she began communicating with a man called Badrick.
"The headaches began when I was quite young, but I didn't learn to control them until I was 20. It was then that I began to have the visions of the young man. He too was trapped in chains in a dark place surrounded by evil. It took a while but eventually we managed to actually converse, strangely enough through space and time. He told me his name was Badrick and he was just a normal man. I didn't quite believe that, of course. I think he had a secret of some kind. But that secret he took to his grave. But anyway, he had been born, grew up and lived in England with his young wife, two daughters and a son. One day he was working the fields when he saw a strange light. When he walked towards it, he was sucked into it and when he woke up he was chained to the wall of a dark cave. He told me he felt like he was deep underground. There were others chained there too and every now and again, the beasts would come and take one away. I never found out what the beasts were doing to them, whether they feasted upon those poor souls or killed for entertainment. Badrick did not know until... until they took him and once they did, I never heard from him again. I know deep down they killed him."
With eyes wide open with shock, Lilly asked, "But who are these beasts?"
Millicent closed her eyes once more, looking out the window again to calm her.
"Nephilim. They were the Nephilim."
Moira and Ruby gasped in unison.
"Nephilim," said Monty, "I thought they were just mythical creatures?" he asked.
"I used to think witches and vampires were mythical creatures. How wrong was I?" replied Lilly without thinking.
"The Nephilim are real. They are most definitely real."
"But what are they?" said December sleepily, who had been listening to everything with her eyes tightly closed.
"The creatures I've read about are the offspring of demons who mated with women. It is believed they were cast to the depths of the earth where they've been trapped for thousands of years. However, over time they have continued to try to lure men and women into their grasp so they can have their fun with them before they cast them aside."
"But that's just myth though, right?" asked Lilly, confused.
"That's what I thought until Millicent told us otherwise. Are these the same creatures, Millicent?"
Looking across at her family and friends, the young woman sighed, "I'm afraid to say so, but yes, these are one and the same. These mythical creatures you speak of are the Nephilim."
"But how do they lure their prey?" asked an intrigued Ruby.
"Badrick told me he saw this strange light and he went into it. That is all I know."
"So, a kind of vortex, then?" asked Moira, fiddling with the ring on her finger nervously.
Millicent nodded, "quite possibly, yes."
"So now we just need to figure out who this man is and how we can rescue him," said December as she sat up, looking straight at Millicent who patted her on the hand with a smile.
"You mean, if we can rescue him," added Ruby quietly.
CHAPTER NINE
"Who is Vivian, Jack?" asked a startled Zalea as both he and Gwynethea opened their eyes simultaneously.
"She's the woman who ruined my life. She killed my wife and teenage daughter and put a spell on me before kidnapping me and my newborn baby. She kept me trapped for years and I couldn't do a thing. Not a damn thing about it..." Jack said before he broke down and sobbed for what seemed like hours.
Gwynethea and Zalea just sat beside him, letting him release the intense grief that had been locked within him for so long.
Eventually, he could cry no more and he looked into the flames, "I need to find my daughter. I need to find Lilly."
"We will do everything we can to help you, Jack. But for now, I suggest you get some sleep. You must be exhausted after such an intense experience."
He nodded and yawned at the same time.
"And it wasn't so long ago you nearly died, remember? You're still not as strong as you could be.
"The headaches began when I was quite young, but I didn't learn to control them until I was 20. It was then that I began to have the visions of the young man. He too was trapped in chains in a dark place surrounded by evil. It took a while but eventually we managed to actually converse, strangely enough through space and time. He told me his name was Badrick and he was just a normal man. I didn't quite believe that, of course. I think he had a secret of some kind. But that secret he took to his grave. But anyway, he had been born, grew up and lived in England with his young wife, two daughters and a son. One day he was working the fields when he saw a strange light. When he walked towards it, he was sucked into it and when he woke up he was chained to the wall of a dark cave. He told me he felt like he was deep underground. There were others chained there too and every now and again, the beasts would come and take one away. I never found out what the beasts were doing to them, whether they feasted upon those poor souls or killed for entertainment. Badrick did not know until... until they took him and once they did, I never heard from him again. I know deep down they killed him."
With eyes wide open with shock, Lilly asked, "But who are these beasts?"
Millicent closed her eyes once more, looking out the window again to calm her.
"Nephilim. They were the Nephilim."
Moira and Ruby gasped in unison.
"Nephilim," said Monty, "I thought they were just mythical creatures?" he asked.
"I used to think witches and vampires were mythical creatures. How wrong was I?" replied Lilly without thinking.
"The Nephilim are real. They are most definitely real."
"But what are they?" said December sleepily, who had been listening to everything with her eyes tightly closed.
"The creatures I've read about are the offspring of demons who mated with women. It is believed they were cast to the depths of the earth where they've been trapped for thousands of years. However, over time they have continued to try to lure men and women into their grasp so they can have their fun with them before they cast them aside."
"But that's just myth though, right?" asked Lilly, confused.
"That's what I thought until Millicent told us otherwise. Are these the same creatures, Millicent?"
Looking across at her family and friends, the young woman sighed, "I'm afraid to say so, but yes, these are one and the same. These mythical creatures you speak of are the Nephilim."
"But how do they lure their prey?" asked an intrigued Ruby.
"Badrick told me he saw this strange light and he went into it. That is all I know."
"So, a kind of vortex, then?" asked Moira, fiddling with the ring on her finger nervously.
Millicent nodded, "quite possibly, yes."
"So now we just need to figure out who this man is and how we can rescue him," said December as she sat up, looking straight at Millicent who patted her on the hand with a smile.
"You mean, if we can rescue him," added Ruby quietly.
CHAPTER NINE
"Who is Vivian, Jack?" asked a startled Zalea as both he and Gwynethea opened their eyes simultaneously.
"She's the woman who ruined my life. She killed my wife and teenage daughter and put a spell on me before kidnapping me and my newborn baby. She kept me trapped for years and I couldn't do a thing. Not a damn thing about it..." Jack said before he broke down and sobbed for what seemed like hours.
Gwynethea and Zalea just sat beside him, letting him release the intense grief that had been locked within him for so long.
Eventually, he could cry no more and he looked into the flames, "I need to find my daughter. I need to find Lilly."
"We will do everything we can to help you, Jack. But for now, I suggest you get some sleep. You must be exhausted after such an intense experience."
He nodded and yawned at the same time.
"And it wasn't so long ago you nearly died, remember? You're still not as strong as you could be.
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