The Sacred Six

Meet the Seven Sons

"Come here Stone." Adawulf pulled his twin flame to the side, where they were secluded. "about tonight, I want to show you something." Adawulf reached for his bag, and pulled a large book. "carte de profeții?" Stone asked, "It means the book of prophecies in Romanian. When I was in the library the other day, I found this. I swear I've never seen this book before and I have read maybe all the books in that library, but I had never seen this book before. I swear I know that library as if there was a map on the back of my hand." "I know you're telling me the truth babe but what does it say?" "Stone, it prophecizes that one of you will die in the attack of the sacred sons." A tear rolls down Adawulfs face, "But this is just a book? So we don't know this for sure, do we?" Stone asked embracing Adawulf in a hug. "That's the thing. This book is dated back to the first witch hunt that happened in Salem. Prophecies from the 1800, and I've researched the previous prophecies and they have come true." A sigh left Stones body, "we need to tell my siblings." "I don't think that it's a good idea." "Why so?" "Because this, right where we are standing, away from your sisters and brother earshot. It was prophecized." He opened the book and showed that part to Stone. Stone's face went pale. "I believe that our outcomes are changing. I've heard of it before. This book is a grimoire, of a powerful witch. I think someone left it there for me to find. It's called an everchanging grimoire. If we tell the siblings, then the fate can change." "But if we say quiet one of us can die. I mean time is running out..." "Not if I rewrite the book." "But that is still a consequence.  Magic like that comes with a price Adawulf. We all know this." " I know but it's a consequence we will have to take. I will find a solution." "I don't understand, surely the consequence of telling them would be as great as if you were to rewrite a section of a great witch's grimoire?" "Please Trust me Stone. I will find a solution. One that won't seem so treacherous  ." Stone nodded and embraced Adawulf in a comforting hug. "Time is running out, you all must rest to conserve your energies." Areson announces, "Come, Adawulf, we are leaving to go home in a bit. It's best that we leave the sacred six. We will be back as soon as this is over." Areson added, "I'm not leaving." Adawulf frowned, "You most certainly are. This is not your fight." "Yes it is, it would be cowardly to run away. I am a part of this whether or not you think I am. I am part of the sacred six and so are all of the twin flames. We will fight together. It's the only way." "I don't want to have this discussion with you." "Then answer me this. Your coven, consisting of Amythst and Collen. Rowena and Lysander, and mom. Would you have fought with them?" "That is not the same." "It is, and your answer is?" "Yes, I would have." "So I'm fighting with my coven and if you can not accept it, well then it's best you leave alone," Adawulf said. "You know I can't do that!" "Well, then I guess you will also be staying and fighting. The more the merrier, get some rest dad, it's going to be a long night." Adawulf said sarcastically. Areson turned on his heels and left, the tension in the air as thick as smog. The siblings hardly spoke in that time alone. They retreated to their beds. In deep thought. Thinking of the outcome, will they survive will they get out of this safely. It was a harrowing thought.

An hour and a half had passed and Areson returned, "it's almost time for the witching hour guys. You need to get ready." "Where is this all happening?" Demi asked, "On the main field near the forest, I assume, it's where the Eclipse is in full view."

"We are here, we are ready!" Gaia said out of breath, standing next to Calypso and Mason, and Maddox. Gaia ran to Rowan, holding him close, and Calypso held on to Demetria. "What are you doing here Mr. Coban?" Stone smiled, knowing exactly the reason. "I'm here to fight, with my twin flame." He moved towards Pagan, "Are you being serious? Why don't you guys tell me anything!?" Rowan huffed surprised, "cause you are Rowan. And no one tells Rowan anything besides Phoenix." Stone laughed, Mason came into view and Rowan frowned. "I thought to were done with us. Why are you here?" He asked, "it's my fight too. Besides, I love your sister, and I'm here for her protection, not yours." "Let's get one thing straight.  If you are not by her side or behind her, you must get out of her way." "Why do you think I'm here?" Mason responded, looking frustrated, " okay can we not fight over nonsense? I mean, you know, conserve energy and s**t?" Stone asked interrupting. Just before the two could respond, Areson announced that it was time to go.

They made their way through the courtyard and over to the open ground beside the forest.

The seven sons stood about three feet apart, from each other. In order, they started from the oldest to the youngest. The two oldest looked like twins, although the siblings had never seen them before. They looked similar to their siblings.

They were all looking at their grimoires reading from it in sequence and when the sacred six arrived they all looked up from their books and closed it. "What took you so long?" Crowley spat. "We are patiently awaiting your arrival." He added, smiling wickedly.

"Just give it up now Crowley, we can sort this out between us." Demetria reasoned, "Are you even in the right frame of mind? This is our destiny! We need to fight! You see it's the fight of the fittest. Eat or be eaten, and what my father has promised us, well, let's just say it's worth fighting for!" he answered and all of his siblings agreed. "Wait, where is the other one? Mason? Mas... wheres that w***e of yours?" Crowley asked looking at Mason for answers. "She is not a w***e! I can show you what a w***e looks like!" Rowan shouted giving him the reaction he wanted. "Trinity,  I mean how could you?!" Mason asked disgusted by his friend, "Oh come on Mas, you know I've always been in it to win it. Our plan originally was to get to Phoenix, to make her ours. Between myself, Evander and Rune, we were going to fight for her. It was fathers plan from the beginning to make her our bride, between the three of us. As she was our strongest contender. But between you and the rest of the mystery gang, we couldn't get to her. So I had to play against her. If she wasn't going to be with us, we had to fight against her. And now where is she? Not even here to play the game. It seems the strongest is actually the weakest link..." she spat out. "She's not the weakest link..." Mason responded. "Where is she then?" She asked again. "That's none of your business!" Rowan responded feeling his anger rise and the blood rush to his head. "Why waste time? Let's get on with it then?" Crowley said, he snapped his fingers, and suddenly behind them, reaching deep into the forest that laid archers behind them, appeared hundreds of demons and wicked witches. All in a position to fight. The siblings and their twin flames looked between each other, knowing that they were outnumbered. Knowing that they were about to die, but they knew that they weren't going down without a fight!