Terrifying Taco Tussle

Woodland Springs Taco BellHello fellow supernatural warriors I’m Rebecca Abernathy your friendly neighborhood Demi-Mermaid Witch!  It was the heart of the witching hour as hunger struck. I couldn’t sleep since my boyfriend Xavier was out on Luminary Lake with Drake, and Hunter catching Luminary Lake Trout, a glowing paranormal cousin of regular Lake Trout that only comes to the surface during the Witching, and Devil’s Hours. They glow all the colors of the rainbow, and are quite tasty. I felt like a taco so I decided to make a run for the border at my local Taco Bell.  So I hop into Xavier’s Lamborghini, and blast down to the road to ring the bell of Mexican cuisine at it’s finest. As I placed my order the guy behind the counter looks terrified. So scared that his pants were wet. He kept averting his eyes to the right as I asked him where the rest of the employees were. He refused to reply so I hopped over the counter as he screamed,”Noooo Stop Lady!” I get in the back area, and see one guy, and a woman in Taco Bell garb tied up. A sinister 6’4″ tall guy wearing a black robe with Satanic symbols emerges, and says,”You will make a fine addition to my Dark Lords sacrifices” I then replied,”No you’ll make a fine addition to my Goddesses sacrifices!” He bellowed,”Witch!” as I rang forth the cry of “MYSTIC SPHERE!” My protective pink energy orb surrounded me while he exclaimed that I would now bear the brunt of his Dark Lords unholy powers. He quickly shaped a plasma ball of dark energy which appeared deep violet with swirling crimson shades. He launched it at me causing my supernatural shield to waver. Clearly he was an extremely powerful master of the dark arts who kept bombarding me with pernicious plasma balls.

I then implored,”Fulgora I call unto thee for the power of lethiferous lights to lay waste to this wicked Warlock!” At that moment the Goddess Fulgora heard my pleas, and bolts of azure electricity sprung forth from my fingers hitting the blasphemous bastard causing him to fly into boxes of taco shells. He wickedly wailed,”Your weak Goddess is no match for my dark Devil of destruction bitch!” His eyes glowed red, and crimson energy shot my Sphere cutting into it like a laser. At the same time my emitted lightening bolts were being stopped by an invisible shield that would glow green when hit with my power. He got up, and slowly walked toward me with his crimson eye beams as he formed a new plasma ball. I thought to myself,”Oh crap is this how it ends? A supernatural showdown at the local Taco Bell? Why couldn’t I just have made my own tacos at home?”

My Mystic Sphere began to dissipate, and my lightening stopped as I felt horribly weak despite my increase in powers due to the upcoming galactic alignment of the 2012 Winter Solstice. Suddenly I felt a jolt of massive energy which turned out to be power sent over a large distance by WhiteWolf, a top flight Werewitchpyre, and website user of Mystic Investigations who regularly sends us mystic energies to aid in our battles against the dark forces of evil. I reanimated my pink energy shield, and was able to make small spheres of energy in my hand. He threw a plasma ball but it bounced off the Mystic Sphere, and I launched a pink mini sphere at him. It engulfed him like bubble gum as I directed it to lift him in the air. He was trapped, and extremely angered calling me all manner of nasty expletives. I replied,”Yeah that’s right bastard! Witch trumps Warlock! Where’s your Dark Master now? Say have you ever been in outer space?” He stopped yelling, and gave me a look of terror because he apparently knew what was coming next. I screamed,”Hecate hear me! Launch this loser to lunar heights!” The Warlock blasted through the ceiling screaming like a baby, and I never saw him again. He’s probably lying dead on the surface of the Moon or he may have the power to produce air. Perhaps astronauts will find him someday. The guy behind the counter let me get my own tacos free of charge while he untied the other employees. As I left I advised them that they would end up in the loony bin if they told anyone what really happened.  I guess they never did because I haven’t been visited by the authorities.  It’s plausible they’ve seen this kind of thing before since we all live in a major supernatural hot spot.  Next time I will probably just make something in the safety of my own kitchen.  Still I do love the occasional Taco Bell washed down with a Mountain Dew Baja Blast.  Then again I love to eat seaweed out of my salt water aquarium as well.  The human, and mermaid in me are alway fighting over what they want for dinner. Yo Quiero Taco Bell!

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