Chapter 4

 

Ogo’s Enemies.

 

 

   As soon as Matt woke up the next morning he realized something was very wrong.   The pendants around his neck were so hot they almost burned his skin.  According to his clock it should have been daytime but it was pitch black outside.  He heard his mother scream.  He quickly ran for his mom’s room.  He found her and his sister staring horrified at the approaching darkness coming inside in the form of a black mist.  They were both wearing nothing but dark lingerie and holding onto each other in fear. 

   Matt quickly drew signs of protection on the walls floor and ceiling.  This prevented the black mist from entering the room.   But he could feel it now and it terrified him.  It was a black void that sucked at any life it could reach and right now it was after him.  He could feel nothing outside of it.  The phone suddenly rang shattering the stillness.  He picked it up instantly hoping it was Hewie, he’d know what to do.

   “Matt! Matt!  What are we going to do?  I’m scared!”  Matt sighed.

   “Hewie what is going on?”   

   “This black mist, we’re trapped in the basement.  All of my protection spells are weakening.  This must be one of the enemies Ogo warned us about.  I don’t want to die!”  Matt heard crying in the background.  He realized his wards were weakening as well.  He just didn’t have the power. 

   “Okay Hewie you need to perform the power raising ritual with your two sisters just speak to them firmly and they’ll do what you tell them.”  Matt said

   “But we can’t do that Matt it’s just too dangerous!” Hewie sounded almost hysterical.

   “Well unless you have any better idea’s that’s what we’re going to do.  We know what’s going to happen if we don’t do it.  If we’re successful we need to help Paul as quickly as possible,” said Matt.

   “Well what if we, you know tried to connect with someone outside?” asked Hewie.

   “Already tried it, I think that’s why they’re using this mist stuff.  I can’t feel anything outside of this room,” said Matt.

   Hewie moaned.  “Oh I wish I’d never seen that homeless man.  I don’t know what to do!”

   Matt hung up the phone.  The mist was sucking up what remained of his power at an alarming rate.  He would have to move fast.  He tossed his mom’s carpet out of the way.

   “What is going on Matt?” asked his mother quietly.

   “We’re in a great deal of danger.  There’s a ritual that might save us.  You need to do exactly what I tell you.” said Matt.

   Matt quickly drew the appropriate symbols on the floor with a red marker.    

   “Now I need you to take off all your cloths,” said Matt.

   “Big surprise there,” said his sister, but they did what they were told. 

   He quickly motioned them into the proper positions so they were each facing the other’s vagina. 

   “Now when I read this I need you to each to have sex with the other.

   “Yuk,” said Heather.  “I can’t do that Matt I just can’t.  Please don’t make me.”

   Matt took a deep breathe and spoke slowly.  “It wouldn’t be right to force you to do this but we will all die if you don’t.  We may even die if you do.  So I’ll let you decide.  His wards were failing; the black mist was starting to fill the room.   

   Heather grimaced and gingerly kissed her moms vagina, then she did it again.  “Yuck I got hair in my mouth.”  She said.

   “You’re hairy yourself, spread out your legs,” said there mom.   

   Matt figured this was a good time to start.  While saying the sacred chant he began masturbating.  Heather cried out as she felt the familiar burning in her breasts and genitals.  Only her mom’s mouth and tongue took the heat away.

   “Heather please.”  Her mom cried out, and she realized she’d stopped.  She desperately sucked on her mom ignoring the heat the hair, and the gross musky taste.  Oh god it burned.  She put a hand behind her moms head urging her to suck harder and deeper.  She desperately tried to do the same pushing her tongue as far as she could into her mom’s pussy.  The burning got worse and worse until neither of them could stand it.  There was just so much!  Just too much of it!

   Matt started as slowly as he could but he came very quickly, so hard he almost passed out.  It was working.  Power flowed through him.  For a while that was all he was aware of.  He hadn’t realized just how starved for power he was until his first real taste of it.  His mom and sister were struggling desperately to control and channel the huge quantity of energy surging through them.  They were both sucking feverously on each other, but they were still alive.  Matt immediately pumped up the wards to full strength.  This should protect them for a while so he could locate his friends and the adversary.  The mist had darkness incomparable to anything he’d ever encountered before but fortunately it wasn’t very thick.  He was through it almost immediately and into the morning sunlight.  He started running towards Paul’s house; he was the one who would be the most vulnerable to the attack.

