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The Good Witch of the East End Mall Part Fifteen

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven, Part Eight, Part Nine, Part Ten, Part Eleven, Part Twelve, Part Thirteen, Part Fourteen

“Crap,” I said. “Crap, crap, crap. No, no.” One of the ghosts must have gotten her when I felt her body jerk.

I don’t know why but at that moment I felt like I was losing something very important, even though I just met her and still didn’t fully trust her. Maybe it was all the emotions I bottled up over the years, especially the last month or two, or the fact that I wasn’t sure if Mygle was alive, or that she was possibly my one ticket to save Kelly. Whatever the reason was I fought as hard as I could not to cry.

“You can’t just die,” I said. “You can’t.”

“It doesn’t even hurt,” she gurgled.

“How do I save Kelly?”

She smiled. “Ah, yes.” She stopped short when she turned and saw the witches approaching us.

I turned to them with a sheer look of anger and hate, mad that they took away the one thing that might save my friend. I was going to kill them.

“Look everyone,” Lassie began, “he looks angry.”

I didn’t bother mincing words. I’ve had some pretty bad rages in my life but this one was up there. I tossed one of the guns to my sister, to which she smiled at me for–like a really happy, I’m going to kill someone happy. Then we attacked.

Keep in mind my sister is only 11 years old, but she attacked the witches like she’d been doing it for years. In retrospect it was probably a little soon to have her fight but it wasn’t like I had a choice. One of the warlocks approached her moving faster than a normal human would but she jumped in the air, kicked him in the face and shot him as she spun back down to the ground. I would like to say that it was just my teaching that gave her that kind of style but we have a natural ability as paladins.

Lassie came right at me. I wasn’t letting her beat me, not a chance. She threw some sort of magic at me but I dodged to the right and shot her right in the shoulder. Unfortunately, the bullet bounced right off of her and went flying away. The two of us went back and forth while the others just watched.

“You attacked your own sister,” I said, stating what she already knew.

“She made her choices,” Lassie replied.

“You’re awful.”

She flew right for my head, obviously intent on taking it off but I jumped to the right and avoided the inevitable death. When I rolled on the ground I reached up and grabbed her by the neck.

“I hate witches,” I told her as I spun her head around, ending her life.

The rest of the witches looked shocked that I was able to kill their leader.

“Who’s next?” I taunted them.

All of a sudden they all just flew away like rockets. That was a lame way of describing that. I looked over to see that my sister had killed another warlock and a witch.

I ran over to Helena, but she was already dead.

“DAMMIT!” I shouted.

“What is that?” Alex asked, pointing next to Helena’s body. It was something written in blood.

When we walked over to it we saw that it said Fortel.

“What does that mean?” Alex asked me.

“I have no idea,” I admitted. “But we need to get out of here now.” People were walking towards us. We got out of there before anyone could take a picture of us, I hoped.

We were no closer to finding a way to save Kelly and I probably let the only good witch alive die. Life sucks…

The Good Witch of the East End Mall: Part Fifteen


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The Good Witch of the East End Mall Part Fourteen

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven, Part Eight, Part Nine, Part Ten, Part Eleven, Part Twelve, Part Thirteen, Part Fifteen

There was a reason I never went to crowded places, especially a shopping mall. There is no way it could end well for my sister or me. Every bone in my body screamed at me to ignore the message that Helena magically—literally—wrote on the bathroom mirror, but there was something inside me that told me it was the right thing to do. That part of me was not present at that moment.

More and more cracks appeared on the magical bubble protecting us from the angry spirits trying so desperately to kill us. I wondered if they were all really angry or if it was witches influencing them, but they sure looked mad.

I wrapped my sister in my arms and we both knelt on the ground as the bubble began to shrink.

“Wes,” she cried.

“I’m sorry,” I apologized.

“I don’t want to die.”

I didn’t have anything to say back to her–no words of encouragement or anything. I didn’t see any way out of this. The few people that were in the bubble with us looked even more terrified than we were.

“I can’t hold this any longer,” Helena warned us.

“Wait!” Alex shouted. “Why don’t we shine that bright light?”

I looked at her like she had three heads.

“They’re ghosts,” I pointed out. “Even if they weren’t there are so many of them.”

“Does it not work on ghosts?” she asked me.

I looked at her for a second trying to figure it out. “I don’t know.”

