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Hearthville Serial: Book 7 Episode 23

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Judy said, “If I asked Stewart, I think he would take me to visit Rachel. I’ve started to ask him a dozen times but then I don’t because I get so nervous even thinking about a trip to a mental institution. What if I go there and they will not let me leave because they think I am crazy?”

Preacher Pat laughed. “I have had that nightmare. It is a scary thought but irrational.”

“Crazy. I know. But my nerves are a lot more than just that nightmare. I want her to like me. And then I wonder why I want to be liked by someone who tried to kill my brother. I have these mixed emotions and on top of that I don’t even know what I would say to her if I went to visit her.”

Ellen Duddley walked into the living room. “Where the hell is Victor? I am starting to get really scared. Your father suggested we might should hire Johnny Bare to look for him.”

Hearthville Serial: Book 7

Episode 23

Any Truth, Proper Grammar, or Correct Spelling is totally coincidental if not accidental.
All characters are fiction. This story is fiction. This story makes no claims about any real person.

By Charles Peters

Copyright 2021

All Rights Reserved

Judas dropped his robe and walked naked into a deep, clear stream of water. As colorful fish swam about around him, he admired them. He looked up toward the blue sky and shielded his eyes from the bright orange sun. He walked from the shoulder deep stream of water into more shallow water and then out of the water to his thatched hut. He looked about his one room home and threw himself, wet, on his dry bed.

Tears rolled down his face.

“I don’t want to be hated. Jesus, please let me into heaven where I know that I will be loved.”

***

Joe Biden, in checkered blue and yellow pajamas and gold bunny slippers walked up a flight of stairs. As he reached the top, he was proud that he had not fallen.

He clinched his fist and punched the air in front of his chest. “Nailed it.”

Then he walked the corridor to a guest suite located in the southeast corner of the second floor of the White House. He opened the door to enter Lincoln’s Bedroom. “It is hard to believe that Lincoln never slept here. I wonder if he ever had sex here.”

Joe Biden entered the bedroom. He closed the door. He whispered, “Lincoln. Are you around?”

There was no answer.

Joe Biden sat down on the side of the bed.

“I guess there is no such thing as ghosts but Abe, I need to talk to someone and that son of a bitching pope has told me to stop calling him. For a Pope he sure is an asshole. He lets crazy Nancy visit him and has the nerve to tell me, the President of the United States, to fuck off. Like I can still get my dick hard. You would think from the Pope’s mouth to God’s ear and my dick would get hard, but hell no. I spent almost an hour trying to fuck off after I spoke with the Pope. My hand almost got frost bite. Funny story. Turns out I was stroking a Popsicle I had gotten out of the freezer before I called the Pope.”

Joe Biden sat silent on the edge of the bed for a moment. “Did your wife ever get headaches, even when all you want to do is cuddle. My wife says even if my dick will not get hard I could still suck her. But I just don’t like doing that stuff. The last time I tried sucking pussy I got scratched all to hell and the meowing was something awful. Turns out I was in the maid’s bedroom and she sleeps with a cat. I was so embarrassed. The maid said I should not be embarrassed but Hunter was hidden behind the curtains and he was laughing up a storm.”

Joe Biden sat silent on the edge of the bed for a moment. “Did that kind of crazy stuff ever happen to you? I guess, probably not.”

Joe Biden sat silent on the edge of the bed for a moment. “The thing is I am so damned sad. Everyone hates me. And I am afraid I am not going to be able to get into heaven.”

The ghost of Abe sat down on the bed next to Joe. “So can I have the maid’s phone number.”

Joe looked at Abe. He pulled on his beard. “Are you real?”

Abe slapped Joe’s hand away from his beard. “Of course I am real?”

“You are a ghost. Why aren’t you in heaven?”

“I am responsible for deaths of 750,000 Americans. And also Jesus said I would have to shave my beard before he would even consider letting me into heaven.”

“I bet even if you shaved your beard, he wouldn’t let you into heaven.”

“Probably not. That Jesus. He is something of joker. He tried to trick me into taking Oprah Winfrey out on a date and you know that shit isn’t happening.”

“Do you mean if all it took to get into heaven was to date Oprah Winfrey you still wouldn’t do it.”

“Hell no.”

“Is it because she is black?”

“Of course not.”

“Is it because she is fat?”

“No. I love women with meat on their bones.”

“Then why?”

“Do you know as rich as that woman is, she still makes the man pick up the check. I just don’t swing that way. I am of the sexual persuasion that the woman or man I am dating should always shower me with gifts. I am totally buy sexual.”

“You mean you are a whore.”

Abe vanished.

“So if I kill 750,000 Americans like Abe did, I still might not be able to get into heaven but I will be as loved by the American people as Abe Lincoln is. That might be a plan. America has a history of loving cold blooded killers. Bonnie and Clyde. Jesse James. Abe Lincoln. So hell, killing a bunch of people might be worth it. But damn it, I do want to get into heaven and I am pretty sure Jesus doesn’t like killers. I wonder if Oprah would be open to dating me since Jesus seems to like her. But what if she has a cat?”

***

Jack Minx and Preacher Pat Pialo sat with Judy Duddley in the living room.

Jack asked, “So has your family reported Victor missing?”

“Daniel took the report but we are keeping it out of the news.”

Preacher Pat nodded. “I guess that might be best. I am sure Victor will show up safe and sound.”

Judy smiled. “We are hoping.”

Preacher Pat asked, “So is Stewart around?”

“He and Harry, you know Harry Walsh, went down to the Purple Bird to shoot some pool.”

Preacher Pat said, “I did not realize that the Purple Bird had reopened.”

“I think you have to go in through a side door. The front door has a ‘Closed For Covid’ sign on it.”

Jack grinned. “Roy Ruby is a character. Best bartender ever. You can name any real drink and he knows how to make it.”

Judy said, “I have never been there but Steed also likes the place. You know, it is close to where his mom is hospitalized.”

Preacher Pat asked, “Have you met Rachel Ramsey yet?”

“No. I want to meet her. But Steed gets all weird every time I mention it.”

Jack said, “She and Rita Angster did try to murder Victor.”

Judy nodded. “Should I hate her? Should I not want to meet her? How can I have a relationship with Steed if I never meet his mom?”

Jack said, “I’ve never met Preacher Pat’s mom and he has never met my mom.”

Preacher Pat asked, “Do you want to meet my adopted mom?”

Jack asked, “Do you want to meet my mom?”

They both just stared at one another. Their answer was obvious without them having to say it.

Judy said, “So it is agreed that neither of you want to meet each other’s moms, but I do want to meet Rachel.”

Jack said, “So tell Steed that with or without him, you are going to visit his mom. Preacher Pat can take you.”

Preacher Pat said, “Wait. Wait. Wait. Just hold on a second. Don’t put me in the middle of Steed and Judy’s fight over visiting his mom.”

Judy smiled. “I understand.”

Jack said, “Well, we need to be going before Preacher Pat and I start fighting in your living room when you have enough to worry about without us.”

Judy said, “If I asked Stewart, I think he would take me to visit Rachel. I’ve started to ask him a dozen times but then I don’t because I get so nervous even thinking about a trip to a mental institution. What if I go there and they will not let me leave because they think I am crazy?”

Preacher Pat laughed. “I have had that nightmare. It is a scary thought but irrational.”

“Crazy. I know. But my nerves are a lot more than just that nightmare. I want her to like me. And then I wonder why I want to be liked by someone who tried to kill my brother. I have these mixed emotions and on top of that I don’t even know what I would say to her if I went to visit her.”

Ellen Duddley walked into the living room. “Where the hell is Victor? I am starting to get really scared. Your father suggested we might should hire Johnny Bare to look for him.”

 

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Hearthville Serial: Book 7 Episode 22

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Doctor Myler returned from the invisible door. He was shaking his head. “I would never have thought of such a supernatural weapon where even the soul might be the spreader of a virus. The entity who did this must be on the level of Satan.”

Caelous said, “Or Belial in the labs of Satan.”

Doctor Myler trembled. He cleared tears from his eyes. He held out his hands as he closed his eyes to calm himself. Then he opened his eyes. “We must begin work to try to figure what needs to be added to the ponds that are used to cleanse the souls so that the virus can be cleansed from the souls. I hope such will be possible. The idea that I will not be able to visit my daughter and granddaughter for fear of making them sick is unthinkable.”

Iapetus put his hand on Doctor Myler’s shoulder. “Just let me know what you need when you need it and I will send my scouts in search.”

Caelous said, “I left Amelia in the caves in Witch City with her protectors. I need to rescue them. I don’t think they will be able to find their way out on their own.”

“I will call Alice Malokey and let her know the situation.”

“I am not sure she can be trusted. Do you have a way to call Sam directly?”

“If that is what you prefer, I will find a way.”

 

Hearthville Serial: Book 7

Episode 22

Any Truth, Proper Grammar, or Correct Spelling is totally coincidental if not accidental.
All characters are fiction. This story is fiction. This story makes no claims about any real person.

By Charles Peters

Copyright 2021

All Rights Reserved

Iapetus walked with Caelous through a colorful and beautiful garden. There were butterflies dancing in flight through the air. And there were bluejays and red cardinals flying about.

Caelous said, “I think it will be easier for me to return to Iapetus than it was for them to summon me here from there. I think Artorious is wrong.”

Iapetus nodded. “I guess.”

“You guess.”

“Okay. I know. But it is a one way path. And you must go through hell to reach the path.”

“Satan would never allow me to enter hell.”

“Victor could send you there, but I don’t want him to. I don’t want you to go.”

Caelous smiled. “The people of Iapetus may need me.”

“I think we both exaggerate our importance, but if we are important, it is figuring out how to open Iapetus up, not becoming captive there ourselves.”

Caelous and Iapetus stopped and looked into a reflective fountain. From an invisible door, a woman rushed to Iapetus and whispered in his ear. “Victor has been infected with the bioterror weapon Covid AR7341. Doctor Myler is certain of the reading. He has double checked it.”

The woman vanished into the light as she sped back to and through the invisible door. Doctor Myler appeared out of the invisible door and cautiously walked to where Caelous and Iapetus stood.

Doctor Myler asked, “May I freely speak?”

Iapetus nodded. “Please do.”

“On this side Victor is not sick and he will not become sick. Once he returns to the physical world I fear he will become very sick.”

Caelous said, “Most people do not get very sick from covid.”

“Although I am sure the humans will diagnose it as an ordinary covid or one of the variants, this is the bioterror weapon Covid AR7341 and it is a very confusing weapon. I know what I am seeing but it doesn’t make sense. I was able to identify around 20,000 people who have had the same weapon used against them and they have all died within 72 hours of infection. Unless you or Victor can figure how to change the body to fight the fungus/bacteria/virus combination, Victor will not survive in the physical world.”

Iapetus questioned, “You say this weapon has been used on 20,000 people.”

“Maybe more. I do not know. It will register as covid but it is not an ordinary covid by any means. The one good thing about it is that the fungus that is used to spread it as a bioweapon dies fairly quickly after being sprayed and the contagion from the weapon ends when the fungus dies. But one person can spread it to another during the 72 hour death window. Whoever designed it wanted to make sure that the killing would be limited to the target population or the target population would not receive the heavy dose that Victor received.”

