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Chapter 2
In the months that followed, Thomas would set out on adventures to kill more witches. He wouldn't rest until they were all gone. Nobody should have to bury their child. Soon enough Katherine fell pregnant & Thomas decided to move the family to a nearby town for a fresh start.
Just down the road from their new home was a small family. Clarence quickly made friends with the two kids that lived there. The older of the two was named Joshua & his younger sister was named Megan. Megan often felt left out of the games since she was a girl, Clarence made sure to include her in games as much as possible because he knew she & Cassie would have been best friends. Clarence was very protective of his new brother Samuel, he promised to protect him at all costs.
No more than a year later disease spread & it claimed the life of Thaddeus Johnson, Joshua & Megan's father. It tore the kids apart, especially Megan having been so close to her father. After only a few months their mother Margaret started to show signs of the disease. She couldn't leave her children to be alone. She knew she had to do whatever it took to stay in her children's lives, she knew they couldn't handle losing both parents so young. She knew there were neighbors nearby that were suspected of practicing witchcraft. Several had been burned at the stake but knew there had to be more since more were being accused of it every day.
"I need your help." Margaret said knocking on the door of a small shack where several women regularly gathered. "Please,"
"Go away," One of them yelled.
"I know what you do & I don't like it but I need some help." She pleaded. "I give you my word that if you help me in the way I think you can I will not tell anybody of what you have been doing."
The door opened & there stood five women. "What exactly do you think we do & what do you need?"
"I think you practice the devil's work & if you do I wonder if you can help me."
"If that's what you believe we do why would you want us to help you?" One of them asked.
"My husband died of a disease a few months ago & I think I have it now. I have two young children, they need me." The women looked at each other. "Please, I'll do anything to stay with my children."
"How do you think we can help?"
"Is there anything I can do to stay alive? A spell maybe or magic elixir? I swear I will not mention to anyone about this. Nobody knows I'm sick."
"There is nothing we can do to get rid of your disease,"
"So I'm just supposed to die & leave my children to be orphans?" Margaret was in near tears.
"We can't help you but we know who can, or rather what can."
"What do you mean?"
"There is nothing we can do to get rid of the disease, but we can give you instructions on how to summon a demon."
Margaret's eyes bulged out. "A demon?"
"Believe us, a demon will help you. Come inside & we tell you how to summon one."
Against her judgement Margaret entered the shack & listened carefully as she was given the instructions on summoning a demon. She found a cross road that night & buried her belongings & waited.
"Margaret Johnson." A voice said. Margaret turned around & a man stood there. "I'm sure you're confused. I suppose you were expecting a scary creature with horns."
"I wasn't sure what to expect to be honest. How do you know my name?"
"Demons know the names of all humans. So, what can I do for you?"
"I'm sick. It's the same illness that killed my husband. I have two young children that need me."
"So you want me to cure you for your children," The demon concluded.
"Yes, can you do it?"
"I can do anything."
"Thank you," Margaret said relieved.
"You know in order for me to do this for you, you have to do something for me. Nothing is free after all."
"What do I have to do?"
"I cure you now, & in ten years I collect your soul."
"Collect my soul?"
"Hell my dear, you will go to hell."
"What?"
"Those are the rules, do you really think you can come to a demon for a favor & not pay me?"
"But going to hell?"
"It's ten years Margaret, if you don't do this you will be dead before the year is out. Take your pick, I'm sure in ten years little Megan & Joshua will be grown up enough to get by without you."
She thought it over & realized it was better than leaving her children without any parents, "Okay, I'll do it."
"Smart choice." The demon stepped closer & kissed her sealing the deal. "I'll see you in ten years." With that the demon vanished before her eyes.
When Margaret got home she could hear her children laughing & playing. "Where were you mommy?" Megan asked.
"Just taking a short walk. I'm going to get started on dinner."
"Can Clarence stay for dinner?"
"Only if it's okay with his father."
"Okay, we'll ask him. Come on Megan." Clarence took her hand & they ran off.
"Did you have fun with Clarence today Joshua?"
"I did, until Megan wanted to play with us."
"Why did the fun stop then?"
"Clarence is my best friend & Megan is stealing him from me."
"I'm sure she's not stealing him from you."
"They're in love mama."
"In love?" Margaret laughed. "They're six & seven. What do they know about love?"
"They look & smile at each other like you & father did."
Before they knew it Megan & Clarence returned. "My father said it was okay to stay for dinner."
"Okay, you three go on & play. I'll call you when dinner is ready."
"Come on Clarence, we can play house. I'll be the mother & you can be the father." Megan took his hand & they ran off again.
Joshua looked up at his mother. "I told you she was stealing him."
"Joshua, did you know that Clarence has a sister?"
"No, how come we haven't seen her?"
"Their father told me two years ago she was killed by a witch, I think that's why Clarence likes to be around Megan, he thinks she & Cassandra would have been best friends too."
"I still don't like it but if it means he will be my brother one day I suppose it is okay."
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Reviews would be greatly appreciated, also I'm aware what years the witch trials took place & what years Fergus MacLeod was alive, in this story he's already Crowley
