After a brutal paranormal investigation, that almost cost the life of one of the investigators, you would think that a nice long vacation was just the ticket. Not Rachel Law, she decided to go confront the source of all evil; the Devil.Devil is a paranormal journey into the American southwest and along the Devil’s Highway; a stretch of road that was once numbered Route 666.Rachel tells friends and family that she wants to meet story tellers and record ancient stories. In the back of her mind she has that intention. But her real goal was to unravel the myriad of stories to track down the Devil.This adventure is told in 8 novellas. Each stands alone as a short story, but together, they take you on a journey deep into an America that few will see, and less will understand. They take you to a place where people interact with the strange and unusual as easily as we might drive through a fast food place for morning breakfast.The American southwest is rich in the paranormal supernatural beings, demonic-creatures, hidden UFO sites, and unexplained encounters.Along with her cousin Marl Simpson, also a member of the Paranormal Investigation Service Team Of Franklin Furnace (PIST OFF), they load their jeep and head west. They will meet a large assortment of fiercely independent people, the type who seem only capable of existing in remote areas. They will chase down stories, and tangle with strange cryptids, various ghosts, and ancient, never-ending battles of good and evil.As with any paranormal hunt, the danger in the chase is that you just might capture something that you do not want. Devil is no exception. Rachel spent all of her life waiting to face the Devil; she wasn’t prepared for the encounter, or for the price she would pay for her discovery.
Orville Burch has dedicated his entire vocation and avocation to peeling back the curtains on the windows of the unknown, stopping just short of being a peeping Tom.
While growing up, Orville Burch lived a family mystery. No wonder most of his writings are of the dark-side. There were whispers, and bits of incomplete stories and legends relative to his ancestry.
His family was from the Appalachian area of Ohio, West Virginia and Pennsylvania. He was born in West Virginia, but grew up in Ohio. From as long as he could remember, he was told that he was part of the Blackfoot tribe.
That part of his heritage was a treasure he embraced, as he roamed the forests and streams of rural Ohio. The mystery, however, was that the Blackfoot tribe lived nowhere near that Appalachian area. It would be a few years before he uncovered most of the story.
His family oral history was that an Eastern Blackfoot fleeing to escape slavery was harbored on a farm in Virginia. There he met a woman by the name of Burch (some stories say she was an indentured servant from Wales or England). They fell in love and were married. He, fearing that the slavers would track him down, changed his name to Burch. Eventually, they left the farm and went west, maybe as far as Ohio.
Could the story have been true?
The Eastern Blackfoot, is not the same as the Blackfeet of Montana. They are an entirely different ethnic group. The Easter Blackfoot called themselves the Saponi. They spoke a Siouan language. The Western Blackfeet or Siksika spoke an Algonquian language. It is believed by anthropologists that both tribes received their name from settlers because they wore moccasins that were stained black.
There are many people living in Ohio, northern North Carolina, Kentucky, West Virginia and Virginia who can trace their heritage to Eastern Blackfoot ancestors. This has always caused confusion since the Eastern Blackfoot have long been forgotten by American history books. They never fought a war against Great Britain, or the United States, so there was no peace treaty signed with them. They never were a tribe recognized by the United States government.
In 1660, the Colony of Virginia armed the fierce Rickohocken tribe and issued them a contract to capture unlimited numbers of Native American slaves. The Rickohocken capital, Otari, was near Bedford, VA. The Saponi were located directly across the Blue Ridge Mountains from the Rickohockens and therefore were immediately attacked by Rickohocken slaving parties.
By 1670, explorer Johann Lederer reported that the surviving Saponi had relocated southwestward to a site on Otter Creek, near Lynchburg, VA. Not too long after that the Saponi and Tutelo moved southwestward again to the confluence of the Dan and Staunton Rivers, where they form the Roanoke River. The islands they lived on were very close to the Virginia-North Carolina line. The purpose again was to put farther distance between their dwindling populations and their pervasive enemies, the Rickohockens and Iroquois.
The presence of some Saponi descendants in North Carolina is the result of the next move by the surviving Virginia Siouans. Explorer John Lawson reported in 1701 that the Saponi and Tutelo were living on the Yadkin River in North Carolina near present day Salisbury, NC. Slave raids by the ancestors of the Cherokees pushed them northeastward into the southeastern tip of Virginia, near white settlements.
Most Saponi had become Christians by the early 1700s and had adopted European (Christian) names. In 1711 Virginia Governor Spotswood placed the Christian Siouans on a reservation known as Fort Christiana in Brunswick County, VA. The Saponi lived with other Christian Siouans on the reservation for a few years, then dispersed. In 1722 the Iroquois agreed to stop raiding Virginia Indians, but continued to attack Carolina Indians.
In 1759, a band of 28 Saponi traveled northward to Sunbury, PA.
Reading 'Devil' by Orville Burch is not for the faint of heart, I must say. I read through splayed fingers over my eyes, hoping what I am reading is just a tiny bit of horror, with no more forthcoming, but, oh no, my luck runs out in this novel. As many times as I tell Rachel, "Do NOT go there," she never listens to me. Trust this reader: in this novel, Rachel and Marl find themselves in plenty of 'don't go there' moments. Yes, of course, I read the entire book with my lamp on all night, I might add. I can't stay away from the Rachel/Marl duo. There is laughter, of course, at that lighthearted Marl, and this time, we find out what he likes to collect! My goodness, that was a twist. Certainly worthy of 5 stars. I am off to read the next Rachel book.