Porn Star Family Pt. 16

The Seals of Onoskelis.

Thanks to WAA01 for the edits.

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Samuel Goodall's cobalt eyes shimmered in the primal powers he had received from Nyx and Gaia. The rings, which were seared onto his fingers, glowed as their power coursed through his body. His eyes darted about as he eyed the small orbs of arcane energy.

"Ira, back off," Samuel barked loudly. Wondering if Ira had this much power why he had so easily manhandled him the first time they met. "Ah. That's why," he said to himself when he couldn't smell fear coming off Ira's body any longer like he had during the fight at the mall. However, he knew Ira was at the brink of something -- What that was -- Samuel couldn't say, nor did he want to know. He had enough to contend with, he didn't need to know what was going on in another mythos. Nonetheless, it would seem to his undead eyes that something was hampering Ira from crossing that threshold.

"Glad to see you're back," Ira said, his hands tingled as he tried to force his way past the barrier. "So, you think you can help us out with... whatever that thing is?" he asked, nodding to the building.

"Give me space, I'll have that down in a matter of moments," Samuel said, with a smirk revealing the tip of his fang. However, something caught his attention before he could even chant the counter spell to bring the barrier down. Looking up to the sky, those cobalt eyes of his noticed the distortion along the fabric of reality.

"For Father!"

"Huh?!" Samuel muttered to himself as an unseen entity's voice came from above. Noting how Ira ran his hand down his face as two, four winged women burst forth from the spatial transference. "I take it they're with you?"

"Possibly," Ira muttered. His golden-ruby eyes ran along Lailah's blonde hair as it fluttered in the air, seeing the tip of her very small horn peeking out. A fierce look appeared on her face as she stared down the length of her arming sword. "Yeah, seems like they are," he mumbled, the glinting of the sparks danced along the heavenly steel of Cassiel's Chidori jumonji yari spear blade. Knowing who their mothers were given how similar they were to one another. Pondering how he was going to explain this when his sister and mother returned. He knew one of them was bound to overhear something they shouldn't. If they were like Anael then that was a very high probability.

"Dude... wait, never mind, so don't want to know," Samuel said, holding up his hand and shaking his head at how weird his life had become of late.

"Hey, you two," Ira called out, a chill crept up his spine at the way Cassiel and Lailah were looking at him. Glancing out of the corner of his left eye as he felt Anael's feet touching lightly upon his shoulders. "What makes you think if I couldn't force my way in that the two of you could?" he asked, crossing arms.

"Yes father is strong, stronger than you," Anael hissed, narrowing her eyes at her angelic sisters. Feeling her skin heat as she noted how that golden-ruby eye of his glanced at her. Wondering if her father would like to watch as she touched herself like Kelly had taught her. Smirking wickedly, noting the looks of failure on their faces before tilting her head up as she felt something else approaching.

"Cassiel!" Raphaela called out once she exited the same portal that her daughter had used to get to Earth. Her wings flapped; her body stilled as those golden-ruby eyes of his gazed up at her.

"Care to explain Raphaela?" Ira asked, annoyed.

"They're young, and their desire to see and help you got the best of them," Raphaela said, feeling her daughter and niece at her back as they floated before Ira.

"Uh-huh, well, the three of you are in the way. We would have that thing down if you two hadn't come out of nowhere," Ira said, sternly.

"Are you not pleased to see me or our daughter?" Raphaela asked, the hints of her hurt was evident in the tone of her voice.

"Not saying that Raphaela, just eager to get this done," Ira said, his weariness of the whole ordeal was straining his last nerve.

"I understand Ira," Raphaela said sweetly, floating closer to him. "But isn't our daughter beautiful?" she asked, placing her hand on his right cheek. Her gold eyes stared into his as she noted how his eyes were running over their daughter and Lailah. Noticing how proudly Cassiel was presenting herself for her father's inspection. The way her four wings softly flapped, how her raven hair floated in the air, to how her polished gold battle corset lifted and supported her 38C breasts, to her dark brown, studded, leather armor skirt. Raphaela could see the eagerness in Cassiel's eyes for her father's acceptance.