Caelous said, “We know that the plan was for Artorious to pretend to be the ghost of Preacher Pat in a conspiracy against Victor and Iapetus. Victor thought he was bringing the ghost of Preacher Pat here to protect him. He did not know there was a conspiracy to cage both himself and Iapetus and send us to Iapetus.”

Doctor Myler said, “The bioterror agent prevents Victor from being able to return to the world of the living. If we can’t find a cure he will surely die if he is returned to the physical world.”

Iapetus asked, “Have I been infected in a way that would prevent me from connecting with my spawn Billy Bingo? Is it possible that I might infect him.”

Doctor Myler said, “You are asking if there is a supernatural element that would cause our souls to be carriers beyond the 72 hour window? My answer is that I don’t know. I must run computer simulations. I pray that it is not possible for us to have been infected.” Doctor Myler ran toward the invisible door and vanished through it.

A man in robes walked up. “I have not been able to determine what Demons possessed Joe Biden back in the 1980’s but I feel certain his is not an ordinary dementia but is a demon possession.”

Iapetus said, “I’ve told you that Biden is evil all on his own. I sense no demons about him.”

“I need to talk to Jesus. Can’t you get me an appointment.”

“Judas, I am sorry. He will not see you.”

“He must see me. He should not hate me. Without me, the world would not celebrate Easter. He might have been born the son of God, but I helped make him a legend.”

Caelous patted Judas on the back. “When the time is right, I am sure Jesus will agree to see you.”

“Tell Jesus that I love him.” Judas walked away.

Caelous looked at his son Iapetus. “You have Judas here?”

“Do you object?”

“Of course not.”

“You do not sense Demons around Biden?”

“When Biden finishes earning his passage to hell, it will be paid for with his sins. He will not be able to blame any Demons and but for one, there is no Priest or Shaman who can save him.”

“A Priest who can save him? How?”

“By changing his path before his dementia and madness takes him. But it is doubtful he will listen to the Shaman. His ear is only to Obama and his path to hell is the same.”

“Maybe we should make him listen.”

“Maybe the virus has us stuck in the metaphysical where our influence in the physical purgatory is over. What if our trying to save earth might become an even worse plague upon earth?”

Caelous shook his head. “Such a mess.”

“Indeed.”

Doctor Myler returned from the invisible door. He was shaking his head. “I would never have thought of such a supernatural weapon where even the soul might be the spreader of a virus. The entity who did this must be on the level of Satan.”

Caelous said, “Or Belial in the labs of Satan.”

Doctor Myler trembled. He cleared tears from his eyes. He held out his hands as he closed his eyes to calm himself. Then he opened his eyes. “We must begin work to try to figure what needs to be added to the ponds that are used to cleanse the souls so that the virus can be cleansed from the souls. I hope such will be possible. The idea that I will not be able to visit my daughter and granddaughter for fear of making them sick is unthinkable.”

Iapetus put his hand on Doctor Myler’s shoulder. “Just let me know what you need when you need it and I will send my scouts in search.”

Caelous said, “I left Amelia in the caves in Witch City with her protectors. I need to rescue them. I don’t think they will be able to find their way out on their own.”

“I will call Alice Malokey and let her know the situation.”

“I am not sure she can be trusted. Do you have a way to call Sam directly?”

“If that is what you prefer, I will find a way.”

 

 

 

 

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Hearthville Serial: Book 7 Episode 21

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She cocked her head and looked at Johnny sideways. Johnny intrigued her but she guessed she would be better off to go home to her two cats than to ask him out on a date. She guessed he would never ask her out. And she wasn’t sure if she would have the nerve to say yes, even if he did. She normally dated punkish boys who she could manipulate and control and even kick in the shin. There was something about strong men that frightened her.

Hearthville Serial: Book 7

Episode 21

Any Truth, Proper Grammar, or Correct Spelling is totally coincidental if not accidental.
All characters are fiction. This story is fiction. This story makes no claims about any real person.

By Charles Peters

Copyright 2021

All Rights Reserved

Preacher Pat Pialo and Stewart made their exit from the Preacher’s house. Jack and Judy noticed them walking in their direction. Some reporters ran up and Preacher Pialo told his story of how he had got locked in the cellar and Stewart had rescued him. Jack and Judy had run in time to hear the story.

Jack wanted to hug Preacher Pat and let him know how thrilled he was that Preacher Pat was okay. But he knew such a public display would not be welcomed. Judy saw the pain and desperation on Jack’s face. Jack had never been the kind to sneak around or hide his feelings. But there he was.

Preacher Pat also saw that Jack was about to explode with emotions. Preacher Pat said, “Jack Minx is my good friend.”

The reporters looked at one another. Then a female reporter said, “Jack is also good friends with Victor Duddley who reported the bio terrorist in the church. Victor may have been exposed to what was being sprayed in the church. Have you or anyone seen Victor since he went after the terrorists?”

A male reporter looked at Judy. Then he looked at Stewart. “Yes, and Judy and Stewart are the sister and brother of Victor. Have either of you seen him?”

Jack said, “We saw him briefly and then…”

Judy said, “He was in a hurry to go somewhere. I don’t know where.”

Stewart and Pat looked at one another. They remembered what Kristen had said. She had said, “What the hell do you mean that Winston and Rabbit are in Witch City and with Sam’s parents? Victor did something with them. They can’t be found. If that son of a bitch has sent my son to hell, I will, I will, I will make all of his friends and family wish they were in hell.”

Preacher Pat said, “I am sure Victor is working at getting to the bottom of who is behind the terrorists’ attack.”

The female reporter asked, “Isn’t that a job for the police detective Daniel Bare?”

Daniel Bare walked up with his father Mayor Hollis Bare. His cousin Johnny Bare who runs the Bare Detective Agency also walked up. Daniel was not a small man though there was something about him that looked less threatening than his cousin. Johnny was a big man and when he wanted to look threatening, it was easier for him than Daniel. Although Daniel was a total asshole at times, he had a more charming appearance.

Daniel said, “We believe there was no terrorist attack on the church. We believe Victor was mistaken. It was an honest mistake.”

The female reporter said, “If the men were not up to no good, why would they run? Have you captured the two men?”

Mayor Hollis said, “We understand that the FBI captured them, questioned them, and then released them.”

Judy said, “And meanwhile the January 6th Selfie Protestors are being tortured in jail. What a world?”

The female reported asked, “Do the think the FBI may have been involved on the attack on the church the way they were involved in that protest?”

Daniel said, “Not proven and that is something of a crazy conspiracy theory.”

People had started to gather. The crowd was growing.

The female reporter said, “There is evidence.”

Stewart put his arm around Judy. He spoke over her and whatever she had been about to say became hushed as she read the expression on her brother’s face. Stewart said, “Let us just be glad that Preacher Pat is okay and that no one was hurt. I am sure if the FBI was doing a false flag attack there would be bodies all over the place so I am inclined to believe they are innocent this time.”

Daniel Bare patted Stewart on the back. “The FBI are the good guys. They do not do false flag attacks.”

Judy said, “Sure. Tell that to gun maker Remington and …”

Mayor Hollis said, “We are all tired. We don’t need to say things that will cause lawsuits against us in the heat of the moment. We just don’t need that. Judy. I am sure your brother Victor would agree.”

Judy nodded. “I am tired. Where is Steed?”

The male reporter said, “Steed Ramsey. That is right. You date a gangster. I guess it is natural for you to hate the FBI.”

The female reporter kicked the male reporter in the shin. He began hopping around and screamed, “God damn. Bitch.”

“Pansy. Can’t take a little kick.”

Daniel said, “Stewart. Judy. Let me get you home.”

Stewart looked at Preacher Pat. It was a look of desperation. The female reporter looked at the outline of Stewart’s hard cock in his pants.

Preacher Pat said, “Stewart. We will talk later. And thank you so much for rescuing me.”

Stewart nodded. “I am glad that I was able to find you. We need to get the latch on that door fixed.”

The female reporter grinned. “Indeed.”

Two men flashed their badges and introduced themselves as FBI agents. One of the agents pulled handcuffs from his belt. He smiled at the other FBI agent as he put the cuffs on Judy.

Stewart screamed, “What the freak do you two think you are doing?”

“We need to take your sister in for questioning.”

The anger in Johnny Bare’s eyes was obvious to Daniel. He knew his cousin and knew he didn’t have much use for the FBI anyway. There were some agents he respected but those were the exception and not the rule.

Daniel said, “If you try to arrest Judy Duddley I will take the two of you in for questioning.”

“No one said arrest. Just questioning.”

Johnny said, “No.”

“What do you mean no?”

“I mean, no. You have produced no warrant. You have no probable cause. And I am not even sure the two of you are actually FBI Agents. Those badges look like they came out of cereal box. If the two of you do not want your arms broken, get those cuffs off Judy this second.”

The FBI Agent did as Johnny had directed him. Daniel quickly got Judy and Stewart in his police car. The agent screamed, “You haven’t heard the last of me.”

Johnny made a call. Each of the FBI agents got a call seconds later. They both scrambled away from Johnny as fast as they could.

Hollice pulled out a cigar. He chewed on it a moment and then spit. Then he look at his nephew Johnny. “How does it feel to have a license to kill?” Hollice winked at the reporters.

Johnny Bare grinned but did not answer. [correction from previous post.]

The male reporter looked around as he stopped rubbing his leg. He asked, “What makes the Duddley family so special?”

Hollice said, “If you don’t know that, then you must be a yankee.” He walked away.

“Will you Southerners ever stop fighting the civil war?”

The female reporter said, “Just be glad he didn’t say you must be a damned yankee. He onced called me that and my boss put me on desk duty for a month. And hell, I was born in Florida.”

Johnny winked. “Yeah, but your family always vacationed in New York, didn’t they.”

She laughed. She wondered what Johnny might be like in bed. Then she put those thoughts out of her head. “I understand you spend a good bit of time in New York.”

“I get there some. Mostly business. I haven’t seen a Broadway show in forever.”

“Yeah. This covid insanity.”

Johnny nodded. “Yeah. Agree. But they are opening some shows. From what I can tell though, mostly they are opening the same shit they have had going forever and I did not want to go see most of that crap even when the shows first opened.”

She cocked her head and looked at Johnny sideways. Johnny intrigued her but she guessed she would be better off to go home to her two cats than to ask him out on a date. She guessed he would never ask her out. And she wasn’t sure if she would have the nerve to say yes, even if he did. She normally dated punkish boys who she could manipulate and control and even kick in the shin. There was something about strong men that frightened her.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Hearthville Serial: Book 7 Episode 20

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Madison said, “There is a young man by the name of Rogun Haskel. He might be able to find the charm to open Iapetus according to an artist, psychic, by the name of Darious. But I don’t know how it might happen, or even if it will happen. But understand, if Iapetus were to be opened, it is important that all the souls there not flood out and cause a war that might destroy earth. It must only be used as a refuge to help souls.”

Iapetus said, “I understand that if a doorway could be opened, then at least in the beginning it must be kept a secret. I don’t disagree with you on that, though it is painful to know that I would need to keep such a secret.”

