Shema'yah Bey How to Capture a Soul
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HOW TO CAPTURE A SOUL SHEMA’YAH BEY PARADISE PUBLISHING GROUP Copyright © 2015 by Shema’yah Bey THE RITUAL - HOW TO CAPTURE A SOUL This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination, or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, or locales, and/or persons - living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Grateful acknowledgment to GM (Hazel), Vonda, Jennifer, Sherm, Ms. Anita,Queen!, Wanda, the Nuriddin family, Thomas & Judy, Richard, and Dr. Farrell. THE RITUAL HOW TO CAPTURE THE SOUL Book ONE of THE RITUAL Series Written by Shema’yah Bey DISCLAIMER: Reader Discretion Advised All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or utilized in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the Publisher. Inquiries should be addressed to Permission Department and Emailed to: [email protected] ISBN: 9781729211649 Printed in the United States of America First Edition 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 You deserve what you tolerate… - Ida May Bouché BOUCHÉ (pronounced: Boo-Shay) THE RITUAL - HOW TO CAPTURE A SOUL SHEMA’YAH BEY 1 FOO DOG New Orleans, Louisiana The Metairie Louisiana cemetery served as the perfect backdrop for a midnight ritual. The Grand Dragon of the Ku Klux Klan was the intended target of the ceremony. He knowingly or unknowingly had crossed Madame Montoyier (pronounced: Mon-Toy- Yea), who was a feared “Mystic,” living in New Orleans. A Mystic was someone who believed in realities beyond human comprehension. “One hooded baby doll, two strands of his reddish-blonde hair, and three puffs of hickory flavored cigar smoke will ruin his life forever,” said 1 THE RITUAL - HOW TO CAPTURE A SOUL Madame Montoyier in French. The splattering sound of white rum hitting the tomb of her beloved ancestor guaranteed the success of the family ritual. Madame Montoyier’s cinnamon stick complexion, smooth skin, and pearly white teeth gave her a youthful appearance. But, she was decades older than she looked. “You have to pay the spirits,” she told Paradise, who was Madame Montoyier’s only grandchild. The girl was an exorcist-in-training and a very obedient child. “I remember Mom-Mom, you trained me well. Our family has always fought from the graveyard. Mama said this magic is from the old world. Hey, Mom-Mom, I don’t want to hurt your feelings, but Mama said you’re going to Hell. When I disagreed, she got mad, sucked her teeth, and walked away. We’re not going to Hell, are we Mom-Mom?” said Paradise in French. “You’re mother abandoned the divine science of our people. She joined the religion of our enemy, and now she’s suffering. So, please be patient with her Is-ah-Bell-La because she’s not thinking clearly. To answer your question, we’re not going to Hell. But, Black folk will remain in Hell if they don’t return to the real practice of magic,” said Madame Montoyier in French. 2 SHEMA’YAH BEY “You forgot to say cooperative economics, worshiping God, and honoring our ancestors,” said Paradise in French. “I didn’t forget I’m hoping you’ll never forget,” said Madame Montoyier in German. The following afternoon, Madame Montoyier stood inside of her kitchen and placed thirteen candles on top of her granddaughter’s birthday cake. Paradise was standing on the front porch, nervously twirling one of her long Indian braids. Swaying on the spindly limbs of Madame Montoyier’s weeping willow tree were brightly colored bottles. Paradise always found the sound of clinking glass unsettling, but she continued to wait with patience for guests who would never arrive. Paradise was forced inside because the raindrops continued to pluck her caramel skin. Prior to opening the screen door, she paused and looked intently at their Chinese Foo Dog. That creepy stone statue was sitting at the foot of their porch. Paradise thought it moved, so she played detective by tiptoeing to the bottom of the step. After close examination, she realized the Guardian Spirit hadn’t moved at all. Paradise walked inside the house, shuffled past her grandmother’s antique furniture, and shouted, “I Want Real Friends!” 