"Hello father," Lailah said, floating before him. Her white and black wings flapped as she floated a foot away from his giant nose. "I know this isn't the time, yet we could not simply sit by and do nothing while you have need of us," she said sweetly, the light purple translucent veil floated behind her that was connected to her golden, double banded bikini bottoms. "My sister and I are at your command in any way you see fit," Lailah said, pushing the purple veil that covered her breasts, which were supported by a matching bra, to the sides of her orbs. "In anything you might need," she purred displaying her 32D breasts for her father's viewing pleasure.

"I see," Ira muttered, trying not to get hard as Cassiel's and Lailah's succubi energies buffeted his body.

"Don't listen to them father, I am your first born," Anael said, into his ear. Shooting her sisters a hateful glance as she did. "It should be me that you call upon for whatever you need," she said, noting her sisters fuming looks.

"Enough Anael, we don't have time for this," Ira said, glancing over at her.

"That's very true Ira," Michelle said, coming out of the same portal they all had used to get to Earth. "I told you to stay in the garden," she said in a disapproving motherly voice. "We'll speak of your punishment later," Michelle whispered as she flew by her daughter. "Well Ira, seems you've been gathering a strange group since the last we saw one another," she said, her eyes running hungrily down his body.

"What can I say, my life is full of weirdness," Ira said, shrugging his shoulders.

"I hope you don't..." Michelle's words were cut off as Samuel cleared his throat.

"Not to rush this reunion of sorts, but they aren't going to wait, you know," Samuel said, arching an eyebrow as he looked up at the two angels.

"You dare speak to my mother and father like that?!" Cassiel hissed her Chidori jumonji yari spear materialized in her hand. Ready to defend her mother's and father's honor to the death if she had to.

"Cassiel that's enough, the Herald is right, we can catch up later," Raphaela said, her golden eyes simmered in her lust as she recounted the day she appeared in the shower of his high school's locker room. Wondering if she could get him to impregnate her once again, then she knew Lucifer would have a fit over it. Making it all just that much sweeter to her to know that while Anael might be the oldest of the group that it was her that he came to, to bear his children and not her sisters.

"Yes mother," Cassiel said, plainly in a huff, before sending her spear back into the ether from which it came.

"How much room do you need to bring that down?" Ira asked, peering over at Samuel.

"When they move out of the line of sight," pointing to the four of them floating above him, "then I should have enough," Samuel spoke in a matter-of-fact tone. Trying not to get creeped out when Anael smiled at him. He always got a feeling that something wicked was brewing behind those eyes of hers. Then again, she is the Devil's daughter so it wouldn't be a surprise to him if that actually turned out to be true.

Ira glanced out of the corner of his eye as he saw his grandmother appearing on the roof behind Samuel along with everyone else. Seeing her taunting smirk as she approached her sisters. Daring them to strike her down like they would have done in the past. That appeared to be the case until 'Sammy!' resounded on the air as Kelly, Charlotte, Aurore, Nimue, and Pandora ran towards him.

"Oh goddess, I was so worried about you!" Kelly exclaimed as she planted kisses all along Samuel's ageless face.

"Kelly we are here for a reason, we can catch up later," Charlotte said, in a stern aunt voice. In truth she was just jealous that she hadn't reached Samuel first. After all the father of their child needed to constantly feel her womanly shape pressed against him. That was what lovers did, at least to her mind. Glancing out of the corner of her eye as Aurore was lightly swooning and had this look in her eyes that she knew all too well. Biting her lip as she noted how Samuel's hand lingered on Kelly's ass.

"I'm going to need all of your help in this," Samuel stated looking at Kelly, Charlotte, Aurore, and Nimue.

"Of course, Samuel, what do you need us to do?" Charlotte asked, stepping forward taking up the role her sister once commanded before they had to perform that forbidden ritual to save Wendy's soul.

"Prepare a circle while I take down the barrier. Kelly you're in the west, Charlotte in the east, Aurore southeast, Nimue the southwest point," Samuel said, giving out this orders.

"Okay, I understand that, but don't you need help bringing that down?" Aurore asked, nodding towards the barrier that, so far, had kept Ira and his cohorts out.

"No," Samuel said, plainly.

"Then why the spell circle?" Nimue asked, stepping up to Aurore's side. She knew all about her fascination with her husband and vampires in general. How could she not, the moment she saw him and Ines along with Kelly and Charlotte in the video that brought her and Samuel together, she learned everything she could about his family and extended family.