Hearthville Serial: Book 7

Episode 20

Any Truth, Proper Grammar, or Correct Spelling is totally coincidental if not accidental.
All characters are fiction. This story is fiction. This story makes no claims about any real person.

By Charles Peters

Copyright 2021

All Rights Reserved

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Kristen levitated and moved through the air as she watched Preacher Pat running. She spoke into her phone, “Preacher Pat is running away. He is with that local jock Stewart Duddley.”

A voice blasted from her phone, “Leave them alone. Just let them go.”

“But I am thinking how much fun I could have getting them to put their dicks in my pussy at the same time.”

“Leave them alone. The best way for you to keep Rabbit and Winston safe is to leave them alone.”

“But what if Victor has sent my son and Sabian’s grandson to hell?”

“Just wait, I am getting a report from someone. Let me listen to them for a moment.”

“Listen all you want.” Kristen moved through the air with her phone still at her ear.

Stewart looked back at the woman who was floating through the air. “Isn’t that Kristen Bigalo? Didn’t she die.”

Preacher Pat, naked, looked back at his tormentor. “I wasted one of my best eulogies over that woman. I never dreamed she would have faked her death.”

“It was open casket,” Stewart said. “She looked dead to me. You say she thinks she is a vampire. Maybe she is.”

Kristen came upon Preacher Pat and Stewart. She floated over them and landed in front of them. She then shoved both of them to the cement floor. Then she heard a voice coming from her phone.

“Sabian has been told that Victor simply transported Rabbit and Winston when he was saving Amelia. Sabian and Joesion Grant have called the entire operation off because of some backroom deal with your former husband Sam.

“He is my widower.”

“Whatever. Anyway. Sabian fully expects that Rabbit and Winston will be back with Sam soon. But if you hurt Preacher Pat and Stewart who knows what Victor will do. He might send you to hell.”

“If I were to make Preacher Pat and Stewart my slaves, who would know. Wouldn’t it be good to have a spy in the Duddley home.”

Stewart and Preacher Pat looked at one another.

The voice on the phone said, “Maybe later. But not now. Just leave them alone.”

“But damn it. I want to have some fun. Just the thought of having a three-way with those two makes me moist down there.”

“Kristen Bigalo, leave them alone. That is an order.”

“But Mike, please.”

“Sometimes I think I should have just let you die from leukemia rather than making you immortal by turning you into a vampire.”

“Mike, you know you love me.”

“Turning you, changed you. Now charm those two and make them forget they ever saw you.”

Preacher Pat said, “Maybe she really is a vampire.”

“I remember mom saying she had leukemia.”

Kristen looked at Stewart and Preacher Pat. She pulled a sparkling, diamond and ruby studded rose from her pocket. It was fasten to a long golden chain. She began to dangle the chain and caused the rose to move back forth. “You will dream of me. You will imagine the three of us making love. But you will not remember seeing me but in your dreams and you know dreams are not real. You must think that I am not real. Do you understand?”

Preacher Pat said, “This is a dream.”

Stewart looked at Preacher Pat. He looked at Preacher Pat’s cock and then he looked away. “I will not have such a dream.”

Kristen smiled. She touched Stewart’s face. “You will long for such a dream for it will be a dream that you will enjoy.”

“Now go.” Kristen vanished.

Preacher Pat and Stewart stood up. They started walking through the catacomb back toward Preacher Pat’s home. Then Kristen reappeared. “Oh, yeah, one more thing. Every time you see one another you will both get an erection.” Kristen again vanished.

Preacher Pat and Stewart looked at one another. At first they looked into one another eyes. Then they glanced down at each other’s crotch area. Since Preacher Pat was naked, his erection was very obvious. Stewart’s erection was a very large bulge in his pants. They both screamed, “Oh shit.” And they started running.


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Befuddled with confusion of what had just happened, Preacher Pat and Stewart stood in Preacher Pat’s bedroom. Stewart had never been in the bedroom before. He looked about and saw the bedroom was decorated simple enough.

“I like your bedroom.”

“After being in the catacombs, I guess it does not look so horrid though I think I should throw this shabby stuff out and buy a new bedroom suite.”

“Why do I feel so calm? I should be screaming in horror at the very thought of that encounter.”

Preacher Pat smiled. “So you remember as do I?”

Stewart nodded as he looked away from seeing Preacher Pat naked.

Preacher Pat quickly yanked a suit of clothes from his closet along with some tight underwear from his chest of drawers. While he was quickly dressing Stewart explained to him about the bio-terror attack on the church and why he was looking for him.

Stewart looked out the window toward the church while he was talking. “There is still a crowd at the church. I am sure I am not the only one wondering where you were when the commotion started. We are going to have to tell the people something. And I guess not about Kristen.”

Preacher Pat said, “The lock on my cellar door sometimes locks by itself. We will tell people that you found me in the cellar. The story that I was accidentally locked in the cellar is simple enough.”

Stewart said, “And what about Kristen Bigalo. I know we are not’ supposed to remember her or that she is a vampire. But we do remember.”

“I don’t think she really wants us to forget about her. Still, I am afraid her suggestion that our looking at each other will give us an erection is working too well.”

“It is weird.”

“Very weird.”

Preacher Pat finished dressing. “We must not talk about Kristen. You know people will not believe us if we tell them about her.”

“I guess and making her and whoever she was having the coversation with angry could be dangerous. I guess she must be kept our secret. So are you ready to face the crowd.”

“As ready as I will ever be.”


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Madison landed her spaceship in a landing bay inside of the 2nd Iapetus Realm. She opened the landing door and exited her spaceship. Iapetus, Caelous, Artorious, and Donny Maxtone followed her. They all looked around. They saw the damage from the explosions. They saw the souls trapped in cages.

Caelous said, “Victor is much better opening cages than I am. I must let him out. But I don’t know how he is going to react to this. Even thinking that he is in a dream, he is going to be angry.”

Madison said, “As I am.”

Madison walked up to a cage. She looked at the ghost of a woman: a lost soul. She stared into the woman’s eyes and the woman looked into her eyes.

The woman screamed, “I am going to sue someone. I don’t deserve this.”

Madison nodded.

Iapetus walked up to Madison and the woman. “She was making such progress. Now this.”

Suddenly, the souls in the cages began screaming and crying. Among the cries could be heard some souls screaming, “Please don’t send me to hell.”

Iapetus said, “Have I ever let one of you end up in hell?”

Someone screamed, “They told us we were going to hell.”

Iapetus said, “At least one of their leaders has been sent to hell. Hell is for them. Not for you.”

The woman smiled. “Can you makes these cages vanish?”

Caelous said, “I can not but I think my alter can.” Caelous closed his eyes.

Victor opened his eyes. He looked around at the fires and the devastation. He looked at the souls locked in cages. The cages suddenly vanished, freeing the souls that had been imprisoned inside of them.

Victor looked at Iaptetus. “They need refuge in your first realm. It is the only way they can get back to the real earth and have any hope to earn their way to heaven.”

Iapetus nodded. “I know but I do what I can with what I’ve got.”

Victor hugged Iapetus. “I know. I know. But we have got to do more. This shit can not continue.”

Victor closed his eyes.

Caelous opened his eyes. “Victor is right. If there is a way I can be returned to the original Iapetus, that is where I need to be. You need to work from this side to open your First Realm and I need to work from the other side to open the realm.”

Artorious said, “It took a lot of powerful witches to get you out of there. I don’t know if they can be assembled again to send you back.”

Madison said, “There is a young man by the name of Rogun Haskel. He might be able to find the charm to open Iapetus according to an artist, psychic, by the name of Darious. But I don’t know how it might happen, or even if it will happen. But understand, if Iapetus were to be opened, it is important that all the souls there not flood out and cause a war that might destroy earth. It must only be used as a refuge to help souls.”

Iapetus said, “I understand that if a doorway could be opened, then at least in the beginning it must be kept a secret. I don’t disagree with you on that, though it is painful to know that I would need to keep such a secret.”

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Hearthville Serial: Book 7 Episode 19

Hearthville Serial: Book 7

Episode 19

Any Truth, Proper Grammar, or Correct Spelling is totally coincidental if not accidental.
All characters are fiction. This story is fiction. This story makes no claims about any real person.

By Charles Peters

Copyright 2021

All Rights Reserved

Caelous appeared next to the cage where they held Iapetus. The cage looked like it had been taken from an old circus; a lion cage; an animal cracker cage.

“You should not be here father.” Iapetus stared at Caelous.

“You now know me.”

“I suspected you and Victor might be one and the same once I started getting indications that you might be around and about.”

“But Victor and I are not exactly one and the same. And neither is he my spawn. Still, he can exist without me and I can exist without him. We are one spawn from Amelia but Amelia described us as alters. We are not like you and Billy where Billy is your spawn. Know that Victor and I love Billy just as we love you.”

Iapetus nodded. “I worry about Billy. Different members of the Witches Council keep messing with us.”

Caelous smiled. “Right now, it is more than messing. They’ve got you in a cage.”

“I do not know how I got into this damnable mess.”

“By what magic do they hold you.”

“I don’t know but I can not bend the bars. I can not shrink to go through the bars. I can not use any of the transport magic spells.”

Caelous moved his hand about the cage and he shrunk the cage to hand size. He snapped his fingers and vanished with the cage in his hand. He reappeared on Madison’s spaceship and returned the cage to its normal size.

Caelous asked, “Can any of you figure this cage out?”

Madison asked, “They just let you take the cage holding Iapetus.”

“I zapped all the guards out of the room into a temporary cage before I appeared in the room. But back to the question, does anyone here know how the cage works.”

Rasputin appeared on Madison’s spaceship. He looked at the cage. “It is old school but the old magic can be broken. To break the spell though, we need the key to this lock. The spell that binds the cage is rooted in this padlock and its key.”

Rasputin clanked the padlock. “We need the key.”

Caelous asked Iapetus. “Do you know where the key is?”

“No. I went to sleep and when I woke I was in this cage.”

Donny Maxtone said, “In a past life Victor was a locksmith. He might know how to reproduce the key.”

Victor looked around. “What is happening? What kind of dream is this?”

Iapetus said, “Victor, can you use magic to create a key for this cage?”

Victor winked at Iapetus and examined the padlock. “It was made on Pluto Viso.” Victor looked at the monitors and saw the ongoing attack against the Second Iapetus. “The Witches Council are invading us with souls from Pluto Viso. They are forces loyal to Belial.”

Victor pulled up a monitor to make a video call to Alice Malokey. “I want you to hear the announcement I am about to make.”

“Okay.”

Victor blasted a message to all the spaceships. His face appeared in the heavens. “If this attack against the Great Iapetus and his Second Realm does not end, you all will find yourselves in hell with your master.”

A face appeared next to Victor’s face. His name was Lucas SiJohn. “Sir. You either free Belial from hell or we will put you in the cage with your son.”

“My son? Now that is a strange notion even for a dream.” Victor laughed. Lucas SiJohn screamed in horror as Victor cast him into hell. “I think I might enjoy playing this video game as I dream. Who wants to challenge me next.”