   Then something came out of the alley on his left.  It was a giant spider.  It came up to his waist.  It moved in complete silence, it was impossible to describe the sheer creepiness of the things eight legged walk.  He froze; a feeling of dissociation filled him.  This wasn’t happening.  It was all just a horrible nightmare and he’d wake up anytime.  He saw the kid next door mowing his lawn.  He glanced in Matt’s direction his eyes gliding over the spider completely unaware of its presence.  He looked strangely at Matt though probably wondering why Matt looked so frightened, or why he was unwashed and barely dressed.  Then the spider seemed to notice Matt and it rushed off in another direction.  Matt was not much of an athlete but he suddenly found he could run fast, far faster then he ever had before. 

   He found Paul in his front yard looking around.  Matt ran up to him gasping for breath. 

   “Are you okay?”  Matt gasped as soon as he could.  Paul looked haunted.

   “I think so.”  Paul said in a dead voice.  He studied there surroundings again.  “When I die I’m going straight to hell.” 

   Matt had a horrible thought.  Could Paul have performed a power raising ritual with his brothers?  True they were guys but did that disqualify them?  Would they do such a thing?  Matt shuddered.  Yuck, yuck, yuch, he thought.  He sure hoped not, maybe he just killed Britney Spears or something.  

   “Straight to hell, no time of judgment for me, I’m going straight to hell.” 

   “What’s important is that all of you survived,” said Matt.  “I saw a giant spider on my way here I think it went to warn someone.”

   “Could the “ones” it went to warn be several really vicious looking old women?” asked Paul.

   “Huh?”  Matt answered.  Then he looked in the direction Paul was looking.  There were five of them.  They looked like old woman.  Not the kindly grandmotherly type that gave out cookies, but the nasty scary type that one associated with witchcraft and black magic.   They reminded him of Mrs. Standefer his hateful English teacher, only twice as old as she was and ten times more evil looking.  They were standing there about thirty feet in front of them.  They were accompanied by ten giant spiders.  The total silence added to the spookiness of the situation. 

   “Matt, Paul, thank Ogo you’re okay!”  Hewie gasped running up to them.  “I had to banish a couple of minor demons so I got held up.”

   “Crap he lived,” said Paul quietly.  Then he raised his right hand and suddenly hurled a fireball in the direction of the old women.  “Die you old hags!” he shouted.

   The fireball went out before it reached them.  Then all of the women rose about ten feet into the air.

   “Pathetic mortal Ogo worshiping filth, are you ready to die?”  The leader asked.

   Paul hurled another fireball at them, it didn’t do any better then the first.

   “I banish you.  In the name of Ogo I banish you.  In the name of the one who brings life I banish you.”  Hewie was holding the Ogo pendant and the, “whatever it was” and he was slowly moving them in a clockwise circle.  If the old women even noticed they gave no sign.  Matt quickly drew a ward of protection in the air with his right index finger.  He put all the power into it that he could.  Suddenly they started moving towards them.  Fire started raining down on them.  Their wards protected them, but unfortunately not Paul’s shrubbery which burst into flame.    They quickly backed away from the five old women towards the house.  Hewie grabbed Matt.

   “You know what you must do!”  Hewie shouted.

   “What?” asked Matt.

   “You must form a connection with the old women, and masturbate, and hurry!” Hewie shouted at him.

   “Yuck I can’t do that,” said Matt. “That’s disgusting!”

   “You must!  If you don’t they will kill us all!” shouted Hewie.

   “Why don’t you?” asked Matt.

   “I have to help out Paul to give us some time.  It has to be you.”  Hewie quickly rushed over to Paul who was still hurling fire at the old women with no apparent effect.  “Ich aft pa Ogo, Ich aft pa Ogo,” he chanted. 