“Shouldn’t we try?”

I looked over at Helena, who just shrugged her shoulders at me.

“Okay,” I finally caved. “Let’s try.”

We both stuck our hands out.

“Ready?” I asked Alex.

“Yeah,” she replied.


We shined our bright light at the ghosts who scattered like I just hit them with a patronous charm. Yeah, I read sometimes. Just kidding, I watched the movies.

“RUN!” I shouted.

Everyone took off like bats out of Hell for the back door. I grabbed Helena and helped her. She looked very groggy from protecting all of us. It was clear that she wasn’t trying to kill either of us or we’d be dead by now.

We were getting close to the back doors.

“We won’t be able to get out!” Alex yelled as the ghosts were gaining on us.

“Just keep going!” I yelled back.

I felt a jerk as one of the ghosts tried to rip Helena out of my hands, but I pulled her in. I pulled out one my guns and shot the glass doors out so we could go through. Luckily they shattered and we all made it through, even the couple of people that were with us.

The ghosts didn’t follow us outside and the witches were gone. It didn’t make any sense.

“That was close,” I said as I turned to Helena. I looked down and there was blood all over me, coming from Helena’s stomach…

The Good Witch of the East End Mall: Part Fourteen


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The Good Witch of the East End Mall Part Thirteen

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven, Part Eight, Part Nine, Part Ten, Part Eleven, Part TwelvePart Fourteen, Part Fifteen

I’ve told you that I hate ghosts before, right? They are impossible to kill unless you know what they want or need and can give it to them. Those ghosts were brought there by the witches that were standing outside, so the only thing they needed was for the witches to tell them they were done. So getting rid of them was going to be impossible.

I looked around at all of the civilians trying to think of a way to save them, because at any moment those ghosts were going to start attacking us.

“How?” Helena asked.

“The fact that you’re baffled by this makes me feel nervous,” I stated. “More nervous than I already am.”

“I don’t understand how they have this much power.”

“Witches never cease to amaze me.”

“I want to get out of here,” Alex whined. “I told you we should not have come here.”

“She’s probably right,” Helena agreed with her.

I whipped my head around. “What?”

“You probably shouldn’t have come.”

“You told me to come here.”

“I did.”

“And now you think I shouldn’t have?”

“I didn’t expect this to happen.”

“If we make it out of this alive I am going to kill you.”

The ghosts began to stir, slowly walking around the second floor, taunting us. All of the people in the mall started moving closer to us, somehow knowing that if they were going to survive it would be with us. I wasn’t sure why they thought that we were going to save them. I didn’t even know how we were going to stay alive.

I looked over at Helena expecting her to show me some bit of confidence but there was nothing but fear in her eyes. We were definitely dead.

All of a sudden the ghosts flew down from the balcony and swooped right towards us. When they were almost within arms reach a white glow surrounded us, protecting us from the evil spirits. I glanced over at Helena and saw that she was the one who put it up. She managed to engulf a few people besides us but the brunt of them were left out in the open.

It was really hard to watch and even more impossible to just stand there and do nothing, but there was nothing that we could do. The screams were going to haunt me for the rest of my life. I can only imagine how Alex felt.

“We have to do something!” she shouted.

I grabbed her hand, trying to tell her that there was nothing we could do.

“Please!” she yelled again.

“I’m sorry!” I replied.

After the screaming began to dwindle the ghosts focused their efforts on the bubble protecting us.

“I don’t know how much longer I can hold them off,” Helena shouted as she fell to one knee.

I could see the bubble start to crack. We would be dead within seconds…

The Good Witch of the East End Mall: Part Thirteen


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The Good Witch of the East End Mall Part Twelve

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven, Part Eight, Part Nine, Part Ten, Part ElevenPart Thirteen, Part Fourteen, Part Fifteen

I had a split second to act but needed at least 30 to do anything. In that time I realized that Helena was not trying to hurt my sister because she was just as surprised to see the sign falling towards her. Then something happened that I didn’t expect.

Alex pushed Helena off to the side and then did a barrel roll to get out of the way. The sign crashed to the ground and broke into a bunch of pieces, but no one was hurt. I ran up to Alex with my eyes wide open, surprised that she even knew what to do.

Everyone around us was freaking out, given the fact that a giant sign fell and no one could really see that well. I think anyone would be in a bit of shock after something like that. I ignored them, though.

