Kat Blackthorne - Come For A Spell

Both hard work and elusive. They each evaded me. Some of my sisters in The Moon Halo Coven worked with sex magic. Some witches could cast a spell with their pleasure. I wanted to be a sex witch. The few orgasms Id had were... well, Im not even sure if they were officially that. When I asked my fellow witches, they only laughed and said if I didnt think it was, then it probably wasnt. Id taken part in sex rituals, Id had sex with women, men, witches, and even a pirate once. The experience was enjoyable, but not like what others experienced. Maybe I was broken.

But it didnt matter because it was my favorite night of the year. The night where the dead walked amongst us, the veil was thin, the air crisp and tinted with pumpkin and smoke. Halloween. And being that Ash Grove was boring as fuck every month of the year aside from October... I was dying to party at Hallows Fest.

I pulled the strings of my black leather corset overtop my dark purple dress. Hell, I even wore a witch hat and knee-high boots. I gingerly clutched my fingers around my broom handle and made to step outside of Magia Eclectics when a voice me made me cringe. Merimange, where are you going?

At least it wasnt Marcelene, our covens crone, that caught me sneaking out. I was just going to patrol the perimeter of the town by sky, Elora. Shed been a High Priestess for all of a month and thought she could boss me around already. I knew I was supposed to stay for an all coven meeting but with how the crones went on and on... Id be here all night and miss out on Hallows Fest on Halloween.

Elora turned a crystal ball slightly on its stand before using her long sleeve to buff out her fingerprints. Her hair was spiked in a pointed black mohawk and I noticed what looked like a fresh tattoo peaking out from the neck of her robes. Ugh, now Im lusting after my high priestess who is decidedly trying to sour my fun. Sorry love, but you have to stay. We all do.

Why?

There are new threats on the town this evening and with the veil being thin... we already had a legion of filth here a few weeks ago. Unfortunately, that means we have to perform spell work for at least twelve hours.

Twelve hours! Thats all of Halloween! Why cant Marcelene do it? Shes like, so old and so powerful. Anger and disappointment raced through me. I did not want to spend my Halloween locked in the caves below the magic shop chanting with the dusty old crones all night.

Elora crossed the distance. Marcelene and the crones are going to Hallows. Someone had a vision of a great evil there tonight. I think its best if you sit this Halloween out and contribute to the work of Moon Halo. She put a hand on my shoulder. Theres no telling what evil lurks in the forest right now.

There it was. The gentle patronization. They all thought I was a child. Just because I was twenty-one, and they ranged from twenty-five to like... a thousand, didnt mean I was a baby. My powers needed some fine tuning, but I was strong and I could take care of myself.

I had to play it cool. Elora was an elemental, and not a psychic witch, thank goddess, so she couldnt read my mind. But who knew what abilities we all hid from each other? Our coven were notoriously secretive. I sighed. Youre right... I will sacrifice my selfish desires for the good of the coven and Ash Grove.

Elora smiled and checked her watch. I will sing your praises to Marcelene when I see her. Now lets head downstairs

Oh no, I gasped, putting a hand to my mouth. Percy.

What about him?

I cant leave him alone for twelve hours, hes blind. Please, I must go fetch him.

The High Priestess narrowed her eyes and fidgeted a tongue over her silver lip ring. Straight to the house and back, no stopping, got it?

I lifted my broom. Ill fly. Itll be super fast. Dont wait for me, Ill join in quietly.

Eloras mouth tensed as I ducked out the door, the plastic grim reaper laughing behind me like he knew exactly what my game was. Oh, like you wouldnt do the same?

My coven was great, it really was, but they all took themselves so seriously. There was always some great doom looming overhead that only we could contend with. Dude, I wanted to party with vampires; I wanted to find that hot pirate guy from last year; I wanted to dance my ass off. Some crones complained that The Halloween Boys were playing at the festival. Id never heard them play, and Id only ever heard whispers about how evil they were and to steer clear. That was fine by mebut I knew evil beings could shred a fucking guitar, and I wasnt about to miss it.

I straddled my broom and kicked my heels. Floating through the air effortlessly, a small laugh left my throat. Goddess, flying never got old. Maybe I couldnt control the weather, or tell the future, or create gardens with my touch, but damn if I couldnt fly like a hawk. My story To Elora wasnt all a lie, I needed to fetch Percy.

I arrived at the big creaky house, which was like, a sorority of witches. Us single folk lived in one big cantankerous house that liked to randomly shuffle rooms and lock doors. Thankfully, it was in a good mood today. I climbed over pumpkins, so man god damn pumpkins, on my walk through the yard and up the porch stairs. The front door swung open with a flourish. Thank you housey-house, I purred.

The sight of someone unfamiliar startled me as I stopped in front of the kitchen. Felix? Y-youre

Bald? Yes, I noticed. And I have whiskers, too. They replied, spooning colorful cereal into their mouth. I wanted cat ears... I dont know where the spell went wrong, they sighed. Why are you here? Isnt everyone supposed to be at Magia fighting the big bad powers that be?

I loved Felix. They were irreverent and didnt take life, or magic, too seriously.

Im fetching Percy, I said in air quotes.

Felix chuckled, putting their bowl in the sink. By that you mean sneaking into Hallows, dont you?

Please, please, please dont tell. Ill give you flying lessons for a month.

Their green eyes twinkled. You know Ill cover for you Merimange. Just be careful. Not to be a stuffy old crone, but it does feel... odd tonight.

Yeah, yeah. Ill be careful. Arent you going?

Im not going to Magia or Hallows tonight. Elora took pity on me and my lack of hair and said I could stay here. Or maybe she didnt want my shitty magic.

I scurried over the green and yellow seventies tile and gave Felix a hug. Dont say that. Your magic is just fine. I think you look hot bald. It really brings out your eyes and the whiskers.

They snorted. Cat ears would have been cooler.

Next time.

I turned to leave before they stopped me. Oh, Percy is right over there, on the faucet.

Thanking them, I went and carefully unfurled my garter snake from around the water spout. Youre such a good little familiar, even if Marcelene says you arent a familiar, just a blind snake.