The Salem Mystique

High school is over and so is summer. It's
time for Billie and her friends to go to college.
As intended, Billie attends Salem Community
College with Riley and what secrets is Salem
hiding behind closed doors?
As Billie prepares for her first Samhain Ritual, she is
distracted by more than homework and family feuds. Two
mysterious German brothers show up in Salem, armed to the teeth.
Even with every faithful Witches eye upon them, she cannot rest
until she finds out their reason for being there.

A time for action is called as a small child is hurt and her
cousin, Rowanne, goes missing. Are the brothers to blame? And
why do these terrible things happen on and around the full moon?

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13. Return of Rowanne

Torsten entered his brothers’ cell number into my own and hit the dial button before both Ulric and I came close enough to listen to the call.

“Dietrich?” Torsten asked as his brother answered.

“Torsten?  Where are you?” Dietrich asked.

Taking the cell from Torsten I answered, “You are speaking to Billie Black.  I believe you’ll remember me, I’m the one you zapped with an illegal tazer a few nights ago.”

“Why are you with my brother?” he asked urgently.

“Well, seeing as you took my cousin I figured why not take your brother?  An eye for an eye.” I lied.  “If you want to see your brother again you’d better bring my cousin unharmed to the spot where you kidnapped her in one hour.”

“I already told you.  You don’t see your cousin again until you bring me her father.”

“I’m here.” Ulric said into the mouthpiece.  Dietrich was silent so Ulric went on, “If you don’t do exactly as Miss Black instructs you’ll never see your brother again.”

“If you hurt him…” Dietrich began.

“Who said anything about hurting him?” Ulric snapped back.  “I can do far worse things to your brother than hurt him.  You bring Rowanne exactly as my niece has instructed you.  If you try to flee, kill my daughter or hurt anyone else I can assure you that I will hunt you to your grave.  Is that understood?”

“Yes.  One hour in Winter Island.  I will bring your daughter unharmed and you will bring me my brother.”  Dietrich demanded before ending the call.

“Well, that was productive.” I said halfheartedly.

“I don’t understand why you didn’t tell my brother that I came to you willingly.” Torsten said.

“It’s simple, if he thinks you’re working with us, working against him, he could hurt Rowanne or worse, kill her.” I explained.

“Oh, I see.”

“All you have to do is play along until she is safely away from him.  Then we can take him to the police.”

“You ought to take me with him.” he said under his breath.

“Absolutely not!” Ulric argued.  “None of this is your fault, son.  When Rowanne is where she belongs and Dietrich is where he belongs then I’m sure there something the Witches can do to clear your name if there are any allegations against you.”

 

For most of the hour we tried to convince Torsten not to give himself in before he pointed out that we ought to get to Winter Island before Dietrich does in case he attempts to set up traps.  I grabbed a small back pack and filled with a few Rowanne’s clothes and some food in case they had starved her while held hostage.  Again it didn’t take long for us to drive to the outskirts of Winter Island where we were all prepared with necessary weapons should we come to blows with Torsten’s hostile brother.

 

The birds sang high in the trees as they soaked up the first few rays of sunlight as they hit the towering trees.  Accompanied by Riley, Willem, Faith, Leonard, Torsten and Ulric we waited in the clearing as the werewolves hid in wolf form close by.  Silently we waited for Dietrich to arrive yet all we heard was the twitter of the birds or the sigh of the wind, no crunch on fallen leaves, no scattering of stones and so sign whatsoever that Dietrich was here.  Almost half an hour later we finally heard the telltale signs of someone approaching from the south.  Dietrich stepped forth from between two wide trees with Rowanne in wolf form on a chain leash as if she were a dog and not a wild dangerous and deadly animal.

“That’s close enough.” I said when he was about ten yards or so from us.  “Take her chain off and let her come to us.”

Dietrich vigilantly did as I said and when she was free Rowanne turned round and growled at him.  Dietrich with shaking hands withdrew a pistol and pointed it at her head.  Rowanne sighed contemptuously and trotted over to my side where she took the readymade bag full of her clothes from my loose grip.  Once the bag was secure in her jaws she ran off behind some trees to change and dress in private.

“You got your cousin back, now let me have my brother.”  Dietrich said now pointing the pistol at Ulric.

“Don’t you find it strange that we haven’t gone to the lengths to restrain Torsten like you did with Rowanne?”

“I don’t understand.” he said disbelievingly.

“They didn’t capture me, Dietrich.  I went to them.” Torsten explained.

“You’re lying.” Dietrich yelled swinging his arm round till the pistol pointed at his brother.  “You’re my brother.  You’d never do that to me.”

“I’m tired of watching you kill so many innocent people, Dietrich.  It’s not who we are, it’s not how we were raised to be.”

“TRAITOR!” Dietrich snapped pulling the trigger.

 

Miraculously I was quick enough to send the bullet into the trunk of a nearby tree as the white wolf Aiden sprang forth from his hiding spot and removed the pistol by chomping on his wrist as three other wolves pinned him to the ground.

“Let him go.” I said before they could do any damage.

 

When the wolves flocked to Ulric’s side Dietrich leapt up and as he sprinted away from us he reached within his jacked for another weapon.  He didn’t get a chance to shoot before I sent his gun flying from his trembling grip.  Levitating towards him I raised my palms to the sky Dietrich left the ground to dangle upside down in the air wriggling and kicking in attempt to break free of my powerful hold on him.  Levitating high enough till I was face to face with Dietrich I said, “Quit fighting, you’re finished.  I’m going to take my cousin home and then I’m going to drop you off at the police station.  They already know that you were behind the attack on the little girl and trust me they’re already out there looking for you.”

“You little Witch!” he shouted his face turning purple.

“Here’s what’s going to happen,” I said ignoring his rants, “I’m going to lower you back down and you are going to stay still and quiet while we tie you up.  But if you don’t…” I said as the pack of wolves circled the ground beneath Dietrich.  “Well, I’ll let you guess what happens if you don’t play nicely.”

 

Once back on solid ground I saw Rowanne enter the group whilst the others restrained Dietrich together.

“Are you okay?” I asked.

“Yeah.” she said timidly.

“What’s wrong?”

“It’s just… I guess you know everything now.  The truth about what I am.”

“You’re a Werewolf, there’s nothing wrong with that.  It’s who you are and I wouldn’t change a thing about you, Rowanne.”

“Really?” she asked perking up.

“Yes, you mean so much more to me than just my cousin.  I love you as a sister, Row.”

“Oh, I love you to, Bill.”  She said hugging me tightly as we laughed.  “What are we going to do with him?” she asked pointing at Dietrich.

“We are going to drop him off at the nearest police station.”

“What about Torsten?  He’s not that bad a guy, actually.  He’s tried to sneak me out when Dietrich went to sleep but he kept catching us.”

“He says he’s going to turn himself in although your Dad and I have been trying to argue him out of it.”

“My Dad?” she asked stunned.  “He’s here?”

 

Just then Ulric approached Rowanne and placed his large left hand upon her left shoulder before she turned to see him.

“Dad?” she asked.

“Hello, darling.” he said wrapping his arms around her and pulled her into a bone breaking hug.  Tears swam in both their eyes when they turned to me and smiled.  Ulric’s face had transformed from that gruff dirty, menacing face I’d become familiar with to someone warm and welcoming.  Riley snuck up behind me and wrapped his own arms around my waist.

“Finally, a happy ending.” I whispered in his ear.

“Let’s wait till Dietrich is safely behind bars before we truly believe in that, ok?” he whispered realistically into my ear.

“Sounds good to me.”

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