The spaceships began to scramble. A key appeared in the lock to the cage where Iapetus was being held. Victor turned the key and the door opened. Iapetus was freed from the cage and stood next to Victor. “Alice, you make clear to the Witches Council that if they ever send any army into the Outlands again, I will send every one of them to hell. I don’t care what planet they recruit the army from. The Outlands is a safe zone that the Witches Council has agreed to leave free.”

Alice said, “I was not party to this. Honest. I was not.”

Victor said, “I want Sabian Blackrock moved to a prison controlled by Iapetus.”

“I can not do that.”

Iapetus asked, “Then you gain control of him where he is.”

“We will do our best.”

Victor said, “We will see if your best is good enough. For your sake, you had better hope that it is.”

Alice considered what Victor said. “I might can arrange for Iapetus to capture him.”

Iapetus nodded. “I will start considering a plan.”

Caelous stepped back into Victor’s body. He hugged his son Iapetus. “Be careful.”

Donny Maxtone asked, “Are you going to allow Victor to return?”

“I think the real question is if he is going to allow me to leave. There is a lot of pain in Victor.”

Donny nodded. “You know, we still don’t know where Jossette is? Is she safe or has she been captured?”

Caelous said, “I don’t know. I just don’t know.”

Artoreous said, “Please help us to make sure she is safe.”

Caelous said, “I will do my best but to be honest, so far, my best has not been good enough.”

Madison said, “I will do what I can.”

Alice said, “I will give orders to my private intelligent network to begin working on finding her to make sure she is safe.”

********

A cool wind blew through the catacomb and Stewart felt a chill. Lights were flickering on and off. Stewart looked behind him and the path from where he came. He considered going back but he knew he had to be a man, not a coward, for Preacher Pat’s only hope might be him.

Stewart heard a phone ringing. He was glad it was not his. At the thought, he reached down and turned his phone off. He walked forward.

He heard a woman’s voice. He knew it was the woman who had Preacher Pat. “Well, I could care less how many people Victor sends to hell. We need to stick to the plan.”

There was silence. Then Stewart heard something of a whimper coming from Preacher Pat. “Please do not play with my cock.”

“What the hell do you mean that Winston and Rabbit are in Witch City and with Sam’s parents? Victor did something with them. They can’t be found. If that son of a bitch has sent my son to hell, I will, I will, I will make all of his friends and family wish they were in hell.”

Stewart eased closer. Then he saw Preacher Pat. Naked. Running in his direction. Preacher Pat screamed, “We’ve got to get out of here. That woman is insane. She thinks she is a vampire.”

Preacher Pat and Stewart ran. They ran for all they were worth.

 

 

 

 

 

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Hearthville Serial: Book 7 – Episode 18

 

Excerpt:

Someone screamed on the intercom from one of the outlaw ships. “If these bitches think that they are going to destroy the Second Iapetus they had better go on and take a shit because their toilet paper is running out.”

Artorious stood. He waved his arms so that he was clothed in armor and now a sword was in his hand, and a jetpack was on his back. I will fight for my gods and for the freedom within this prison that they give me.”

Hearthville Serial: Book 7

Episode 18

Any Truth, Proper Grammar, or Correct Spelling is totally coincidental if not accidental.
All characters are fiction. This story is fiction. This story makes no claims about any real person.

By Charles Peters

Copyright 2021

All Rights Reserved

Victor’s body lay lifeless on the floor where Caelous had left him while going to save Amelia. Madison sat at the controls of her spaceship, trying to fly toward the second Iapetus but there were strange currents around the ship. The spaceship would sway this way and that.

The spacial roller coaster ride that Caelous had created to trap the spaceship of Captain Crayon and some other spaceships had vanished. Captain Crayon again flew close to Madison’s spaceship.

On the intercom to Madison’s spaceship, Captain Crayon said, “Follow me to the Crayon Pirate Ship and Island.”

Madison screamed, “No. I am going to the Second Iapetus.”

Captain Crayon said, “I am hearing that the Second Iapetus is currently under attack by around 1,000 spaceships of the Round Abouts.”

Rasputin said, “He is not lying. There is chatter on multiple frequencies. The Witches Council seems to be using that group to illegally invade the Outlands.”

Artorious asked, “What is Iapetus doing about it?”

Rasputin said, “There is at least one report that he has been caged.”

Madison questioned, “Is that even possible?” She looked at Victor laying on the floor. “Please don’t let that be possible.”

Rasputin said, “I pray that it is not possible. But the person on the radio said they heard it straight from General Gorgan who according to sources is fleeing back to Pluto Viso.”

Madison approached the second Iaptus and saw that it was indeed surrounded by more spaceships than she could count. “We have got to get the hell out of here.”

Rasputin said, “Fly under our shield. And Madison.”

Madison answered, “Yes.”

Rasputin said, “If you even think of betraying Victor, we will cage you.”

Madison said, “If you try to betray him, I will cage you first.”

Donny Maxtone knelt down to the floor and held Victor in his arms. “Please wake up Victor. Right now, we need your crazy ass.”

Artorious said, “You love him.”

“In the physical world, I was the child that Ellen Duddley gave up for adoption. When I first realized who I was and who he was, I didn’t know anything about anything. So to me, he was my baby brother. I would spy on him and Stewart. I spied on the family that was my family and yet was not my family. So in my mind, I thought of Victor and Stewart as my brothers even though they had no clue.”

“So you knew that on Preacher Pat’s desk about who his parents was, was bullshit.”

“I didn’t know what to think about that. I did know then was not the time to talk about such things.”

Madison stared at Donny. “You sacrificed yourself to save Victor through time travel after he was murdered. You must be a fairly powerful witch in your own right.”

“I wish I was a powerful witch. I have my moments but like a lot of us, you know, earth witches, I ping a lot. My emotions prevent my spells from working. And you know how it is with those of us who grow up not even knowing that we are witches. We are naturally weaker.”

Artorious spoke. “Well, we know Victor is powerful and Caelous is powerful. I wonder why Caelous did not stop me from having Rachel and Rita attack and kill Victor that night.”

Victor opened his eyes. “Because I was not with Victor that night. I was up on Pluto Viso. But I, Caelous, am here now.”

Victor stood up. He looked though the monitors at the attack against the Second Iapetus that was going on. “Hell. They are planning on trying to send both Iapetus and me back into the locked realm of Iapetus. It is not just me they are after.”

Rasputin and Captain Crayon could hear what was being said. Captain Crayon said, “You can’t save Iapetus. We hear that they already have him caged. They may have a cage that can hold you as well.”

“I can’t abandon Iapetus. I must prove to my son that I am worthy.”

Madison said, “We are just one ship.”

Captain Crayon said, “Honey, look again. We are right here by you. And to our flank the outlaws have begun to gather.”

Someone screamed on the intercom from one of the outlaw ships. “If these bitches think that they are going to destroy the Second Iapetus they had better go on and take a shit because their toilet paper is running out.”

Artorious stood. He waved his arms so that he was clothed in armor and now a sword was in his hand, and a jetpack was on his back. I will fight for my gods and for the freedom within this prison that they give me.”

Donny Maxtone followed to clothe himself in armor. “We will fight the good fight and damn well enjoy the blood of our enemies.”

Victor vanished.

Madison shook her head. “Where the hell did he go?”

 

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Hearthville Serial: Book 7 – Episode 17

Excerpt:

Stewart read, “All the rivers flow into the sea,
Yet the sea is not full.
To the place where the rivers flow,
There they flow again.

Ecclesiastes 1:7″

Stewart called out, “Preacher Pat, I need to talk to you.”

There was no answer. But then Stewart heard something that sounded like whispers. Stewart called out, “Who is there.”

Then Stewart heard giggles and suddenly the loud sound of laughter. The sound of laughter sounded like it was coming from the cellar. Stewart walked to the staircase to the upstairs. Then he walked to the side of it where there was a door to beneath the stairs. Stewart opened the door. Behind the door was a ladder that reached down into the cellar.

Stewart called out, “Who is down there?”

There was no answer. There was only more laughter.

Stewart reached beside the ladder and flipped a switch. The cellar lit up. Stewart asked himself, “Should I climb down there?” Stewart screamed, “Preacher Pat, there has been a bio terror attack on the church. Please don’t go inside the church.” Stewart had a God awful feeling that his message was too late. “Preacher Pat, please answer me.” There was no answer.

Stewart stepped onto the ladder. “Who could be down in the cellar?”

 

Hearthville Serial: Book 7

Episode 17

Any Truth, Proper Grammar, or Correct Spelling is totally coincidental if not accidental.
All characters are fiction. This story is fiction. This story makes no claims about any real person.

By Charles Peters

Copyright 2021

All Rights Reserved

 

 

Steed parked Victor’s white van in the church parking lot. Leroy pulled up beside him and parked. They both got out of their vehicles.

Leroy told Steed. “I know Victor is powerful. He sent Belial to hell. But I have the most awful feeling.”

“I am new to this witch stuff. I don’t know what to think.”

Leroy and Steed walked around and found Judy and Jack sitting on the picnic table. They weren’t sure what they were going to be told or what they were going to say. Then they saw that both Judy and Jack were crying.

Judy stood and fell into Steed’s arms. “Preacher Pat is dead.” Judy pointed to the Hazmat EMS crew. “Victor knew it before the body was brought out.”

Steed scratched his head. “It is kind of odd the way they are leaving the stretcher with the body bag just sitting there.”

Jack said, “Victor vanished right in front of us. Before he vanished he said he was going to stop the soul of Preacher Pat from being caged. Why would anyone want to cage the soul of Preacher Pat?”

Steed said, “I don’t know.” Steed looked around. He mumbled, “Something does not feel right but I guess since this covid nightmare began nothing has felt right for a very long time.”

Leroy said, “Victor would not be worried about Preacher Pat’s soul being caged without reason. I guess there is more to Preacher Pat than any of us knew. I wish I had been kinder to him. But his type of religion creeps me out.”

Steed said, “Preacher Pat would visit my mom at the mental institution. I guess I need to tell her about his death before she hears it from someone else.” Then Steed looked around. “Say, where is Stewart. After Stewart learned who I am, he made a point to visit my mom with Preacher Pat. It might help if Stewart would come with me.”

Judy said, “Stewart would visit your mom. I did not know that.”

“It was always with Preacher Pat. They visited other patients. It is just after Stewart learned about me and mom, he made a point that she be one of the patients they would visit. My mom can be a hard case and it was not my idea for Stewart to visit her, though I was glad he and Preacher Pat did. I am still scared for you to visit her. She can be really mean.” An image of that awful night in the attic where his mom and Rita Angster had attacked Victor flashed in his mind.

Judy had never heard the story of how Steed’s mom Rachel had tried to kill Victor. Judy said, “I understand.” She didn’t really but that was an argument for another day.

Leroy asked, “But where is Stewart. They have Preacher Pats body there at the EMS Van. I don’t see Stewart in the crowd that is gathering there.”

Judy thought a moment. “The last I talked to Stewart he was worried about Preacher Pat. He was trying to call him on the phone. I guess he went back to Preacher’s Pat house looking for him. Stewart would have known to not go into the church.”

Steed looked around.

