Falling to his knees after his victory over Felicia, Sam's symbol began to fade away. " Samuel " Benjermin shouted now free from his bindings. " I did it. I stopped her. " Sam said as his grandfather help him stand up. " Sammy." Onika called out as she and the other voodooist arrived in the mansion. The young priestess wrapped her arms around Sam, tightly engulfing him in her grip. " You huys are back to normal ? " Sam asked. " Yeah, Man. When you killed Stone, the hex she had on us broke. " Nelson explained. " Good ting too. " Ricky said. " Otherwise, everyone in New Orleans would be dead right now. " " And to think we would have caused it. " Helena uttered." Stone got to all of us. " Binge comforted her. " Let's just be glad Sam finished her off. "" Actually, I didn't . " Sam clarified . " I sisnt kill Stone. I banished her to limbo. " " By yourself ? " Onika said. " That spell usually takes a whole tribe to pull that off. " Said his cousin. Onika noticed the discarded

In the middle of The Muses Emporium, the Music Demon appeared from the middle of an ethereal portal and took to the round raised podium. He was surrounded by a pale blue aura that reflected his calm and composed disposition. Being able to take on many appearances, today he presented himself to the audience in the form of a young, appropriately attired, charismatic performer – well suited to be a member of a boyband. His outfit was adorned with moon dust and his shoulder length locks swayed wildly in all directions as he moved his head.He read his audience carefully; folklore of all kinds. Upon focusing deeply, he was able to see their auras. He didn’t like what he saw. Most of them were emitting a black or red aura that reflected stress, anger, frustration and darkness of their cores. He was not disappointed however. He had firm faith in his music. He would heal them all with the power of his tunes, he was sure of that.His name was Paulo. Once the dark demon of music, now he was a h

“You never cease to amaze me,” Olivia smirks as she corners an skinny, frail hoodlum in the middle of the hollow streets of parabola.“I swear, lady,” the strange figure said. “You got the wrong guy.”“Oh please, if you’re going to lie about stealing from the human world, at least put some effort behind it.”Before the frightful hooligan could answers, a strange blue scripture began to crawl around his skin.“I told you already. That gold is mine. Mine, mine,”Olivia pulled out a handful of gold and waved it ten facts from the thief.“Silly how you think taking stuff that’s not your automatically makes it your.”The uncanny scribbles began to spread even further around the thief’s body face. In time, the cornered assistant curled his body as it to confront an internal pain.“Crap, I know what those markings mean.”The thief’s body slowly began to grew three times his on size as he transformed into a muscle bound grey skinned behemoth with knobs sprouting out on his neck and his back.

Through out their journey to their next class, the girls come across a crowd of students all rushing to their next destination.“You know I can get to my class on my own.” April G said.“You said that already.” June said. “Besides, I’m not in any rush to get to my class.”“By the way, that’s a nice bracket, June.” Madison said.“Thanks.” June said as she fondled with it. “It feels a little loose though.”The bracket snapped off and rolls away from her.“No.”June leaves the others to chase after the bracelet, frantically trying to retrieve it.The piece of jewelry continues to escape her grasp as June constantly pursues it.“You got to be kidding me.”Eventually, the bracelet reaches the end of the hall. Stopping against a wooden door.“Gotcha.” June said as she picked it up.”“There you are.” Madison said as she and April G caught up to her.“Sorry. I didn’t mean to leave you guys.” June said.“I get it. I had a pearl necklace that my mom gave me before she passed away.”April G said