"Yessssssssss! Yessssssssss! COME FOR ME! ALL OF EWE!"
If this was the end of Belltower Virginia it was going out in style. Whatever was possessing the poor girl Ewing Lambert was doing it in such a fashion that it was terrifyingly erotic. An immoral gangbang of beasts and beauties was breathtaking with an eerie lightshow that lit up the entire cemetery. Even the barrier sigils were flickering on the ground as if being absorbed of their potency. Ghosts, perhaps souls lost already, were being consumed as if sucked directly into Ewing. Thus, feeding the two Baphomet's dueling as they fucked the throats of both poor defenseless Ewing and mentally ruined Felicia Wolfe. Even the Baphomet's were channeling light, their horns, eyes and even the veins within their massive cocks were surging a bright yellow glow. Anyone living within a 66-mile radius was feeling depleted as if the very life was sucking out of them. Not good!
"ERIN!" Kyra Whimsey hugged her bestie as if it were the very last time. Perhaps it was! "I love you girl. Never forget that." She was losing hope. With the sigils that were once adorning their arms now gone the both of them felt as if they were powerless. Rico Montoya tried hard to remove his sister Isabel, with the ghost Vienna Edwards within her. Even the sigil they shared that locked them to one another was gone, his steel set of hand cuffs corroding and becoming dust to his shock. He could no longer see or hear his mother to know where she might be, for all he knew she was one of the graveyard spirits losing their home in fueling the creature that was Ewing Lambert.
Astral bodies of witches were fortunate to evade the succubus situation of stealing souls. Their physical bodies were still outside the barrier although even that was weakening. The remaining three witches who were still mobile outside that barrier were trying hard to keep it from dissipating entirely and taking the countryside with it. Once that barrier was 100% gone, so were they. There simply wasn't any full proof plan, no solid answers. The witches inside could not voice incantations without ghost hosts. No solid ghosts to occupy without Erin and Kyra's help it was simply a waiting to die situation. Even Erin's magic stone Gemma was barely flickering blue but trying to be of service. It was going to take a miracle to survive the next few hours. Hope was fading fast.
"I love you too Whimsey." Erin held her friends' hand, Gemma with her other. Looking out over the beastly pumping station Erin met eyes with Ian Flynn who had been trying hard to separate the Baphomet's from their ewes. As strong as he was, he was not mighty enough. Calling out to his sister Ingrid telepathically halted a lovely first date between she and the now perfectly normal Janice Stone. Forced to end their 69 delight Ingrid crawled off and told Janice to remain in her mother's grave where she might at least have a chance. Crawling up the six-foot hole's dirt sides meant semi burying poor Janice in a waterfall of soil. Not fun!
Racing across the vibrational plain of the cemetery Ingrid assumed her own werewolf form and went racing by Erin and Kyra in attack mode, joining forces with Ian to attack Lucas Ramsey, he the Baphomet feeding Ewing, or vice versa. It was truly hard to tell. Between both of them the goat was wavering some. There were no other sources of bodily help outside of Erin, Kyra, Rico, and Scooby Boo. The Great Dane Boo, with the spirit of Erin's father Ben Parrish within him they resisted as hard as they could to avoid being sucked away with the torrent of former residents. What intrigued Erin as she constantly scanned about for ideas was the fact Brimley Stone inside her dog Cotton kept staring at the opened trailer doors to the Shepard's lair. It was as if she could see something within. That or the scent of saltwater coming from it was entrancing her.
"Rico?" Erin yelled at him. "See if you can move that trailer. There must be some connection to it still after that cryptid walked out. If you can move that and make any kind of difference, we might be able to drag this Ram session apart."
Rico wanted to reach his sister glued to the body of Felicia Wolfe, but the Shepard wouldn't have it. A sudden decision made he ran for the van that the trailer was still hooked up to. Climbing in to find the key still in the ignition he huffed a "Hell yes!" and started it up. In gear he pulled as far away as the barrier around the cemetery would allow. It was enough to reveal to the Belltower police force and the family Lambert what was going on behind the former obstruction.
The Shepard felt pain at the van moving, it was obvious in his bays. Unable to abandon the train of absorption now that it was started all he could do was cry out in agony. "He must be bonded to it. Kyra? Try and move the GTO maybe it will do the same to the other Baphomet." Kyra released her grip and bolted for the car. Just like the Shepard the key was left in the ignition. While backing the GTO up it didn't seem to have the same effect on its owner.
A different kind of lightshow emerged on the other side of the weakening barrier. Erin scanned a complete circle of it and noted new arrivals. "Who are these people?" A good guess led to what looked like spellcasting, hands whipping about and chants on the outside going unheard. "More covens. They must be here as backup. I wish I could hear you Agnes, for advice." No reply! However, her wish was fulfilled through another.
