Nephilim by Sammy King Page B

in the Witch kingdom; it was also the most powerful. But they lost their way. Witches magic works by using light, however Warlocks work by using dark.
    The head of the Coven, Circe, fell in love with the Warlock, Erra. He was the most powerful Warlock, a Nephilim. The problem was that where there is light there can’t be darkness. At the start the Witches and Warlocks were able to live peacefully together, but as time went on the Warlocks managed to convince the Witches to change their magic and work in dark. As a result the coven literally demolished itself.
    It was stories that Merza and Morrigan spoke of, disease, that hadn’t been seen for centuries, started appearing and the Witches who normally were immune became sick and started to die. The buildings began to fall until there was nothing left. The gardens that were once filled with vegetables and herbs became toxic. The ground in which they grew became literally poisoned. Ada scorned herself again for giving herself over to a Warlock. She didn’t know what she was thinking, nothing could have ever worked between a Witch and a Warlock, nothing good could have ever come from it and nothing could have come from this Warlock.
    “It would make sense though seeing as he is a Warlock, but if he was raised in Brownbank it would have made him centuries old. But that would have meant that his Mother, the Witch, left the coven long before the disaster” Ada said more to herself than anyone.
    “That’s true, but we were all under the understanding that no one was left” Kade said.
    Ada nodded, that was what Merza had told her, that all the Witches and Warlocks had died and there was no one left. But then again until that day Ada had believed that Kade was the only Nephilim left and it turns out she was wrong about that. Abaddon had produced a child.
    “We always thought that the Brownbank coven was only Erra, the Nephilim. Who was Erra’s Father? I didn’t think he came from Abaddon” Ada asked.
    Kade sat back and scratched the top of his head in thought.
    “I would have to research it. I’m not sure.” He said.
    “Hamuel was Erra’s Father” Karla spoke.
    Kade and Ada turned to look at her as she held up her phone and waved it.
    “Aje Authority computerised all its files” she said with a smile.
    Ada smiled at her and nodded her head.
    “Well that makes it a little easier. From what I remember from what Mum and Morrigan said Hamuel’s harem of Witches all died with Erra. Dane’s story doesn’t make any sense” Ada said.
    “You’re assuming that his story is true, after all he lied about a fairly important point.  His Father is the fallen Angel” Karla said.
    Ada nodded her head and ran her hand through her hair.
    “That’s true. It is possible that it’s all bullshit. Well you have his Mother’s body. Who was his Mother?” Ada asked.
    Karla typed into her phone and frowned as she searched what she was looking for.
    “Ok. So his Mother’s name was Irza. And she was raised” Karla typed some more on the screen of her phone “she was raised in the Willowbrook coven”
    Ada raised an eyebrow at her Father as Karla continued to swipe at her phone. She held up her hand for attention.
    “Oh here’s something” Karla said. “So, Irza was raised in the Willowbrook coven until she was twenty two and then she vanished. The Aje Authority investigated, but could find no trace of her. That was in 1765”
    Ada looked between Karla and Kade.
    “1765? So Abaddon steals her, hides her away, impregnates her, kills her, gets matching tattoo’s with his son and now wants to destroy all humans. Fucking hell, this is insanity.” Ada said.
    Kade sighed and rubbed his eyes.
    “This is crazy.” He said.
    Ada and Karla nodded in agreement.
    “We need to go to the coven, we need help. I need to locate the locket and maybe Morrigan can fill us in further about Dane’s Mother and her disappearance”. Ada said grabbing her keys off the table where she had thrown