As the barriers dropped and upon our return to campus, there was a snowball effect of everything that began to happen to us. Hardly a day or two would go by without something happening to us. That first semester was full of constant battles, attacks, and experiences from the metaphysical and astral that I am surprised how well some of us appeared to make it out of there.
Almost as soon as we returned to campus, Grace began noticing a great deal of new activity. Kim, Grace, and I all decided to evening Mass when we got back. We sat through a decent chunk of it before Grace began to get sick. She has always felt ill when demons are around and as this wasn’t the first time she had been attacked at Mass over the years at the school, it wasn’t wholly unusual. She left quickly though before she could receive Communion though. I made sure, upon her request before she left, to bring her communion.
Back in our room our little coven began discussing what was going on already. We had previously learned from Phoebe’s revelation the previous Spring, that the main demon on campus had been responsible in the past for Grace’s torment and having nearly possessed our friend Chris. This same demon was going to be receiving a power up and hierarchical change in the coming weeks as well. Megan, Anael, and Phoebe had discovered this very recently, so we started to realize that our good ol’ Cousin It, as Megan had nicknamed it, was responsible for the attack on Grace that evening during Mass and that he would probably continuously be ordering attacks on all of us now that the barriers had been removed for the Powers That Be’s experiment.
Because of all of this and our desire to protect those on campus who knew little to nothing about this stuff, we decided to create a barrier around the building Cousin It resided. The very house that had once been an infirmary during a flu outbreak in the early 1900s where many students had died. The very house where a priest discovered a sick, young girl had been possessed by this very same demon and where her exorcism took place and failed. This building had been Cousin It’s headquarters for over hundred years and had caused a great deal of misery already for my friends and I.
The idea was that the barrier we would create would seal him inside the building and then also prevent him from sending orders out to the other demons and minions that were on campus. Without someone to lead them more directly, they wouldn’t be nearly as effective in their attacks, or so we assumed. This was one reason we needed and wanted the archangels to help us. Each would watch and protect us while also helping by sending the extra energy we would need. While I was originally meant to have Gabriel do this for me, his attitude on our first meeting prevented him from being paired with any of us and thus Cassiel was paired with me, Michael with Grace, Sariel with Phoebe, Uriel with Nicole, Raphael with Megan, and Raguel with Carol.
We made the plan that as each of us had developed an elemental ability we would push that energy into and around the building late at night while the majority of campus was already in bed and asleep. Phoebe and her bound angel Clio would be on the West side/back of the building that faced the main guy’s dorm with me. Since Clio was primarily air with her energy, it worked well paired with me who manifested my energy was electricity. Grace and Megan with Anael were paired on the front side of the building facing East and the large field in front of the chapel. Both Grace and Megan were primarily earth based in their energy at that time. Nicole was going to take the two sides of the building with her water energy and running back and forth between the two sides. And Carol was going to walk around the perimeter of the yard reciting the Lord’s Prayer and the Red Legion Prayer in Latin she learned especially for this ritual. She had also learned to create holy water and was going to use that to sprinkle on the ground as a more physical outline for the barrier.
The plan was solid. We closed down our coffee house in the chapel basement and stayed down there until we knew most people had left and made it home to their dorms. We had started to realize that my energy acted like a battery and amplifier for others. It served as a bit of a power up. We sat there in a circle on the floor of our coffee house and held hands and focused on raising our energy. Phoebe’s Pagan background helped us in our energy work at that moment. I remember Grace asking me to focus more and pull my energy forward even more before we were deemed ready to go.
We marched out to the building from the chapel basement exit. Grace and Ana/Megan split to stand before the front door and Nicole stood before the one side wall facing the parking lot while Clio/Phoebe and I made our way to stand before the back door. Carol had found a place between Grace and Nicole to help signal the start of everything.
I remember hearing them, even from the other side, and rushing forward to push my energy into the door with Clio/Phoebe. We shifted to the walls at another point and I remember my hands feeling like the stone bricks were cutting into me. I could hear Carol as she swung around on each lap around the house saying the prayers and sprinkling holy water. I remember turning my head at one point and seeing a figure walking the road. It looked so familiar, like our friend Jeff, and I worried about what would happen if he saw us. But I had to push it aside and looked back at the building instead. I never really knew if it had been him walking that night or if it was just my own imagination or something the demons were projecting to distract me.
Suddenly, Clio and I heard a yell from the other side and went running with Nicole to meet Grace and Ana needing help as Cousin It began rampaging the front door to escape. Carol came up as well and we all pushed our energy into the door. I felt so worn out suddenly and Grace then ordered Nicole, Carol and Phoebe/Clio to run me back to the protection of our coffee house. Grace and Ana/Megan were close behind though as our barrier was complete and the demons attacking would be left in the hands of the archangels. I remember, with Nicole and Phoebe on either side of me that I felt like my feet barely touched the ground, almost as if I was flying rather than running with them.
When we were all assembled back in the coffee house, we closed the door and pretty much everyone collapsed on the floor. Grace was bleeding from a metaphysical wound and Ana was as well. My hands felt burnt. As we composed ourselves, we ran through the events a little more. Gabriel, in a battle lust, began attacking any and every demon he saw, but had also inadvertently stabbed Ana as well with his poisoned tipped sword. Raphael was busy healing her and the rest of us as well. Grace burned her hands metaphysically to what would equate to 4th degree burns and a demon spawn (these wormy like creatures) thrown into her feet and chest. She had a gaping chest and back wound in her metaphysical/astral body. Nicole and I suffered minor metaphysical burns and cuts while Clio ended up with a spawn in her thigh. Carol was uninjured but Megan, with her clairaudience ended up being telepathically and empathically connected to Cousin It and would suffer his pain over the next few days until we managed to severe their connection.
We succeeded in what we had aimed to do. Cousin It was imprisoned in his own outpost. He couldn’t send out orders for attack or anything. And he was in pain from all the energy we had pushed into the building. I remember later, someone said that the static electricity I pushed in there made it so that every little movement caused him pain and a nasty shock. And while we came out of it with injuries and pain, we accomplished something rather big for our first coven battle. Things looked like it would turn out well if we worked together as a team like this every time. Of course, none of us really took into account what the psychological effects of it all would be in the end.
“It was a lie when they smiled and said, you won’t feel a thing/ And as we ran from the cops, we laughed so hard it would sting” ~from “Disenchanted” by My Chemical Romance