"Once the barrier is down, I'm sure they," his thumb pointing at those behind him, "will most likely clear out the building," Samuel said, glancing over to Lucifer who nodded that his words were correct. "So while they are doing that, we'll be summoning the sword of Ares," he stated in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Wait... What?!" Kelly and Charlotte stammered in disbelief.

"Sammy you sure I can do this?" Aurore asked, feeling her cheeks heat, her courage strengthening as Samuel nodded.

"Sammy what do you mean summoning Ares' sword? Is that even possible?!" Kelly asked, flabbergasted.

"Think of the sword like a suture needle and with it, Ira will close this seal back so no one can use this site for some hundreds if not thousand(s) of years. They weren't really clear on that last part," Samuel uttered scratching his right cheek looking off to the right hoping that would be the case.

"Told to you by whom?" Lucifer asked, arching an eyebrow, to which Kelly and her group nodded along when they too would like an answer to that question.

"Gaia and Nyx," Samuel stated glancing over at Lucifer.

"And they actually helped?!" Lucifer half asked, half demanded in shocked disbelief.

"Not without a price," Samuel said ominously, his left thumb brushed along the band Gaia had placed on his left, middle finger.

"You didn't...?"

"I'll tell you later, right now," turning to face the building, "we have work to do." Kelly, Charlotte, Aurore, Nimue, and Pandora threw up their arms as a bright pillar of green and black energy swirled around Samuel's body as he tapped into the borrowed powers of those two ancient, primal entities. A torrent of wind ripped at their clothes, feeling the soles of their shoes sliding along the roof as the force of Samuel's magic forced them backwards. "O audi me: tace unum!" Samuel's voice rose as did his arms. Those powerful, wicked primal energies along with the red electricity that had been arcing off his body whenever he tapped into his magic as it and the goddess' powers swirled around his hands. "Et verba leguntur. Et cadas in vicibus suis, et conteret!" Samuel's voice thundered, rattling the windows of the apartment buildings, store fronts, and government buildings as the wind carried his voice to all corners of the city. "Tristes chiod nolite flere noli fere quaerentibus auctor armorum tuorum!"

The citizens' of Portland looked to the night sky as a strange voice spoke to them in a language that was long dead. Some spinning around, some whispering to one another, others looking suspiciously at their joints wondering if someone had laced it; priests and nuns dropped to their knees, preforming the sign of the cross holding their rosery tightly knowing what the words meant as they whispered to it, yet all wondered where the source of that voice came from. Was it God? The Devil? Or a very, very bad trip? No. Nothing so obvious. What those good people began to sense, began to feel dancing along their skin sending chills along it, was magic. Magic that the world hasn't seen since the last witch trial ended. Magic so pure that a simple stray thought could bring about your desire if one knew how to tap into that flow of power.

However, if you were like the dirty, blood shot eyes, the smell of whiskey drifting off the homeless man's body as he stared fearfully at those across the street from him then you knew where it came from. The empty liquor bottle resounded as it rolled along the rubbish strewn alleyway where he had been sleeping; nestled tightly in the corner where the dumpster and the store's outer wall met. His body was slow to heed his mind's drunken cry to flee. To never speak of this horrible dream as his feet were failing to gain traction as his worn, hole riddled soles caught the pavement. Yelping in freight as something struck his back rocketing him down the length of the alleyway as it seemed to his drunken mind like an explosion happened from behind him.

"I'll get us a snack," Pandora said sweetly, as she stepped up to Samuel's side once the barrier was shattered. She knew she and her sister had to feed soon, more so after a high level spell as the one they were about to do sounded like.

"Come daughters," Mor commanded stepping up to the edge of the roof. Her soulless black eyes glinted evilly at the thought of feasting on the entrails of the humans that hid like rats within that old, dilapidated building. "Let's go teach those mortals not to destroy Mor's mate's home."

Ira contained the shiver as Mor giggled like a child, the image of a haunted house appearing in his head as she, Aswan, and Ardat Lili leapt from the roof. Glancing to his left as he felt Anael's lips on his cheek.

"Come Daddy, let me fight by your side," Anael spoke, her nails cutting into the palms of her hands. Wondering why her mind was thinking of how his touch felt along her horns when she was about to slaughter every mortal soul she could in the coming battle.

"Yes Ira, let us teach our daughters' how the angelic order fights." Michelle commanded reverting back to the warrior she was when she faced off against her rebellious sisters.

