Raven

Raven is the sixth chapter in the Wombles Seven.

Rachel Roth was currently drinking tea. She was in a café in London. She had escaped to England to get away from her demon father. She was trying to figure out what to do and how to prevent him from finding her.

She was unsure why this was so difficult for her. She had been brought up and trained by a goddess before she learned of her demonical background. Still, this was a challenge. Her purple hooded outfit was helping her get past security footage, but that wasn’t enough. She could tell that Trigon knew what she was doing. She was only still running because she didn’t know what else to do.

She enjoyed her tea. It was a somewhat a luxury among all the days of being on the move non-stop. Of course, nobody could tell that her family was different from most peoples. She just looked like an average teenage girl. And in most ways, she was one.

Out the window she could see New Steed Manor across the street. She had seen Trigon pass by there earlier, but she had decided to stay, because once Trigon has gone to one place, he doesn’t usually come back at least for a while.

She was just thinking about these things, when two men walked into the room. One was blonde with a cigar, a sandy brown jacket and a white shirt with a messy red tie, and the other one looked much more clean with neatly brushed black hair, round glasses and a blue suit and tie with a hat.

“Hello, Miss.” Said the clean one, tipping his hat. “I’m Harry Potter.”

The messy one didn’t introduce himself. He just shouted, “Rachel Roth! I, John Constantine, exorcist, demonologist, and master of the dark arts, and Harry Potter, master sorcerer, wizard and the Chosen One, are here to protect you from two threats. One we believe you will already know. Your father, Trigon, is after you. But also, Cadmus, a group who have sworn to destroy all wizards, witches, aliens and metahumans. Come with us if you know what’s good for you.”

Rachel stared at him, and so did everyone else in the café.

“Yeah, I don’t follow old dirty-looking men who start chatting to me in a café…”

“No, Raven! That’s your true name, your birth name. We’re not here to harm you! We must save you from-“

A police siren was heard and everyone stood up to look out the window. There was nothing, until a blue and white car flew violently at the café’s glass front, rotating as it went, and landing on a large group of people.

“No, no!” said Constantine, holding his hair. “Trigon. He’s found you.”

Sure enough, a giant red demon with four piercing yellow eyes and two horrible horns on the top of its head landed out in the street, making a large hole in the concrete.

“Raven!” it demanded in a dark and horrible voice. “My daughter! You dare turn against me! You dare refuse to continue my legacy!”

“Go, love, go.” Said Constantine to Rachel, gesturing to leave.

“No!” said Rachel. “He’s my father. And this is my fight.”

She walked out through the broken glass windows and into the street where Trigon stood looking angry.

“Father.” She said. “Leave this place!”

Trigon growled aggressively, leapt up into the air with an axe, and tried to land back on Rachel. But when he landed, he couldn’t see her. He turned around and saw her. Her eyes were a different colour now and he could tell that her magic was being brought out.

“Child.” He grunted, walking over to her. “Do you really think that you are one to stand against me?”

Rachel was about to make a move, when Constantine shouted, “NO!!!!!”

Trigon turned his head round. He recognised Constantine immediately.

“Constantine.” He said. “You may have stopped my friends. Mallus… Neron… my entire family. But you said it yourself. Even you can’t stop me.”

Trigon raised his axe in the air, then violently crashed it down to the floor, causing a tremor that knocked everyone to the floor. Constantine struggled back up, and began to chant something.

“The Sacred Cross Commands you. The Omkar, the Lotus, and the Shahada command you! Flee this place! Disperges in ventum! Be not, and be gone!”

Trigon glared, then closed his eyes and disappeared as Constantine’s magic symbols stopped appearing on rings in front of him.

“What did you do?” asked Harry.

“I sent that demon back where he belongs. For now, anyway.”

“What was that spell you used? Disperges in Ventum? I’ve never heard that before!”

“You wouldn’t have. They would never teach that kind of thing in Hogwarts. It’s for sending demons to hell. Actually, for sending anything or everything to hell. The rest of the enchantment needs to be said to specify what your sending there.”

“You sent Trigon to hell?”

“Yes. He’s from there, it shouldn’t be too bad for him. Even I survived when I visited last week.”

“You visited hell last week?!?!”

“Yes, I needed to make a deal with Bielsebub to get my magic back. Don’t worry, though, if it means I’ll go to hell when I die, then I can quite easily take control, get back out, release all the demons and lock it forever. That’s what I told God.”

“Uh…”

“Is something wrong, Harry boy?”

“Uh… No… No, nothing at all.”

“Good. Now, Raven? Follow us if you know what’s good for ya.”

Rachel reluctantly followed the two wizards and they went to find their next person to protect. They had never managed to find Seagirl, so they had left Soton earlier.