“Wow,” I said.

“What is wrong with you?” she asked me.

“What do you mean?”

“You just shot a sign and tried to crush us.”

“I was trying to crush her sister.” I pointed at Helena.

“No, we were running to you calling your name and then you shot the sign right above us.”

“You forget we are dealing with witches.”

Helena stepped up next to us.

“They were obviously messing with your mind,” she said to me. “I’m guessing you couldn’t see anyone here except the witches?”

“Yeah,” I replied.

“Typical of the coven. Takes a lot of power to do something like that.”

“I’m guessing that they weren’t even really there, were they?”


“Then how were they able to knock me through a window? And there was a little girl that looked like a ghost.”

“Knocked you through a window? They wouldn’t have enough strength for that.”

“What does that mean?”

“I’m not sure.”

“Whatever it is, we need to get out of here.”

The two of them agreed with me and we headed back to the front of the store. There were more people gathered there, trying to get out but failing miserably. I could see most of the faces due to my ability to see in the dark and they looked panicked. Anyone in that type of situation would be feeling the same way.

“Why is everyone using their phones to see?” Alex asked us. “It’s not even that dark.”

“That’s because we can see in the dark better than they can,” I explained to her.


Helena pushed through the crowd like they were nothing to get to the door, which was still very much locked.

“Did you actually expect it to open this time?” I asked her

She ignored me as the door started glowing, illuminating the crowd at the front door. Everyone backed away from us like the entire front was going to explode.

“What are you doing?” I asked her.

“Blowing the door right open,” she told me.

“Why didn’t you just do this before?”

“I couldn’t. They were using too much power.”

“So why now?”

“Because they expelled a lot of energy faking you out.”

There was a sudden force that knocked all of us back on the ground and the door was no longer glowing. After I pushed myself up into a backflip I looked outside. There was no police or ambulance like I would have expected but Lassie and a bunch of other witches and warlocks. The clouds were dark and ominous.

“Uh oh,” Helena said.

“What?” I asked her. I noticed that she was looking up to the second level.

Looking over the railings down at all of the people below were hundreds of ghosts…

The Good Witch of the East End Mall: Part Twelve


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The Good Witch of the East End Mall Part Eleven

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven, Part Eight, Part Nine, Part Ten, Part Twelve, Part Thirteen, Part Fourteen, Part Fifteen

I can’t imagine that any of these witches were stronger than the Terrible Three but I’m also sure that dealing with this many at once wasn’t going to be any easier, at all.

“I thought you monsters stopped gathering in large groups now that I killed Larry?” I said loud enough for everyone to hear.

“You mean your father?” Helena’s sister asked in return. “And we’re not monsters.”

“No, the guy helped create me but he wasn’t my father. And you’re witches, so you’re monsters.”

She just smiled at me. “You killed the phoenix.”

“I didn’t actually kill him. He did it to himself.”

“We know.”

“Of course you do.”

I scanned over the crowd of the witches who would soon be trying to kill me. I tried to think of any possible outcome that might have ended with me coming out of it alive but it was looking very slim.

“You can’t get out of this one, Wes Parker,” she explained.

“I hate that you freaks always know my name,” I complained. “What’s your name? Just so I can stop thinking of you as the Devil.”


I didn’t say anything but continued to stare at her, waiting for her to tell me the truth.

“Seriously, what is it?” I asked again.

“Lassie,” she repeated.

“Your parents fans of dogs?”

“I was alive far before that wretched creature.”

“Uh huh. Okay, girl.”

“You are going to die and there is nothing you can do to save your friend.”

I laughed at her.

“That is what they all say,” I told her. “But you know what? I’m still alive.”

I aimed my gun up high pointing it right at the giant sign that would clearly crush all of the witches easily.

“Bye,” I said.

“Bye,” Lassie echoed.

All of a sudden they all disappeared and all of the people were back. Standing underneath the falling sign were my sister and Helena.

“Alex!” I shouted.

She turned to look at me but it was too late…

The Good Witch of the East End Mall: Part Eleven


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The Good Witch of the East End Mall Part Ten

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven, Part Eight, Part NinePart Eleven, Part Twelve, Part Thirteen, Part Fourteen, Part Fifteen

I was alone. At least it appeared that way. The mall was nothing but a ghost town. Oh crap. Was that a ghost I just saw? Let’s not get ahead of ourselves here, as far as I knew there were only witches and there was no telling what they could do.