Jack did as well. “Stewart was close to Preacher Pat. He is going to be as devastated as I am. Stewart doesn’t need to be alone.”

Judy said, “We need to go to Preacher Pat’s house. Stewart must be there.”

 

 

* * *

Earlier…

Stewart tried calling Preacher Pat but Preacher Pat did not answer his phone. Steward ran up the steps to Preacher Pat’s house. The hard wooden door was open behind the closed screen door. Stewart opened the screen door. “Preacher Pat,” Stewart called out. No one answered. Stewart went into the home. He flipped a switch to turn the light fixtures and lamps on. All the lamps were on the same switch as the overhead lights. Preacher Pat did like his antique lamp collection.

Stewart looked at one lamp that that had a blue mermaid at its base. The shade was a double sided glass square and reached from top to bottom to surround the mermaid. Between the panes of glass was water that bubbled with oxygen. “That looks new. It must have been a gift. Cool though.” Stewart noticed an opened bible next to the lamp.

Stewart read, “All the rivers flow into the sea,
Yet the sea is not full.
To the place where the rivers flow,
There they flow again.

Ecclesiastes 1:7″

Stewart called out, “Preacher Pat, I need to talk to you.”

There was no answer. But then Stewart heard something that sounded like whispers. Stewart called out, “Who is there.”

Then Stewart heard giggles and suddenly the loud sound of laughter. The sound of laughter sounded like it was coming from the cellar. Stewart walked to the staircase to the upstairs. Then he walked to the side of it where there was a door to beneath the stairs. Stewart opened the door. Behind the door was a ladder that reached down into the cellar.

Stewart called out, “Who is down there?”

There was no answer. There was only more laughter.

Stewart reached beside the ladder and flipped a switch. The cellar lit up. Stewart asked himself, “Should I climb down there?” Stewart screamed, “Preacher Pat, there has been a bio terror attack on the church. Please don’t go inside the church.” Stewart had a God awful feeling that his message was too late. “Preacher Pat, please answer me.” There was no answer.

Stewart stepped onto the ladder. “Who could be down in the cellar?”

 

* * *

Victor stared at Preacher Pat. He thought back to when had been in Preacher Pat’s bedroom and had seen the dream Preacher Pat was having of where he was at the crucifixion of Jesus. Victor had stepped into Preacher Pat’s dream. Then Victor thought to the conversation that he and Stewart had with Preacher Pat on the porch. Victor realized something did not feel right. He felt manipulated but was the manipulation from Preacher Pat or someone else. If the manipulation was from Preacher Pat then that would mean that Preacher Pat isn’t human.

The papers on Preacher Pat’s desk suggested that Preacher Pat had been given up for adoption by his mom Ellen and Arthur Ramsey. Preacher Pat had said he did not know how the papers had gotten there. Victor wondered if that had been part of the manipulation.

Victor turned to Madison. “Honey, be a dear, and you take over flying your ship.” Victor stood up from the controls. He put his hand on Preacher Pialo’s shoulder. “I am sorry you are feeling so confused.”

“I am confused. It is so hard to believe that I am dead.”

Victor looked up at the monitor. He watched the many spaceships riding the roller coaster that he had created. “Sometimes I feel confused. Even as my higher self, I can be fooled. I can be tricked. Betrayed.”

Victor looked at Donny Maxtone. “You take Captain Crayon, he does not always look the same. He always has that nose but some witches can totally shape shift.”

Donny Maxtone said, “That is true but if you are thinking that I am someone else, you are wrong.”

“How did we learn that Preacher Pialo is dead?”

Madison stared at Victor.

“Preacher Pialo was never in danger of being caged, was he? Donny and I are the ones in danger of being caged, aren’t we?”

“Who suggested that Preacher Pialo might be caged?” Madison asked. “It was not me.”

Victor said, “Donny.” He asked, “Why did you think there was a danger that Preacher Pialo might be caged?”

“I don’t know. I honestly don’t know. I guess it was a weird assumption. It was just a thought that came into my head and out my mouth and then I believed it. There was a bio terror attack on his church so maybe it was not such a weird assumption.”

“Well, any time Madison is around, I guess it is wise to figure there is danger. And you did warn me that I could be in danger.” Victor studied Preacher Pialo’s face. Then he turned to study Madison’s face. Victor was not sure what to think.

 

 

* * *

Earlier…

Stewart climbed down into the cellar of Preacher Pat’s home. Stewart had been down in the cellar before with Preacher Pat when Preacher Pat was looking for a book to loan Stewart. Stewart considered that he had not gotten around to reading the book yet. He couldn’t even remember the title of the book. But Preacher Pat had wanted him to read the book.

Stewart looked around the cellar. The ladder was surrounded by book cases and with just one opening at the corner between the book cases. Stewart thought he heard foot steps from behind one of the bookcases. “Who is down here?”

Stewart felt nervous as he eased toward the opening. He had never seen behind the bookcases and somewhat felt like he was invading Preacher Pat’s privacy. Still, he walked to the opening. Beyond the opening, the lights were flickering and flashing. “Damn fluorescent lights.” Stewart stepped beyond the bookcases. He noticed an old grandfather clock. The only time he had ever seen such a clock was in the movies; usually the movies were of horror or mystery. Stewart joked to himself, “Now where is the secret compartment.”

Then it was like suddenly, out of no where a door appeared next to the grandfather clock. Stewart guessed the door was always there. It was just those damn flashing fluorescent lights that prevented him from seeing the door.

“Should I open the door?” Stewart felt afraid.

* * *

Leroy watched the crowd. “Why would they be letting people to get near to Preacher Pat’s body? And the men who brought the body bag out on the stretcher are taking off their hazmat suits. That doesn’t make sense.”

Steed said, “Exactly. And just leaving the body there. Crazy.”

Judy said, “It doe not make sense, does it?”

Leroy, Judy, Steed and Jack gathered themselves from where they had been at the picnic table and walked toward the crowd. They walked into the crowd. They walked toward the stretcher. They looked at the body bag.

Leroy said, “There is no body in the bag.”

One of the hazmat team said, “We could not find any body in the church.”

Jack said, “Preacher Pat is not dead.”

The man said, “I can not say that, but we found no body. There was no one in the church.”

Judy puzzled. “Why would Victor say what he said?”

Steed said, “Victor was being tricked by Madison. This is not good. I’ve got to call my father and let him know.”

Judy asked, “Who is Madison and what do you mean Victor was tricked by her?”

“I don’t know. I don’t know how to explain. This is all so confusing.”

Leroy said, “This is not good. I need to talk to some people also.”

Jack said, “Preacher Pat might not be dead. This is very good news.”

Steed and Leroy looked at Jack. Leroy said, “Victor might be in trouble.”

Steed said, “I’ve got to call my father?”

* * *

Arthur Ramsey threw his cellphone across the room. “I hate this. I hate it.” He stared at his wife, Clarice. “What am I going to do? I do not want to believe it but I fear that Alice Malokey is working to have Victor caged.”

“Why? Why would you say that?” Clarice asked.

“They have not found Preacher Pat’s body and Victor went to rescue Preacher Pat from being caged. And I just got off the phone with Alice and she is saying that she doesn’t know what is going on?”

“Maybe she doesn’t know. I don’t know why she trusts Madison Grant. Trusting that woman is just crazy.”

“So do you think this all may be Madison?”

“I don’t know.”

Suddenly the ghost of Nanny Ogleby appeared next to Arthur. He jumped in fright. “What the hell? Woman. You scared me.”

Clarice laughed. “Bitch, you old ghost, what you be doing here.”

Nanny said, “I wish I was in a playful mood but what brings me here is that I am scared for Artorious.”

Arthur asked, “What the hell is my father up to now?”

“They and by they let me make clear that I have no idea who the hell they are but they told Artorious that if he would pretend to be someone they would help him find Netty, you know, Jossette.”

Arthur said, “Well, I am worried about Jossette also. I would like to know where she is.”

“You don’t understand. I am not sure I understand. But the bottom line is that he is going to betray Victor Duddley. I am pretty sure that whoever they are, they are planning on trying to cage Victor.”

Clarice asked, “Do you know who Artorious is supposed to pretend to be?”

Nanny Ogleby said, “Preacher Pat.”

Arthur screamed, “Shit. Shit. Shit. Son of a bitch. What the hell am I going to do? Somehow I have to protect both Victor and my father. Should I call Alice Malokey or is my worst fear real and she is in on this shit? I did not like our last conversation.”

Nanny Ogleby said, “I don’t know. Artorious would not tell me much. He just told me that if he vanishes, he wanted me to know what his vanishing might be about.”

“What witch can I call to help that will not betray me?”

Clarice said, “You need to let Iapetus know what is going on?”

“I am not sure I can reach him.”

 

* * *

Madison sat at the controls of her spaceship. She knew Victor was testing her. Could she count on Artorious who was pretending to be Preacher Pat jumping in to help her if she needed help? Could she dare change the direction of her spaceship and fly it where her father had directed her to fly it? She sat like a deer in the headlights of a car.

Suddenly, two spaceships flew up next to her spaceship. She knew from the Assignment Numbers on the outside of the ships that they had been sent by an organization, “The Round Abouts,” that was controlled by Sabian Blackrock.

A man with a squeaky voice came on the radio intercom, “Follow us to the realm of Golgotha.”

Madison asked Victor, “What should I do?”

“Proceed to the Second Iapetus by evading them. You know how to do that.”

“Maybe you should take back control of the ship,” Madison said.

Artorious pretending to be Preacher Pat stared at Madison. He wanted his Netty back. He thought he would move heaven and earth to have her back by his side. But he considered and questioned that if he continued with his betrayal of Victor would she ever truly be at his side. He had no idea how he should play the hand that he had been dealt. He considered transforming back into his self and let Victor know who he was and why he was doing what he was doing. But he just wasn’t sure.

Victor smiled. He asked, “So what is this all about?”

Madison and Artorious said nothing. They sat silent.

Victor took control of the radio. He spoke to the men in the two ships. “Yo, bitches. Get the hell out of here before I send you to, yeah you know what I am going to say. Hell.”

The two ships quickly vanished.

Artorious transformed himself from looking like Preacher Pat to looking like himself. “I agreed to do what they wanted because they promised that I would get to see my Netty.”

Victor said, “Jossette. Do they know where Jossette is?”

“Nanny Ogleby suggested they might be lying. She begged me to not again betray you.”

Victor nodded.

Madison said, “Sabian Blackrock promised my father that if I betrayed you that he would release Napoleon.”

Victor nodded. He stared at Donny Maxtone.

Donny laughed. “Man, I am here with you. I want to know where Jossette is but I had no idea what they had promised Artorious. I thought he was Preacher Pat.”

Victor said, “God damn. Such a mess. I also want to know where Jossette is. Have they done her like Napoleon? Have they caged her?”

Donny said, “I think she actually has been visiting Rachel. It is just when I have tried to catch her there by basically camping out with Rachel, Jossette visits on a different vibration from me. Of course I could be wrong, but if they have her caged now I don’t think they have had her caged the entire time.”

Artorious said, “Rachel is very convincing that Jossette has been visiting her but I have been like Donny, I’ve never seen Netty there. And we all know that Rachel imagines things. The men who came to me were very convincing that they could bring Jossette to me.”

