Attack at the Mansion

The High Witch of the Los Angeles Life Coven, Glinda the Good watched as her “minions” studied the magical barrier around Rebecca Queens’ mansion.

Pop! A dirty Satyr appeared next to the coven leader.

“Glinda,” Phill said rudely interrupting Glinda’s thoughts.

“Hey, show some respect,” Richard said stepping between Phill and his coven leader.

“Stand down, it’s all right, I felt him coming,” Glinda said patting her boy toy’s shoulder.

“Yes, High Witch,” Richards said stepping aside.

Phill smiled as he met his “employer’s” gaze.

“… speak, or be gone Phill,” Glinda said looking back to the magical barrier.

“My men made everyone in the neighborhood fall asleep. We established a perimeter and disabled all the cameras,” Phill said wringing his hands.

“Thank you,” Glinda said summoning a small bottle out of thin air.

“One endless wine bottle, flavored as you requested. The second one will be yours after we are done,” Glinda said throwing the bottle at Phill.

Phill smiled as he easily caught the enchanted item.

“High Witch,” Richard said watching the Satyr walk away.

“Yes,” Glinda said not looking away from the magical barrier.

“You’re one of the most powerful Life Witches. And our coven is the largest on Earth. Why are we contracting Fey to help this operation,” Richards asked confused.

“My dear Shadow Hand. It’s true that we are the largest. But as Soul-Casters it’s often cheaper to trade magical goods instead of amassing our armies and using our power directly. You must try to avoid spending mana when you can. You never know when you will need the flexibility only available with spell craft,” Glinda said with a smile.

Richard looked to the large Arachne warriors guiding the swarm of spiders.

“Is the ‘Life Binders’ that dangerous of a coven?” Richards said admiring the biggest of Arachne's (Ms. Drain Heart) giant breasts.

“Careful, Richard. Those boobs are not full of milk,” Glinda said smiling.

Richard blushed and looked away. This caused Glinda to giggle, her boy toys were so cute.

“To your question, yes. While the ‘Life Binders’ coven is young and full of new witches … Their leader Luke Smith … is a ‘Jinn-Binder’. He has enslaved a few famous leveled 20 Sorcerers. And hired professional Jinn soldiers as guards,” Glinda said turning back to watch the barrier.

Glinda didn’t mention that Luke Smith was now a level 28 Sorcerer, ‘God of Siring’, King of Atlantis, and recently hired to be Earth’s ‘Divine Jailor’.

Glinda rested her hands atop her large pregnant belly.

“He also has Aphrodite the Greek ‘Goddess of Love’ enslaved. That level 30 sorcerer is a very important ally to our coven,” Glinda said angrily.

Richard noticed his mistress’s anger and didn’t say anything else.

“Dam Luke Smith for taking Aphrodite. She was key to my ‘Breeding Pass’ operations. And Fuck Thoth’s dumb demi-god voting system. ‘Divine Jailor’ my ass. How am I considered the 3rd largest threat to Earth?” Glinda thought in frustration.

Rebecca waddled out into the center courtyard of the mansion. The Jinn Guards nodded at her as she passed.

“How’s the shield holding up?” Rebecca asked approaching her defense expert.

“Fine, we have enough ‘spirit energy’ to last a few more hours under their ****,” Samantha said not looking away from her rune carvings.

Rebecca nodded and waddled over to the very pregnant Aphrodite. She lay sunbathing by the pool.

“Did you contact Luke Smith?” Rebecca asked the love goddess.

“Sorry, no luck. I couldn’t reach him. And no, I confirmed he isn’t off-world. I contacted Sif the Norse Goddess of Harvests. She and I are old friends. We made a connection after we realized we both have large monstrous husbands. … What was your question again,” Aphrodite said not looking up from reading her magazine.

“Luke?” Rebecca asked annoyed.

“Oh, right he is in the Norse God’s underground prison. No magical communications down there,” Aphrodite said before sipping from a silly straw.

Rebecca sighed in relief. Luke was safe … probably.

“Why didn’t that idiot leave one of his avatars,” Rebecca thought turning away.

“Dam, things would be so much easier if I could use my ‘3rd Eye’ to learn information from higher-level casters,” Rebecca thought for the hundredth time.

Odin and Thor stepped back from Loki and Luke.

“Just think of a place you have a strong connection with. Envision you and Loki there and you will be teleported,” Odin said calmly.

“If we are allies now … can I ask for your help to defend my coven,” Luke asked concerned for his women.

Odin saw the worry on Luke’s face.

“Don’t panic. Aphrodite said your coven members are not fighting at the moment, but they are under siege,” Odin said raising his hand up to calm Luke.

“And sorry, we can’t help you. We’re from different pantheons. Only your fellow Greek Gods can help you fight mortals without breaking any divine rules of engagement. Our hands are tied. We can only help if your divine territory Atlantis itself was under attack,” Odin explained.

Luke slowly nodded his understanding before opening the scroll of teleportation. He envisioned Loki and himself appearing in Rebecca’s mansion office.

…

A long moment passed … but the scroll didn’t activate.

“Odd,” Odin said scratching his beard.

“Where were you thinking of going?” Thor asked curiously.

“My Coven’s Mansion,” Luke said eyeing the scroll.

“Maybe the scroll is broken, let me try,” Thor said reaching out.

Odin slapped his son’s hand.

“No! It’s dangerous to touch a scroll once someone attempted to use it,” Odin said concerned.

Loki rolled her eyes.

“You all are idiots,” Loki said putting her hands on her now very wide hips.

Luke, Thor, and Odin all stared at the short heavily pregnant goddess.

“You said it yourself. Luke’s Coven is under attack. That means there are likely shield magics at the target location,” Loki said annoyed.

“Aw … of course,” Odin said with a cough to mask his embarrassment.

Pop! Luke and Loki appeared in Luke’s office room of the ‘The Sunny Bump!’ Fertility Super Center.

“Great! We’re here,” Luke said looking at his desk clock.

“Where’s here,” Loki said examining the strange room.

“The Sunny Day Mall,” Luke said summoning ‘Gungnir’, the legendary spear into his right hand.

Luke looked back to see his latest baby mama poking the machine prop he used to fool his artificial insemination patience.

“Right, she has no idea what technology is,” Luke thought.

“No time to explain, we need to go,” Luke said grabbing Loki’s hand.

The Goddess followed after Luke as he pulled her through the Fertility Super Center.

“I hope Samantha, Keyleth, or Sabrina are here. They will know how to help break the siege,” Luke said to himself.