“Hello?!” I shouted. My voice echoed but there was no response, not that I really expected there to be. “This sucks.”

I started worrying about my sister as I walked by all of the shops. There was no telling what they were doing to Alex. My pace quickened, thinking that I would actually find someone. Who were these witches who were strong enough to either make everyone disappear or make it look like they disappeared?

“Hello?!” I shouted, but again heard no response.

Suddenly I saw a reflection rush by in the window of one of the stores. I whipped around to see what it was but there was nothing there. I was not going crazy.

“Who was that?” I called out. “I know I saw someone.”

Still nobody responded.

“Is there anyone there?” I tried.

I’m not really sure what I expected to happen next.

“I really hate witches.”

Something hit me in the chest so hard I was pretty sure it was a wrecking ball. It knocked my right through the window that I had just seen the reflection in. I thought getting knocked through a wall was bad but getting hit through the window was much worse.

“Why?” I moaned.

I picked myself up and trudged through all of the shattered glass and debris. When I got back out into the mall I could see that I was no longer alone. You would think I would be happy to see someone else but it was just Helena’s sister.

“Where’s Alex?” I asked.

“Who?” she replied with a puzzled look.

“My sister.”

She merely smiled, sending me into a panicked rage.

“I’m going to kill you,” I promised her.

“I really don’t think so,” she responded.

“I’ve dealt with so many like you.”

“I don’t think you have.”

“You’re all the same. You think that you’re the one that’s going to kill me, but you’re not.”

“I really think we will.”


All of a sudden more than 20 figures came out from the shadows. I assumed they were all witches. I was dead…

The Good Witch of the East End Mall: Part Ten


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The Good Witch of the East End Mall Part Nine

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven, Part EightPart Ten, Part Eleven, Part Twelve, Part Thirteen, Part Fourteen, Part Fifteen

Why was it that every time I turned my back my sister was gone? It was like she did everything she could to make me worry. Now I was going to have to search for her in this giant mall in the dark. I really hate malls.

I walked back through the shop Helena had first taken us to and back out into the main section. People were starting to panic.

“I can’t get a signal,” someone shouted.

“What is going on?” another person asked.

Those people had no idea what was going on and I could only hope that they wouldn’t find out.

I navigated through the maze of people and shops searching for any sign of my sister or a witch or a warlock. Given what I had seen of the group we had just run into there was no telling the difference between them and a human. That certainly made my job a lot harder.

I reached the end of the mall and there was still no sign of my sister or Helena. I had definitely been set up.

“Crap!” I shouted as I kicked a trashcan over.

“Whoa, dude,” a kid said, putting up his hands. He might have been a couple years older than me.

“What?” I got right up in his face.

“Calm down, man.”

“Or what?”

“You better back up, bro.”

“I’m not a dude, or a man or your bro.”

He smiled and I just realized that I said I wasn’t a man.

“Don’t push me,” I said as I gave him a slight push.

“Back off little man or I’ll make you regret it,” he warned me.

There were a couple people watching us, waiting for something to happen. I’m sure it would have been a nice distraction from the horror that had captured that mall, but I couldn’t fight him right then.

“Forget it,” I sighed as I walked passed him.

“Keep walking,” he taunted as his friends laughed.

I’m not a fan of destruction of public property but I need to let that kid know that he had nothing on me. As I passed by a wooden bench I lifted my leg up and stomped through it like it was Styrofoam. All of them stopped laughing. I felt a twinge of satisfaction.

I walked far enough away so the people around me didn’t know what I had done. I then decided to start searching the stores. The first one I walked through was some electronic shop I had never heard of. Something told me that it wouldn’t matter in a few years anyway. There was no one in there, or so I thought.

“Wes,” someone called from behind me.

I turned around to see a little girl in a white dress standing behind me at the front of the store. Her face was almost as pale as the dress she was wearing with eyes as blue as the sky. She was smiling. It sent chills up and down my spine. It was the creepiest thing I had ever seen.

“Who are you?” I asked her.

She laughed and ran out the door.

“Wait!” I shouted and ran after her. When I got back out to the main area it was completely empty. There wasn’t a single person in that mall.

“Not good…”

The Good Witch of the East End Mall: Part Nine


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