"Erin Parrish!" The cryptid on top of Ewing spoke even with a missing jawline, it was a cross between a baying lamb and a female's voice.
"Abigail?" With the succubus melded to the carcass of the skinned lamb, her pentagram swiping souls as fast as it could, Erin could hear the girl chanting. Even in her predicament she was trying to fight back. Goddess love that girl! "How can I help Abigail?"
"Wand!"
"The double dildo?" Close enough! It was two Ram's heads at the end of a metal rod that was also glowing yellow in the runes forged within it. Diving in to try and remove it from the ewes squeezing cunts she simply wasn't strong enough to tug it free. Not only that but her palms were getting burnt by the heat it was giving off. "I can't hold onto it." The savage snarling of the werewolves tearing at Lucas Ramsey wasn't helping her concentration. Looking about for help she sought out Rico who seemed affixed on the opened trailer right alongside the poodle Cotton. "What are they looking at?"
Another glance toward the police outside the barrier she saw the burley Belltower cop Eerie Barker ramming his squad car into the barrier, but it was only damaging the vehicle. Officer Angela Dare was keeping Ewing Lambert's parents from harm as best she could with Chief Fiona Waddle's help. That just left Officer Dreyfus Bodine pacing the barrier all alone, watching, looking almost pissed at the world and throwing a tantrum. "What's with Dreyfus? He looks as if he's fuming. I've never seen him have a temper before now."
"Familiar!" Abigail hissed! "Come to me!"
"How can he with the barrier?" Erin asked aloud as Scooby Ben was hurled aside by the Shepard. Dad was trying that's for certain. Noting Isabel's lower back glowing white Erin bulged her eyes, "What now?" Standing to examine it, she realized that her ghostly lover William back at Souillon had left that mark on her, but it had evolved into a pentagram similar to Abigail's. The only thing was, it was in the shape of a star, a mirror version of the cryptids. "Is that you God? Counter attacking to help us?" Erin looked to the sky. She no more than asked that question and the barrier shimmered and faltered. A few witches were able to pierce the habitat. Not only that but astral bodies were reclaiming their helpless shells and animating once again. Now they could add to the spellcasting and double their efforts. Anything that could help was well received.
Turning her attention back on Ewing Lambert she noticed the cryptid was trying to peel itself from her flesh exposing the girl's chest. Grossed out at the monster cock in Ewing's overly stretched jaws and throat, she could see Baphomet Ramsey's humongous dick worming its way inside Ewing's chest cavity almost appearing as if it were titty fucking her from the inside. How that did not kill the girl was anyone's guess. Mysticism had to be the savior. The runes all over Ewing's body seemed to protect her, even healing her somehow the more souls that entered her body. Erin prayed her own soul wouldn't abandon her being so close, but it was the dead that seemed to be suffering the exit strategy from this world.
With the barrier flickering off and on she heard a loud rumble and the ground trembling. "What the hell now?" Eyes bulging once she saw what was coming, Erin jumped up and ran for the hills. Safety at least.
Charging across the grass was of all things a raging bull the size of an SUV. Headed straight for the Shepard's back, head lowered to gore the goat with massive glowing horns she crossed her fingers it was on the side of the angels. Even Ian and Ingrid took refuge running to Erin's side as if guard dogs. She did pat Ian on the head. "Good boy!" Slight whimper!
The bull collided with a new barrier, this one erected around the Shepard. Dazed by the impact and shaking its head the bull fell over and reverted to human form. "Dreyfus? Holy fuck!"
"Familiar!" Abigail hissed again then found Ewing Lambert's hand extending out to palm the cryptid's skull. A scream from within channeled all the way through the wand and into Felicia Wolfe, inevitably Isabel and Vienna sharing in that scream. Not only that but a baby could be heard crying. Erin heard another roar coming out of nowhere and saw the GTO barreling across the grass avoiding tombstones as best she could. Kyra was trying to ram Lucas from behind with his own car. Again, a personal barrier smashed the front end of the car. Luckily Kyra had jumped out to safety rolling across the grass before the impact.
"KYRRRRRRRRA!" Erin moved between the wolves and ran to her besties aid finding her okay, simply dazed and praying. "No speaking in tongues I might like it too much. You, okay?" A flipped finger Kyra sat up and dusted herself off. "Where's Janice going?" Erin turned to watch Janice walking toward Ewing only to stand over the ewes and look over all involved. What interested her most was Felicia Wolfe, kneeling to look at the girl from the side. Erin and Kyra hopped up and darted over to join her.