Madison put her spaceship on autopilot to the Second Iapetus. She stood up. “Do you remember how you were freed from the First Iapetus, a realm that no one else has been able to open up and leave?”

Victor said, “I don’t think I was there. If I was then I was in a sleep.”

“Sabian Blackrock told my father that you were there and a group of witches held a seance and summoned you forth. He would not tell my father who you are but I would guess that you are Caelus or Uranus, whichever name that you prefer.”

“I prefer the name Victor.”

Madison grinned. “Okay.” Then her face became more stern. “But the point is that Sabian wants to gather that same group of witches to send you back to be imprisoned in the First Iapetus. Jossette was never the weak witch that she pretended to be. She is not as powerful as Amberline Darko but pretty close to it. The Witches Council are very afraid of both women. But now Sabian Blackrock does not mind poking the bear and playing with fire.”

Artorious said, “There is no way Sabian can gather that entire coven together to send you back. I wasn’t sure who you were, but if you are him, I sure as hell do not want you sent back. You are the only hope we have to free earth of the Space Alien Witches.”

Victor cocked his head at Madison “Are you sure that I am Caelus?”

Madison said, “My mom told me some things when I was studying the subject. I studied you long before I met you though until I had you on my spaceship I wasn’t sure who you are. And I guess I could be wrong and you aren’t Caelus, but I don’t think that I am. I might could convince myself to betray Victor but I would never betray Caelus.”

Victor nodded. “I guess I told you enough for you to figure it out.”

Madison said, “My mom first suggested it to me. She told me that me and my father were being fools. But I do want my Napoleon freed.”

Victor said, “And I want my Jossette safe. I do not want her hurt.”

Madison said, “So how are we going to play this to protect Jossette and try to free Napoleon.”

Victor threw his head back and looked up toward the ceiling. “Napoleon will be freed in time. When I told you that I was serious. But to how I will protect Jossette, I don’t have a fucking clue.”

Donny asked, “How powerful is Victor without you, Caelus?”

“Very. But he is broken. He is a mess. And I don’t know if I could maintain a connection to him if I allowed myself to be sent back to the First Iapetus.”

Madison said, “No. No. Don’t. I mean no. You can’t allow yourself to be sent back to the First Iapetus. You are our only hope.”

“There is Amelia. Somewhere there is my brother Jesus.”

Donny said, “We know that Amelia sleeps. I’ve been told that Jesus will not come past the Wall with the three thrones. Caelus, we need you.”

“And maybe the souls who are trapped in the First Iapetus also need me. Maybe if the coven can gather again they can send me back. I can gather my army. And they can bring me back forth with my full army.”

Artorious said, “We are not that powerful. We could barely free you the first time.”

Madison said, “You sent Belial to hell. You can help defeat the Space Alien Witches.”

Victor or Caelus said, “I did not send Belial to hell. Victor did in a confused state where he thought he was dreaming and playing a video game. He is a mess. But don’t underestimate my spawn. I think I do need to go back to the First Iapetus. The Space Alien Witches can’t be defeated without opening the First Iapetus back up. We need those souls trapped there freed. We need those numbers to scare the Space Alien Witches shitless.”

Madison said, “There is a soul who may know how to open the First Iapetus up. I have had to pretend to be his enemy and play him the dummy to keep the Space Alien Witches confused. I need your help with him. Please. I beg you. Do not allow yourself to be sent back to the First Iapetus.”

“You came here with malice and now you would save me?”

“I came here to save my Napoleon but I tried to convince myself that you aren’t Caelous. I now know that you are. I would never have malice against Caelous, only love for my Napoleon. Do you understand?”

“I do.”

Donny said, “Let us get the hell out of the outlands.”

Madison said, “We need to get Caelous to his son, Iapetus. We need them together.”

Caelous asked, “And Victor.”

Artorious said, “Madison and I will swear an oath to protect Victor. My Netty loves you, him, whatever and I guess I must leave my insane jealousy behind.”

Donny Maxtone said, “And you know how I feel about Victor.”

Suddenly Victor/Caelous screamed. “Oh hell. They are going after Amelia.”

Victor fell to the floor of the spaceship. Madison knelt down and shook him. He felt limp. She looked at Donny and Artorious. “We must all swear an oath to protect Victor and Caelous no matter what our way comes.”

Donny said, “I have sworn that oath many times. I swear it again.”

Artorious said, “I swear to protect Victor/Caelous, you Madison, and you Donny with all my ability. I swear.”

Madison said, “Then we are Three as One.”

Donny said, “In time we will be a greater number as One.”

 

 

 

* * *

Trembling, Stewart opened the door. “I feel afraid but I must not be so. I must be brave.”

Stewart walked through the door. Flashing lights surrounded Stewart though he could not see the source. He heard giggles. Then he heard Preacher Pat Piaolo’s voice.

“Please leave me some dignity. Please.”

Stewart wondered if he should call out to Preacher Pat to let him know that… “What would I let him know. I don’t even know what is going on. I don’t know who are responsible for the giggles. And these lights. Why are they flashing around me?”

Stewart walked through a large space into a much narrower space though for a passage or hallway it was wide enough. Again, Stewart heard Preacher Pat’s voice.

“Stop pulling my boxer shorts down. Leave me my shorts. Don’t let my body be found naked.”

Stewart heard a woman’s voice.

“But you are a handsome man. I see your ass is nice and firm. And your cock is large. Seeing your cock makes my pussy wet.”

Stewart continued walking. Then he stopped cold. In the flashing lights he stared at the wall. “There is writing on the…” Stewart examined the wall more closely. “The wall is lined with crypts. I am in a mausoleum of some kind. I would not think the church is old enough to have a catacomb beneath it.”

Stewart heard Preacher Pat’s voice.

“Those aren’t crypts. What is this behind the facade?”

 

 

* * *

Out from Witch City In the Metaphysical World…

Sam Bigalo’s mother, Samanjela stood on a rock balcony overlooking a river some 1200 feet below. She turned to see her grandson Rabbit who was sixteen and something of a wild one. Sam Bigalo was his father.

“Granny, why were you upset that I brought Winston with me to visit you and grandfather.”

“You must understand that Winston’s grandfather, Sabian Blackrock is dangerous and is our enemy. Sabian is a danger to Amelia.”

“I hate the way my father treated my mother. He might have loved my mom more if he could have just let go of Amelia.”

“I guess I understand but you don’t wish Amelia harm, do you? You didn’t sneak Winston here to get back at us, did you?”

“Of course not. Winston is having trouble with his parents. He needed some place to get away from them. He had never been to the Witch City and I thought this would be the perfect place for him to hide from his parents. I just wanted to be up front with how I feel about Amelia because I did not want you to get the wrong idea.”

“Your grandfather and I should not be helping Winston to hide from his parents. Because of how we feel about Sabian, when discovered, they will build it up into some kind of conspiracy like we kidnapped him or some terrible such thing.”

“Please do not send Winston back.”

“We must let Bilford Arthur and Winfey Blackrock know that Winston is here. I will advocate that he be allowed to stay.”

Rabbit hugged his granny. “Thanks. You will find that Winston is a great young man. You know he saved me from drowning after mom vanished.”

“Sam never told me about that. Were you trying to do harm to yourself?”

“I don’t know what I was trying to do. I was drunk and feeling sorry for myself but I don’t think when I took the dare to swim across the bay I was much thinking about anything. Of course back then I could not cross the line between the living and dead. I could not visit places like Witch City.”

“Yes. Earth is a very much different place once you realize that earth is not one world but many worlds and understand that death is an illusion. Still we can not go to all worlds. Some worlds are locked. And there are some worlds that we must earn the right to enter.”

“I wish I could find where mom has gone. I guess she must be in a world I can’t enter.”

Samanjela knew things she was not about to tell Rabbit. She changed the subject. She asked, “Where is your friend Winston now?”

“Taking a long shower. I am afraid one of the few pleasures he gets out of life is imagining that he is the lover of some celebrity while jerking off.”

Samanjela gave her grandson an eye roll. Then she looked up toward the sky. She saw three spaceships hovering and she felt a great fear in the pit of her stomach. “You know we relocated here to protect Amelia.”

Rabbit looked up to see what his grandmother was seeing in the sky. “I haven’t told anyone. Winston would not tell anyone. Honest.”

“I believe you.” Samanjela called out to her husband. “Ansil, there are three spaceships hovering.” She pulled out her eye glass to get a closer look at the ships. “I think the ships belong to the Round Abouts group but I am not sure.”

Ansil came out. He looked up at the spaceships. Then he looked around. “I am going to the computer radar. I’ve got a bad feeling.”

“So do I. I’ve got a feeling the Blackrocks have found where we are.”

Rabbit screamed, “Winston would not tell anyone.”

Ansil said, “I am not accusing him or you. This is not about accusing. This is about protecting our asses. Boy. Don’t you understand that we are in danger. I do not want any of us to end up in a cage.”

Winston walked out on the balcony. “We are in danger. Have my parents found out where I am?”

Ansil screamed, “I don’t have time. I have got to get to the radar computer.”

Rabbit hugged on his friend. “They are afraid for Amelia. Dad told me how your grandfather has already tried to get her once.”

Winston nodded. “I hate my family.”

Caelous appeared on the balcony but only one person on the balcony could see or hear him. Caelous said, “We need to get Amelia on the boat that is down in the water caves. Do you understand?”

No one responded to Caelous.

Winston said, “I don’t think they can see or hear you.”

Caelous said, “But you can.”

“Seems that way.”

“Tell them. Please hurry. Tell them.”

“There is some dude here that says you need to get Amelia on the boat that is down in the water caves.”

Rabbit asked, “Who? I don’t see anyone.”

“I don’t know. He looks like that Victor Duddley dude I was reading about the other day.”

Ansil ran out on the balcony. “They are positioning to surround us.”

Rabbit said, “According to Winston, Victor Duddley is telling us that we need to get Amelia to the boat in the water caves.”

Ansil stared at his wife. “Do you know what he is talking about?”

Caelous screamed, “You follow me and tell them to follow you.”

“I will follow Victor and you should follow me. I think he is trying to help.”

Samanjela said, “We have Amelia hidden.” She quickly fumbled with her phone that was in her green apron pocket. “I’ve got to call Sam.” As she pressed a couple of buttons she managed to get her phone to her ear as the number dialed and he picked up. “Son. We are fixing to be under attack by the Round Abouts Group.”

Sam said, “Shit. Alice told me that Arthur Ramsey is afraid for Victor and Jossette. I did not think I should be afraid for you all as well.”

Rabbit could hear what was being said on the phone. He screamed, “Winston says that Victor is here in astral form. He wants to get Amelia to a boat in the water caves. Can we trust Victor?”

Sam said, “I am so confused. What are you and Winston doing in the Witch City with your grandparents?”

“Dad, the spaceships are coming closer. We don’t have time for your questions. Can we trust Victor?”

Sam screamed, “Mom, do you have an escape plan.”

“We have Amelia hidden. They should not be able to find her.”

Caelous said, “They know about the secret room behind the fireplace in the kitchen.”

