we were blood bound to our mother and her lifeline. As long as she was alive we would stay alive as well. when mother had been called to aid in a young witch she had helped bring into the world she went. Leaving father and me to run the coven. She was never far from us. But one day she came to us and explained the need for a child the young witch and her lover will be her way back to the family who murdered her family. So we agreed and I helped lift the lock placed on the mother's womb. Father had loved mother so much that the only thing he ask was that she only have his offspring. A promise she made as long as she controlled the amount of offspring. After a very hard miscarriage due to something, a love had infected the fetus. We put a lock to prevent it from happening again.
The day my brother was born was a dark stormy night. His eyes pitch black telling me he was the next high priest of the coven. My father and I had been so caught up with Brian we forgot to place the lock back in place. Before we knew it she was caring for the halfling. She broke my father's heart and for that, we couldn’t forgive her. If it were not for our aging I wouldn't be risking everything to save my mother from death. If I go back far enough I can prevent that slave from being born. With her never being born any of what happened will happen. Slipping back in assley sits up and spills stupidness from her mouth. She cant change rooms I have to find that familiar. Flipping the light on we talked and her necklace changed shape and color and I think it blinked. That’s the familiar. It's some kind of possessive object so a demon familiar fairy for sure. Shutting the lights off letting her think I was getting into bed. Casting the spell to silence my movements I take my items out. Making my way to her I wait for her breathing to start to relax and slip the chain around her neck. Counting in my head 1…..2…..3…….4…..and out. Doing the happy dance pumping my fist in the air. Grabbing the other things I cuff her and toss her over my shoulder. Slipping out of the room I make sure not to be seen. As fast as I can I make my way back to my cave. Going over everything in my head. Deciding I will go back to the day Brian is born and then I will get myself to help cast the spell so it can never be undone.
Making it to my cave I take her inside dropping her on the altar. Going back to the entrance I push the boulder in front of the entrance. Stripping out of my clothes as I make my way to the altar. Slicing her clothes off and tieing her to the altar. Marking her limbs for the elements locking her into my circle. Prickling her finger collecting a drop of her blood to start the candle of time. A second drop lands on the stone face a sizzling sound sends excitement through me. Her blood is strong and will battery my jump in time. Once I have everything set I start first slicing my palm and calling the elements using my blood to bind them to me. Offering the gift of blood in payment for them doing my will. All the elements came to me answering my call. Coming to the head I ask for the soul-spirit to aid me and like the others answered with a yes. Binding to my circle all the elements. The circle now glowing all the colors as they twist and braid together. Ending my spell by slitting her throat, then moving around her I open her wrists and ankles draining all her blood. Her blood flowed down the altar over the edge like a waterfall flowing to a small stream heading to the circle. The second the blood touched the circle an explosion of light fill the cave blinding me. A flash of bright fiery orange goes off at where I believe her hand and feet are tied down. Just as the spell closes around us something grabs me. The spell wobbles and swirls at my loss of concentration for just a second. Then it closes.