Ira turned his head hearing that sigh he knew all too well. Feeling her feet touching lightly on his right shoulder. Her fingertips dancing along his right cheek. Noting the smirk on her lips as she gazed up at her sisters, who wore jealous looks at the fact she was so openly touching him in their presence. How he wished they could be like Samuel's little group of ladies, that didn't what to clash whenever one of them tried to one up the other.

"Ira, go show them what it means to face off with my Prince," Lucifer purred before her wings lifted her into the air.

"Come on before they take all the fun." Anael began to pout at the thought. Ira couldn't believe the other two were nodding along. Anael took to the air once Ira began to shrink down back to his humanoid size.

"Stay by my side Ira," Raphaela cooed as she came to land beside him. "Cassiel show your father what you've been training so hard on," she said, smiling up at her daughter.

"Yes mother," Cassiel nodded, her raven hair bouncing against her chest before flying towards the front door of the building.

"Lailah take the top floor, I'll clear out the next," Michelle said, taking command. "Can I trust you to watch my Ira's back?" she asked, with a pointed look as she gazed at her rebellious sister.

"The nerve," Lucifer huffed crossing her arms as Michelle took flight. "Like I'd ever allow harm to come to you," she said sweetly, her eyes glancing over at Ira.

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"Well, this has been so weird, I'll be glad when this is all over," Kelly said, as the sounds of screaming filled the air as Mor and her children, along with all the rest laid waste to those within.

"Agreed," Charlotte nodded once she had finished forming the spell circle and taking her place where Samuel wanted her.

"Well then, we best finish this as quickly as we can," Samuel stated looking at all four of them as he took his spot at the north point of the pentacle that lay within the circle.

"Then you and I shall have a long honeymoon," Nimue purred smirking at the other three women when they stared at her.

"Yeah... so how about we do this," Samuel said, snapping his fingers. Caleb Mills' 'Sold My Soul' began to play around them. Their eyes ran up and down Samuel's body as his hips kept to the beat. "Well I sold my sold to the devil for a dollar and a dream." Wiggling his eyebrows at these women who had come to be a major part of his life. Rolling his shoulders as he danced in place. "But now demons irk my mind and make me scream." Kelly's head tilted up; Charlotte looked around them as she felt Samuel's magic beginning to swirl around them. "I'm a voodoo child who cries to let off steam." Sharing a nod with the four of them knowing the time was coming. "Fighting this feeling that lives deep down inside of me." Wondering if they would catch on to why he had chosen this song. "I said now."

"Audite me qui utinam meis. Ut exaudias deprecationem tuam a quaerenti," Samuel began to chant. Giving them a nod when their part of the spell began to appear before their eyes as the words were written in the air. Breathing in deeply as their combined magics filled the circle. Granted he could summon the sword himself, yet the spell called for five, but he wasn't going to tell them that. "Innitetur super puero tuo istrumentum non indiget pugnare. Universo mundo manifestam efficient, ut et ipsi meministis."

"Get right baby don't fight cause. I'm shooting arrows at the moon tonight." Gathering his magic within him as their combined power filled the circle. "And Cupid's hiding in the dark of night and he won't come out baby to see the light. I got my book of spells open. I'll put a spell on you cleanse my soul of every single thought of you." An ancient Greek scroll appeared before him as the lyrics faded away.

"Ad te clamo Ares Martem! Nos obsecro paululum rutilant!" Samuel's voice cried out to the heavens as his glowing cobalt eyes gazed up at those twinkling burning balls of gas in the night sky. "Memini ut percutiat inimicos gladiis incumbere incumbere nobiis deorum!"

"Baby why you waiting said I'm going to New Orleans. To conjure up a potion that'll draw you away from me." Their eyes shot towards Samuel as his hands clapped as he hadn't lost his groove as he was still dancing along. Kelly's and Charlotte's eyes widened knowing that he was telling them something. They knew him well enough that the song played more than one role: other than just background noise. "The place you don't wanna fall asleep in the middle of the night. 'Cause you'll see me in your dreams and you'll know your destiny's to die."

"Sonitu clamoris occisionis. Quia verba mea verus tinniant!" Samuel chanted coming to the end of the spell. His eyes glanced down as the pommel of the sword began to breach the center of the circle. "Et hoc mundo, in ortalium themer potestatem Aris!"