Winston said, “If you have her in the secret room behind the fireplace in the kitchen, they know about it.”

Ansil said, “I don’t see where we have any choice but to get Amelia and follow the boy.”

Sam said, “Okay dad. Do it. Save yourselves and save Amelia. Rabbit, know that I love you. And Winston, know that I do not hate you.”

Winston laughed. “Sir, back at you. Now we’ve got to get our asses moving. Victor is already heading to the secret room to get Amelia. I am following.”

Samanjela put her phone back into her apron pocket.

Everyone followed Winston who was following Caelous. Caelous entered the kitchen.

Caelous said, “Sorry young fellow but I am going to need to borrow your body.” Caelous jumped into Winston’s body.

Winston stretched open the gray sweat pants he was wearing. “He jumped into my body and now my dick is 12 inches long. It feels different.”

Rabbit peeped at Winston’s cock. “Damn.”

Winston quickly popped his sweats to again be snug back against his stomach.

Caleus/Winston then turned the antique radio on that was on the mantel above the fireplace. That opened the secret door to the secret room where Amelia was hidden.

Samanjela said, “He knew how to open the door.”

Caleus looked at Amelia laying in her bed. Tears filled his/Winston’s eyes. “Mom.”

Samanjela and Ansil looked at one another. “Mom?”

They heard people begin to break into the home.

Caleous/Winston snapped his fingers and transported everyone but the intruders to the boat. Caleous/Winston said, “You all will be safe here.”

Caelous stepped out of Winston’s body. Winston again opened his sweat pants to look at his cock. “Damn. Man. Couldn’t you have left me with a 12 inch cock.”

Winston pulled his sweat pants to again fit against his belly. Winston and Rabbit both looked around the boat which was more of a small ship than a boat.

Rabbit said, “This is not a rowboat. It is a ship.”

Caelous said, “It is an invisible ship, hidden by old magic that the space alien witches know nothing about. Amelia will be safe here. I must go.”

Winston said, “Caelous. Wait. Please don’t go.”

“You know my name.”

“I do know that your name is Caelous but I do not know how I know that.”

“I must go. Tell them how the ship is invisible and protected by old magic. There are canned goods and good beverages in storage off the galley. I’ve got to go back to my body and figure out what I am going to do next. Your grandfather’s people may have Jossette prisoner.”

Caelous vanished.

“Victor, that is Caelous, is now gone. He told me to tell you that the ship is invisible and Amelia will be safe here on the ship. There are canned goods and beverages in storage off the galley.”

Rabbit smiled. “This is fucking cool. Man. Your parents and grandfather will never find you here. And just think, an invisible pirate ship. Man, the damage we could do with this. Imagine being a pirate with an invisible ship.”

Samanjela touched Winston. “Thank you for getting us and Amelia to safety.”

“Well. It was all Caelous really, but you are welcome.”

Caelous reappeared to get another look at Amelia. Winston saw his return and how he walked to Amelia. He touched her face and said, “May you soon wake.”

Winston said, “He is back.”

Caelous turned to Winston and said, “Tell Samanjela that I also say that she is welcome and let her know how much I love her for taking care of Amelia.”

“Caelous also says that you are welcome and that he loves you for taking care of Amelia. Know that his are are not empty words. I could feel the love he feels in his heart for you and your husband.”

Listening to Winston’s words, Caelous realized that Winston could not only hear his words but feel his emotions. Most witches, even if they have the power of empathy, often do not use that power.

Caelous said, “Young man, thank you. I must being going.”

Caelous vanished from Winston’s view. “He is gone.” Winston shook his head in anger. “My grandfather would even fight a god. Grandfather Sabian is one crazy son of a bitch.”

Samanjela shook her head. “Wait. Caelous. The Caelous. You mean Victor is the god Uranus. He is not trapped in the First Iapetus?”

Winston said,. “I don’t really know much about such things but I know Victor loves Amelia very much and that he hopes that she will soon wake.”

“Does he have the power to wake her?”

“I don’t know. If he does he did not use the power.”

Ansil saw the troubled look on his wife’s face. He said, “Dear, we have taken care of Amelia all of these years. We have protected her. Are you prepared that she may be about to wake?”

Rabbit said, “Caelous did not wake her. She still sleeps there. Why would you think she might be about to wake?”

“Caelous being here means something. His saving us means something. His wish that his mother might wake means something. So again I ask, Samanjela, are you prepared that Amelia might be about to wake?”

“Of course I am prepared. I want her to wake. I dream that she will wake.”

“But we dream that she will still love Sam. We dream that we will still be part of her life when she awakes. We dream that she will be grateful. But when she wakes and she no longer dreams in her slumber, it might not just be the end of her dreams but ours as well. She is God. And who are we? We are nobody.”

Winston walked over to Amelia. He touched her as Caelous touched her. Then he looked at Rabbit. “Do you realize your dad was married to God. The God. This woman laying here in this hammock, this woman that I just touched, is the entity that created the computer system that controls all these worlds.”

Ansil looked at his wife. “Computer system?”

Rabbit walked over next to his friend. He stared at Amelia and shook his head. “Wait. Is this a sex hammock?”

Samanjela said, “We will find a cabin suitable for her and move her there. I don’t know why Caelous would leave Amelia in a hammock on the deck of this ship.”

Ansil said, “A god just saved us. Don’t complain.”

Winston said, “He had to get back to his body. He has to figure out how to save his woman, Jossette.”

 

 

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Hearthville Serial: Book 7 – Episode 16

Excerpt:

Victor said, “Is it not enough that I tell you he will be freed? In time you will again have your true love in your arms and the things you two will do. The tribes will learn quickly enough they should never have hidden the truth of my brother and corrupted his words with half truths and lies that the gullible and the foolish have chosen to believe. He is so much more than what humanity knows. Make sure Napoleon understands that and does not become corrupted by the lies of the tribes.”

 

Hearthville Serial: Book 7

Episode 16

Any Truth, Proper Grammar, or Correct Spelling is totally coincidental if not accidental.
All characters are fiction. This story is fiction. This story makes no claims about any real person.

By Charles Peters

Copyright 2021

All Rights Reserved

Captain Crayon had a reputation as something of a scoundrel. He was a scraggly looking fellow. He had an extra large nose that had been broken more than once in various incarnations and that broken nose had become part of his astral identity. Generally he had curly blond hair of median length though sometimes he had a crewcut and sometimes he had short brown hair. His eyes were sometimes green and sometimes blue. When being born he was not partial to any of the Houses/Realms on the other side and such souls are less likely to have their identity appearance set. Still, those familiar with Captain Crayon knew him on sight no matter what appearance he took on. And they knew he was a mess.

Of late Captain Crayon had taken up with a sidekick that was none other than the witch Rasputin. All but one of the Houses/Realms would not accept Rasputin for they blamed him for the hell that Russia suffered after the Romanov royal family were murdered by the Bolsheviks.

Nicholas and Alix did not reject Rasputin from their House/Realm but the other members of the realm made his staying there difficult. So he left for the outlands. Iapetus took him him into the Second Iapetus Realm but when he was found organizing a group incarnation to try to restore the royal family to Russia, Iapetus turned him out. It was not that Iapetus opposed the idea but he doubted the idea would work and such a plan would only cause the souls involved more grief.

So Rasputin happened onto Captain Crayon who was trying to start a realm of his own from an old pirate ship that was something of a mystery. There was a rumor that Iapetus had secretly created the pirate ship for Captain Crayon and to gather the trouble makers that Iapetus wanted to help but did not want stirring up trouble in his realm.

Besides the huge pirate ship, Captain Crayon had a spaceship that looked like a submarine. He and Rasputin were flying it around when they spotted the spaceship of Madison Grant.

On seeing the spaceship Captain Crayon said, “Be trouble brewing that such a witch would illegally enter the outlands. Or maybe the ship is in distress. Should we dare claim the vessel?”

Rasputin stared at his friend. “Claim the vessel. There are people on that vessel and that vessel is armed. I don’t want to end this day in a cage.”

“That you say, I take advised. I shall call out to the spaceship and offer help. Wink. Wink.”

“Mighty God, my friend learn the ways of God. Offer help and without any winking. It would be good to befriend the Witches Council and Madison Grant might take kindly to you being kindly.”

“As you were kind to Alexandra and where did that get you?”

“It got me to outlands to be your best friend and where we can plot our sinister plans together, but with Madison Grant’s ship, I tell you that we must not be sinister.”

“We will see.” Captain Crayon got on the radio, “Calling the Madison Grant and warning that you be illegally in the outlands.”

Victor Duddley called back, “Listen wisely you old heretic, I am flying this ship to Iapetus and stay the fuck out of my way.”

Captain Crayon screamed, “You son of a bitch. That rude talk will get a missile up your ass.”

Victor laughed. “Captain Crayon, have fun because I am now in control of your ship and you are in for a roller coaster ride.”

Suddenly the submarine spaceship was on tracks in the other worldly sky and going for a roller coaster ride that was one hell of a ride. Captain Crayon threw up. With crap spewing from his nasty mouth he screamed, “Victor, you son a bitch, you will pay for this.”

Raputin laughed with glee, “Oh my, this is fun. Hell, this roller coaster ride is almost better than sex. I am so pleasured I may have an orgasm. Thank you Victor Duddley.”

Victor Duddley screamed with pleasure, “Rasputin, you old devil, what are you doing hanging out with Captain Crayon?”

“Captain Crayon is not so bad. He makes a nice sidekick.”

Captain Crayon protested. “I think we have established that you are my sidekick.”

Madison Grant told Victor, “Stop this roller coaster shit. You are bringing attention to us.”

Preacher Pat watched as other spaceships began to ride the roller coaster rail. “I think they like it.”

Donny Maxtone grinned. “Who doesn’t like a roller coast ride?”

Captain Crayon screamed, “I don’t. Please stop this now.”

Inside of the Madison Grant spaceship, Madison Grant stared at Victor. “You are a devil. Aren’t you.”

“Well, if I was God, I think the way to heaven would be a roller coaster ride.”

Preacher Pat said, “With all the ups and down in life, isn’t it? Isn’t the way to heaven a roller coaster ride?”

Victor winked.

Madison Grant cocked her head. “You are a direct spawn of God so…”

Victor pinched Madison Grant on the ass. “I am Amelia’s disappointment. Don’t make more of me than I am.”

Madison stared at Victor and thought about Napoleon. He might could rescue Napoleon. But Sabian Blackrock had convinced her father that Victor, who could send Belial himself to hell, was just too damn dangerous. Madison had argued with her father that Sabian was more dangerous to them than Victor, but then she had given in. She had agreed to a plan to get rid of Victor’s higher self. Madison touched Victor on the face and she fought back the tears she felt like crying. Sabian had agreed to free Napoleon if they would go along with the plan, but she knew Sabian was a liar and could not be trusted. But her father. He was so wishful that Napoleon would be freed by Sabian. Now there she was about to become an enemy of a man, probably a good man, but a man with the power to send Belial himself to hell.

Madison said, “You are a man who sent Belial himself to hell. I think you are man who could free Napoleon. Would you free Napoleon.”

“That is a job for Dude Righteous. You and your father should show him more respect.”