   Hewie was right their situation was desperate, but fantasize about them?  Still he had to do something.  He hid behind a mostly burnt bush and pulled down his pants and pulled out his penis.  Then he tried to imagine having sex with five monstrous old women and shuddered.  Still he had to try.  At first he couldn’t.  His hand pumped futilely on his limp shaft, but then he slowly visualized having sex with them.  Suddenly he was hard, and he masturbated frantically.  It took him a lot longer then before.  But suddenly he exploded.  He was again filled with raw burning Ogo power only this time something was wrong.  He heard screams of pain.  He became very sick vomiting all over the ground on top of his semen.  As soon as he could he looked up.  The spiders were gone, and the five old women were flopping around on the ground screaming in pain.  Paul picked up a large piece of concrete from someplace and finished them off one by one, bashing their heads in so their brains and blood were all over the place.  

   Matt zipped up his pants.  Then he noticed Paul’s house was on fire.

   “Fire!” he shouted.  He turned on the water faucet and aimed the hose through one of the windows.  Then he ran inside wishing he knew a spell to put out fires.  He found the twins and there mom in there mom’s bedroom.  The twins were huddled under a couple of blankets.  Their mom was trying to get them to leave but they were obviously in shock, both looked straight ahead and refused to move.  Matt put them both asleep at once then he ordered them to get up.  They did what he wanted.  He made a mental note to remember this trick later.  Smoke was everywhere.  He ordered the twins and their mom to jump out the window onto the back yard about five feet below.  Then he grabbed everything he could and quickly tossed it out as well.  Then he did what he could to put out the fire with Paul’s fire extinguisher and a stray rug.  A fire truck showed up to finish the job.  Most of the house was okay but there was a lot of water and smoke damage and the front of the house was badly burned.  Paul was crying when as he wandered through the smoke and water damaged house.  A lot of their stuff would be salvageable but some of it was not.  Paul agreed to spend the night at Matt’s house. 

   Half an hour later the police showed up trying to figure out what had happened.  With a little help from Ogo power they got rid of them quickly.

   “Nothing is happening here,” said Paul, “go eat some donuts.”  They left quickly. 

   Paul took off and Matt didn’t see him until early the next morning. 

   “Are you sure this is the place?” asked Matt.

   “Well unless that woman was carrying someone else’s address on her, this is her place and it should tell us something about them,” answered Hewie.  They were both standing in front of a rather unremarkable looking house, at least nothing on the outside looked out of the ordinary. 

   “Well,” said Matt, “there’s only one way to find out.”  They quickly broke the lock to the front door and walked in, both were invisible and keeping a careful lookout for anything strange.  The living room was normal, just some old furniture and a wide screen TV, the place didn’t look or feel like some horrible monster lived there.

   “Uh Hewie I think we’ve got the wrong…”

   “Matt!  Get Out! Now!” shouted Hewie from another part of the house.

   “What?” said Matt.   Then he heard some the strangest screams he’d ever heard in his life.  It sounded like a million tiny people were all being tortured at the same time.  He suspected that only a small part of it was in the audible range but what he did hear was a horrible high pitched shriek.  Then hundreds of small long tentacles entered the living room.  Matt threw himself out the living room window and put some distance between him and the house as quickly as possible.  He waited to see what would happen, and wondered if he should try rescuing Hewie.  Then the house caught fire, and Hewie came staggering out.  His cloths were badly torn and he had scratches and burns all over his body but he appeared to be in one piece.  He carried a large book.  Matt ran over to him. 

   “What happened?” he asked.

   Hewie sniffed.  “What precisely do you think happened?”

   “Okay Hewie why don’t you pretend for a minute that I haven’t read the twenty weird books on the occult that are on your bookshelf that nobody else has even heard of,  and further more that I don’t have a 500 IQ and just tell me what the hell happened here.” 

   “Oh alright, when I grabbed the Black Grimor of Ishteth the guardian demons got a little upset, and I sure wasn’t going to give it back because as I’m you know Black Grimors of Ishteth just don’t grow on trees. I’ve been searching for this book for years.  Unfortunately this created a bit of a problem because this opened a portal,” Matt tuned out at that point inwardly translating Hewie speech to a bla, bla, bla, which went on for some time…“So I was able to utilize my deep understanding of fifth dimensional physics to drive the demons back down the portal and then force the portal to cease existing on this or any other space time continuum thus preserving life as we know it.”

   “I should have guessed Hewie,” said Matt, He suddenly felt very tired.  “What I want to know is how many things like that are out there?  What else are we going to have to deal with?”

   “Well Matt I think it’s safe to say that this is only the beginning.  Things will only get worse from here.”

 

The End of Chapter Four