3 THE RITUAL - HOW TO CAPTURE A SOUL That Foo Dog from the porch was sitting in front of their family portrait. Paradise took a deep breath, side-stepped the mythical creature and walked quickly into the kitchen. “You okay honey?” said Nina, Paradise’s emotionally attractive mother. Nina’s mother was Madame Montoyier. Nina had abandoned her mother’s teachings, because her Caucasian Pastor had said, “Thou Shalt Not Suffer a Witch to Live!” A few weeks earlier Madame Montoyier had told Nina that she wasn’t a witch. She said she was a Prophetess, who worshiped God. She also said, “Je ai été formé par le Prophéte.” In French she said, “I was trained by the Prophet.” The Prophet was Nina’s grandfather Cicero Montoyier. In a prior incarnation, Cicero was a member of a secret society. Their Mystical Order had been in existence for thousands of years. Their major responsibility was keeping demonic forces from culling the entire human species. Those brave men and women worked in secret, so, humanity could live from birth to death, without knowing those horrific creatures existed. Madame Montoyier asked Nina to help her with Paradise’s birthday cake. Nina helped her mother carry the weighty cake to the kitchen table. 4 SHEMA’YAH BEY “I know the oath says no one gets out of the 21st alive. So, you can kill me now Mama because I’m leaving the 21st,” whispered Nina in French to Madame Montoyier. “Personne ne vous tue. Laissez-nous parlons demain,” whispered Madame Montoyier. In French Madame Montoyier had whispered, “Nobody is killing you. Let us talk tomorrow.” The 21st was the code name for their Secret Order. The actual name was “Le vingt premier Juin.” That meant the “21st of June” in French. Madame Montoyier was a ranking member of the “Occult Sleeper Cell.” All of the members in the “21st of June” had to speak German. The word “Occult,” meant Hidden (knowledge of the paranormal.) A “Sleeper Cell,” was a secret group of individuals or agents. Those secret agents lived amongst the targeted population. They led normal lives until activated by the Sleeper Cells’ Leader. The “21st of June” worked off the books as counterinsurgents. Those “Militarized Mystics” was organized by the Paranormal Branch of the Military. In French, Madame Montoyier said, “Nina, this divine science can save your life.” Nina could care less; her life centered on Paradise and Alonzo C. Mingo. He was her Hollywood handsome husband of mixed heritage. He was black, 5 THE RITUAL - HOW TO CAPTURE A SOUL white, and Native American. Alonzo and Nina were decorating the kitchen with party favors and birthday balloons. Paradise shrugged her shoulders, pulled back the kitchen curtain, and looked at an empty driveway. Between sniffles, she heard the rickety sound of their screen door opening. In concert with a flash of lightning, Paradise ran out of the kitchen, into the hallway, and then froze. Standing in the doorway was her unwelcomed Aunt Ida May Bouchè. As Aunt Ida walked seductively toward the kitchen, she stared briefly at the Foo Dog, and quickly side-stepped it. Paradise hugged Aunt Ida. “Aunty,” she said happily. “Bon Jour Paradise how’s the birthday girl?” Paradise’s continence changed from happy to sad because the Spirit of Depression had just entered the room. “I know you’re lonely. But Great Leaders don’t have friends,” said Aunt Ida. Paradise breathed deeply as Aunt Ida wiped the friendless tears from her eye. Aunt Ida handed her a gift. “Merci,” said Paradise. “I didn’t have time to wrap it,” said Aunt Ida. She was Paradise’s godmother. With enthusiasm, Paradise snatched the unwrapped jewelry box from Aunt Ida’s hand. An assortment of ancient Egyptian styled rings adorned Aunt Ida’s cocoa colored fingers. Paradise’s smile lit the room. She was stunned by her 6 SHEMA’YAH BEY unexpected gift. It was a large pair of 24 karat gold earrings with a nameplate in a cursive script that read, “PARADISE.” She happily attached those sparkling earrings to her earlobes. Without warning, a blood-curdling scream rang out. Aunt Ida, along with Paradise, ran into the kitchen. In a maddening twist of French and Creole words, Nina shouted, “She isn’t welcome here!” Alonzo softly said, “I didn’t invite her.” Paradise’s father had a reputation for being a womanizer. Nina didn’t believe the rumors until she had seen Ida having sex with her husband. Nina had discovered them spooning in Paradise’s bed a few days ago. Ida is or was Nina’s best friend. They had met on the banks of Lake Pontchartrain when they were seven years old. Nina kept Alonzo and Ida’s sexual secret to herself. But, Madame Montoyier could feel her daughter’s pain. The Spirit of Uneasiness crept into the kitchen and snatched the fun away. So, Alonzo attempted to de-escalate the tension by seductively saying, “Nina, ma douce.” “I am not your sweet,” shouted Nina. Alonzo felt violated because Nina had invaded his personal space. So, he stepped back, and she stepped forward. His nostrils flared, her nostrils flared, and he 7 THE RITUAL - HOW TO CAPTURE A SOUL stepped back again. Nina’s dissecting stare caused the Spirit of Confusion to attack Alonzo.