Grabbing The Hot Gate - Episode 4

 

Stella's parrot, Jiggs, shrieked and flapped everywhere in the house. Bits of its feathers sprinkled the room, some of them dropping on her lips. She rolled off her bed. Spitting the bits that fell into her mouth, she hurriedly switched on the light, and stood in a safe corner of her room to see Jiggs. 
'Jiggs Jiggs Shut your trap. Can't a girl sleep without your disturbance?'
Jiggs kept raving about something and she yelled for him to stop. 
'I can't get you . What's the time? It's' She glanced at her wall clock.
'They are coming. The witches are on their way here', Jiggs shrieked.
'It is 1.46a.m. What? Who? Who is coming? The Witches Oh!'
Her first reaction was to sit back and watch them crash into the mighty protection she had placed on the compound. Then, it occurred to her that no matter how deceptive her protection was, the witches would know the source. A typical Christian home is always surrounded by a type of fire that no witch can duplicate, and fierce angels, who would take it upon themselves to sometimes preach to the witches. She ran out to the sitting room, and with a wave of the hand, opened the door. She ran outside

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. In her haste, she didn't wear a slipper. The consequences of which was that she would climb the cold ground. Despite the cold rain, these witches still had longing to have a party at her house. Nigerian witches are big time fools. She waved into the sky and sent energy into the sky, destroying the protection.
 'Lucifer, I hate you', she screamed. The protection on her house took her three whole week to build. It was a special type that required a lot of sacrifices. She had done it to make every activity in her house obscure to the world. Now, the protection had to be removed because Lucifer wanted her to keep the act. Like the Christian Bible said, it is always hard to build but easy to destroy.
She rushed into her room, and glanced at Jiggs that flew right at her. With a snap of the finger, she turned it into a bible and didn't give it time to oppose. 
'Now, be useful for the first time', she mumbled. If she hadnt made it inanimate, it would have reacted. She hurriedly got down on her knees and began to pray. All alarms in her body blared as the witches landed in her compound, using the body of their familiars. They weren't knowledgeable about how to use those familiars, they only turned to their familiars in the night. They hurriedly transformed into their body, about five of them, Christiana leading the way. 
She focused on the traditional prayers that had been known to be cloaked like the Christian's prayer. Immediately they barged into her sitting room, she changed her prayer from the traditional method to ancient curses. She would have gone deeper, but she preferred the one used by the mothers of the unforgiving shed. The witches screamed immediately they heard it, and began to yell. Their noises could be heard outside the house, but she was lucky that her house was somehow secluded to the corner of the street. 
'I beckon on all the mothers of Nigeria, and Fortune City to destroy this woman. She is disturbing us with the name Jesus', Christiana shouted as she seemed to get control of herself.
Stella had to pretend as if she didn't see them. That was frustrating. She could have sent one straight plain English curse to them. But hurriedly, she sent a counter-curse to them, and Heetah surrounded her with blazing fire. Christiana, who was advancing towards her with a rusty knife that was once buried in the cave of the ghosted, yelled and crashed into the chairs. The other witches, seeing this, rallied round and burgled her outside. 
'The great one is coming. She would destroy you. She would destroy your power and the name you look up to', Christiana yelled as the others pulled her out.
They transformed into their familiars and disappeared. Stella yelled in anger and frustration that she didn't get the chance to enjoy that moment.

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. If she had been allowed to use her hands on them, they wouldnt have breath left in them anymore. She slumped into the chair that wasn't tampered with. Now, she had to rearrange the house and start her protection spell again. 
With a snap of her fingers, she turned the bible into a parrot. Jiggs complained and ranted about how cruel she was, as if she didn't know. The work the demons have left for her wasn't that much but it would have been better if she got someone to help her. She was tired because of using a lot of energy.
'Heetah, you're so useless. Simple house chore you can't do'.
He made a sound, like a leer. She hissed, crawled back to bed and checked the time. It was 1.51a.m. They didn't even spend a lot of time. The longest fight she had ever had, that had almost made her lose her life was with Nancy, and that was 50 years ago.