They were all preparing to go to the manor where there would be a witches ball held in honor of Aggatha’s birthday she would be three hundred years old. She was dressed in a long white satin gown with a high collar trimmed in lace, long sleeves and heels they had her seated at a gold throne with black velvet cushions, this way she was able to see everyone dancing.
All eight witches each wore tight fitting strapless gowns with sequins. Mystic Shadow wore black, Mystic caster wore a red gown, the other six wore either dark green, gold, dark or light blue, dark purple, or a light violet with matching heels and long formal gloves, The six witches wore pearl necklaces with matching earrings and bracelets while Mystic Shadow and Mystic caster wore diamonds.
All the warlocks wore black tuxedos with black dress shoes; their shirts were white with small ruffles and black bow ties.
Mystic caster and Lightening caster were waltzing on the ball room floor as Mystic Shadow and Murkcaster watched their little girl all grown up, they were truly proud of her.
Fierce caster asked for Mystic Shadow to waltz with him. He looked deep into her eyes, “You are my world you know this right?” he asked her placing his finger softly over her lips.” Wait let me finish, I love you Cheyenne, and one day you will be my bride because we are soul mates and are meant to be together.” He told her as she laid her head on his chest.
A single tear trickled from her eye. “Oh Roger, I have never stopped loving you through all of these years. My heart has been aching for you. “She told him looking up into his eyes.
Roger gently kissed her lips not caring that Murkcaster was watching them and fuming.
Suddenly there was a loud explosion leveling the manor with everyone inside.
Mystic caster tried to look around, but everything was all black, she kept hearing a female’s voice calling for Patty, she slowly opened her eyes, a nurse with blond hair stood over her smiling.
“Welcome back patty, you’ve been in a coma for nine months. We were hoping you’d come out of it after the birth of your son today.” The woman told her.
“Son? Where am I?” she asked feeling sore.
“Sweet heart you just gave birth to my precious grandson.” A woman with red hair and green eyes told her standing next to the nurse.” You gave mama a fright when you went into that coma right after you got pregnant.”
“Mama? What are you people talking about?” she asked not knowing who this woman was.
“Well here’s your hubby he can tell you all about it.” The nurse said as she stepped a side so her husband could stand next her bed.
She looked at him in shock not believing what she was seeing or hearing as she looked at Chadwick standing there. He leaned over kissing her lips.
“Patty you gave me the scare of my life when you went into that coma.” He said kissing her again.” but the doctor told me you would come out of it as soon as the baby was born and you did sweetheart.” He said smiling down at her.
“Here is your son Patty.” The nurse came into the room holding the infant then putting him in her arms.
She looked down at the child, he was very precious, but this woman was not her mother, her mother was Mystic Shadow, her father was Murkcaster who vanquished Chadwick and she was a powerful witch herself. What is going on? she thought to herself.” where is my father?” she asked the people standing around her.
“Honey your daddy Alex died three years ago don’t you remember?” her mother asked.
“No I don’t remember, my mother’s name is Mystic Shadow, my father is Murkcaster and he killed you!” she said looking at Chadwick.
“Well Chadwick looks awful alive to me.” Her mother told her laughing.
“You were probably hallucinating while you were in the coma. Now lets put this hungry boy on your breast so he can eat.” The nurse told her.
Patty could not breast feed, the nurse reassured her it happens a lot that mother’s cannot nurse.
Three months after being home, she still remembered her life as a witch and Lightening caster her love. That night Chadwick had her wear a sheer white gown showing every inch of her body. She looked as if she never had a child. He made love to her caressing her breast making her cringe when he touched her. He sensed she was not receptive of him, he tried everything to bring her passions out, but nothing happened. He took her roughly while she lay beneath him crying. He lay on top of her with his eyes closed breathing heavy from his orgasm. Maybe I did just dream all of that stuff about witches and warlocks she thought to herself. Closing her eyes, she remembered the manor exploding at the ball. Was it or wasn’t it real? She thought to herself as she fell off to sleep.
The next day she tried to use her magic, but nothing happened when she tried to levitate the lamp. She heard the baby crying.” God what is wrong with me? I feel nothing for this child!” she said aloud as she stood looking down into the bassinet.
“You will in time.” Chadwick told her standing behind her wrapping his arms around her waist kissing her neck.
“Why did I not have breast milk if I gave birth to this child?” she asked him.
“You’re starting that stuff again?” he asked getting agitated with her.” I don’t want to hear it anymore!” he yelled at her.
“Then don’t listen!” She yelled back at him.