Madison said, “Please. Tell me that you will free Napoleon. I beg that you tell me that.”

Victor said, “Is it not enough that I tell you he will be freed? In time you will again have your true love in your arms and the things you two will do. The tribes will learn quickly enough they should never have hidden the truth of my brother and corrupted his words with half truths and lies that the gullible and the foolish have chosen to believe. He is so much more than what humanity knows. Make sure Napoleon understands that and does not become corrupted by the lies of the tribes.”

Victor turned to Preacher Pat. “You preached the lies of the tribes this last life you had on earth. But you know the truth of my brother. Make sure that Napoleon knows the truth.”

“But Victor, I know nothing. I am just a confused mess. If I preached lies before how will I know that I will not preach lies again?”

“The truth will come to you in bits and pieces from others and eventually you will remember it all. Always keep those bits and pieces in your mind for they will be the key that will open all the memory to you. You will know it all.”

Madison realized that Victor was not saying that he would be there to help Preacher Pat. Victor was not saying that he, himself, would be there to tell Napoleon what Victor called the truth. She wondered in thought, “Does he know? Why would he allow me to do my evil? God. Victor. Please stop me.” But her thoughts were silent.

 

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Hearthville Serial: Book 7 – Episode 15

Excerpt:

Victor Duddley sat down at the controls of Madison Grant’s spaceship. She screamed, “What in the hell do you think you are doing?”

“I am flying us to the second Iapetus Realm in the outlands. I know it is illegal for you to fly there so I am flying us there.”

Donny Maxtone looked at Victor and then looked at Madison.

Madison said, “I have the permission of Alice Malokey to fly you there.”

“Yeah. Well. I am flying us there. Sit back. Spread your legs. And enjoy the flight.”

“Spread my legs!! You are a crude son of a bitch.”

 

Hearthville Serial: Book 7

Episode 15

Any Truth, Proper Grammar, or Correct Spelling is totally coincidental if not accidental.
All characters are fiction. This story is fiction. This story makes no claims about any real person.

By Charles Peters

Copyright 2021

All Rights Reserved

Victor Duddley sat down at the controls of Madison Grant’s spaceship. She screamed, “What in the hell do you think you are doing?”

“I am flying us to the second Iapetus Realm in the outlands. I know it is illegal for you to fly there so I am flying us there.”

Donny Maxtone looked at Victor and then looked at Madison.

Madison said, “I have the permission of Alice Malokey to fly you there.”

“Yeah. Well. I am flying us there. Sit back. Spread your legs. And enjoy the flight.”

“Spread my legs!! You are a crude son of a bitch.”

“But I turn you on. Don’t I?”

“Not in a million years. Besides,” Madison’s voice turns into a mocking tone, “I know you are in love with Jossette. Your jerk off fantasy is for her Aunt Rachel to murder you in the boot of that junk car again.”

“That fucking psycho shit may work on my lower self. It has no impact on me. I am not going to suddenly turn into George or the lower Victor. So where were you planning on really flying us? Malokey maybe.”

“No?” There was an unintended question mark at the end of her answer.

“Oh. I think maybe you were. I bet you volunteered so you can go there and have a good fuck with Alice’s brother.”

“You don’t know shit. You just think you do.”

“Well. I know not to trust your pretty, all so pretty, ass.”

Donny grinned. “So I think you two are going to fall in love and get married.”

Victor laughed. “Not in a zillion years. I don’t have the required Napoleon Complex. Isn’t that right Josephine?”

Madison’s mouth fell open. She trembled. The image of her being thrown into the cage with Napoleon flashed in her mind. She wondered, “How does he know? Does the spell to hide my identity not work on him. How should I respond.” Then she screamed, “You are insane. It is my father who so loves Napoleon.”

Victor laughed. “Your secret is safe.”

“There is no secret. You are crazy. Or you are just making up shit to cause me problems.”

Victor nodded. “You know, I could free Napoleon from his cage but I will not. I will leave that to the Righteous Dude.”

Madison wondered, “Does he know where Sabian Blackrock has the cage hidden?” Then she thought, “I must not question him.”

Preacher Pat sat down in a chair. He held his head. “I feel so fucking bad. And I am so confused. You all are talking such weird shit. I want to wake up. I want to give my sermon.”

Donny began to give Preacher Pat a back rub. “It is going to be okay but you need to understand that you are dead. And in a spaceship. And on your way to the Second Iapetus where you will be protected.”

“If I am dead, where are the angels. Where are the gates to heaven? Where is St. Peter?”

Victor said, “A lot of what you preached was wrong.”

Preacher Pat stared at Victor. “Bullshit.” Then he thought a moment. “It is because I was a sinner. I was in love with Jack Minx. Now you are flying me to hell. But why does Satan look like Victor?”

Victor laughed. “Me. Satan. That is hilarious. I am not Satan.”

Madison stared at Preacher Pat. “Why is this human important to you and to Alice? He is such an idiot. And a hypocrite.”

“He was there when my brother was crucified. He comforted Amelia when she needed it. There was a moment I think if Amelia had not stopped him that he would have tried to save my brother.”

“Are you saying that you are the brother to Jesus Christ. Are you saying that Amelia is/was incarnated as Mary?”

“See. I’ve let you know one of my secrets. Are you less afraid of me?”

“I don’t know. I think I may be more afraid of you. I haven’t forgotten that you sent Belial to hell. I haven’t forgotten how powerful you can be. But now that I know that you are a spawn of the creator herself, I think that scares me most of all.”

Donny Maxtone asked, “Did the Witches Council sanction the murder of Preacher Pat?”

“Alice did not. But there are factions. Even though Sabian Blackrock is now a prisoner on Malokey he has contacts. He still gives orders. When he is freed he will still sit on the Witches Council. But the Witches Council did not sanction the harming of Preacher Pat.”

Preacher Pat pushed Donny Maxtone’s hands away from giving him a massage. He stood up. He looked at the large overhead monitor. It had grids on it and looked something like a map with an overlay of the space surrounding the large flying saucer. “So where are we now?”

Madison said, “We are just about to enter the outlands. Of course, with all of Victor’s powers I don’t see why he doesn’t just snap his fingers and then we’d be in the Second Iapetus realm.”

Victor grinned. “That would break the rules. And you know how I am a stickler for rules.”

“Yeah. Right.”

Preacher Pat asked, “Why would that be against the rules?”

Madison said, “It is kind of like the rule that a witch should not use a weapon or spell against another witch which that witch doesn’t have a way to counter. All fights must be fair and honorable to try to avoid bad Karma.”

Donny said, “But of course the bio terror attack on your church and the murder of you and the attempted murders of others was just totally fair and honorable.”

Madison said, “Of course it was not. That points to the attack being orchestated by some human group. Most of the human groups have totally forgotten what the term honorable even means. They elect politicians who are evil liars and who don’t have any ethical issue with bio terror and mass murder.”

Preacher Pat said, “Not all of us humans have lost our way.”

Madison said, “But even you think rules are made to be broken. Don’t you?”

Preacher Pat guessed he was a sinner and a hypocrite. He looked as though he wanted to cry.

Donny Maxtone put his arm around Preacher Pat’s shoulder. He said, “Now let us all quote the Witches Council in unison.”

And except for Preacher Pat, they did. “Without rules there would be anarchy.”

Madison smiled. “There are some days I long for anarchy.”

Victor said, “Well, the outlands pretty much are the realms of anarchy and constant wars. Houses fighting houses. Realms fighting realms.”

Preacher Pat scratched his head. “And you are bringing me to the outlands to protect me? Really? Seriously?”

Madison patted Preacher Pat on the back as she and Donny Maxtone stared into one another’s eyes. She laughed. “The Second Realm of Iaptetus is safe. Iapetus will protect you.” And she added, “From all the rules.”

Victor added, “And from being caged.”

Preacher Pat asked, “Why would someone want to put me in a cage? I don’t understand.”

Victor said, “There is no true death. You can not be killed on this side. But you can be caged. And some of those cages might put you into a sleep. It is a way to inactivate you. The sleep is the closest thing to the true death that there is. But the sleep is not without hope. We can still be woken or wake ourselves up.”

Donny Maxtone said, “Well, don’t forget, there is the planet of fire and brimstone where they try to remold our soul. They call it repairing us. Going there is pretty close to death.”

Victor said, “The sleep is painless. The fire and brimstone hurts like hell. And yeah they say it is to repair a soul, but the original is still there. The process does not really work.”

Preacher Pat asked, “So you have been there?”

“Oh yeah. I was never Amelia’s favorite son. I was something of a handful. And I guess it did mellow me some but I am still me.”

Madison stared at Victor. “Amelia sent you there and you still love her?”

“Of course I love Amelia. I am part of her and she is part of me. And it is not like I did not deserve to be sent there. Don’t you ever know that you have done wrong and hate yourself for it?”

Madison lied, “No.”

Preacher Pat asked, “Victor, what did you do that would cause you to be sent to the planet of fire and brimstone by this whatever you call Amelia?”

“I am not going to share all of my secrets.”

Preacher Pat asked, “Where is Amelia now?”

“She is in a sleep. Her husband’s family is watching over her. They don’t know who she is. They don’t know that she is the creator; God. I think there was a time that Sam knew but that memory has been taken from him.”

Preacher Pat scratched his head. “The person you think is God is in the sleep? How is that possible?”

Madison said, “It might not be possible. She may be playing a game.”

Victor said, “If she is playing a game, understand, she designed the playing court, the playing board, and in the end there can only be one winner.”

Madison nodded. She watched the monitor as her spaceship entered the outlands and she understood she could be caged for entering the outlands.

 

 

 

 

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Important Announcement

9/22/2021

There was a critical error on sayata.net/m/ caused by a plugin. I changed the name of the plugin  folder and got the site back working on the backend.  The frontend seemed to be working during the critical error. I am not sure if there was an update of wordpress that started the error or what.  The plugin had not been updated in 2 months.  There was no change in php.  I am not sure what triggered the problem, but to be clear I do NOT blame the writer of the plugin.

Unfortunately I had used the plugin quite a bit.  It was what generated the tables I was using for a listing of the stories and the tip menu and such.   You will see the code for the plugin in place of the table.

My sites on a different host were pretty much wiped out (nothing to do with the plugin or the issues here) and I am having to rebuild.  To be clear I do not blame that host for the issues.  Some were using flat pages w/out any cms.  They are on a different host from sayata.net and saywebapp.com.

I don’t really know if I have been under attack or the problems have been coincidence.

Previous Update below:

First … sayata.net will continue as normal but with more content being added soon.  I have been sidetracked with some things.

Second and the main reason for this announcement…

I have sold sayata.com.

I have owned the domain sayata.com since 1999 so it is kind of sad for me.  I had not wanted to sell it but the money on the table became too much for me to walk away from.  The sale was made to a mystery buyer with a broker/agent handling the sale.

I had been planning to update the georgia lottery apps before things happened that were on sayata.com and had been working on the apps.  I had owned saywebapp.com before all this came up.  The georgia lottery apps will now be located there and with a current data set.

 

3rd… I am still writing on the Hearthville Serial.  I will be posting new episodes soon to sayata.net.

Much thanks,

Chuck