After Thor left to find Oz for some reason, he gave me one of the used hex bags that he kept from the first time we tangled with Blake and his crew. Weird to think how many more times we’ve run into people Blake was connected to since then. I headed down to the Hecate cabin to talk to Stephen. I know him and his cabin have had some problems recently with their mojo books stolen but if Thor was right Stephen might be able to help us find Blake.
“Yo Stevie!” I walked into the cabin and found him and the rest of his cabin writing thing down like crazy in a bunch of old note books.
“What is it Oliver? Can’t you see that we are busy trying to keep what little spells we can remember since our Grimiors have been taken.”
That made sense since Thor was telling me about his theory about how it might have been Frost and Chloe that stole them from the cabin. That plus the new info he learned from the flash drive and we have a basic idea of who is part of team Oversight.
“Right sorry man Thor sent me here because he found a lead that might help us get you spell books back” I take the hex bag out of my jacket” Goes by the name Blake and we’ve run into him before. He used one of these on us and I was hoping there might be some mystical way for you to find him with this.”
Stephen stopped writing and grabbed the bag from me. He walked over to his desk which was covered in all sorts of weird looking letters in languages that I would not be able to understand. The unfolded the bag and looked though the powder and I think I saw him pull out a tiny bone from the bag and smelled it.”This is a tough hex bag to make. Most people would have a hard time making this and to be able to control a person with it. The guy who made is is a pretty powerful sorcerer if he could pull this off.” He put his hand on it, closed his eyes and started chanting something softly.
Then he was quiet for a few seconds when he suddenly he spoke up” He’s blocking me he doesn’t want me to know where he is”
“Cant you just concentrate harder?” I needed to know where he was.
“Magic doesn’t work that way” His eyes clenched tighter and he resumed chanting. Everything was quiet for a while and then the worst happened, I look up unexpectedly and I see that Stephen’s hand is engulfed in flames and the freaky part is his eyes are still closed.
I don’t know what to do and one of his sisters rushed forward and tries to put out the fire with glass of water but it had no effect. As quickly as the fire started the fire goes out by itself and Stephen falls backward groaning and cluthing his hand.
“What the @#$*&@ was that?” I finally let myself freak out and help him back up. His hand looks terrible and severly burned. One of his brothers comes to him with necter and with a paper that im guessing had a healing spell since he began chanting.
“Like I said “Stephen took a deep breath and opened up his hand. Inside as if they were carved in were the words “Don’t look for me” “This is a powerful sorcerer, im not going to be able to find him. “ I was bummed out but I knew he tried his best. I left the cabin and went down to meet with Thor and Oz.