Chapter 6: The Little Priest

"3. Different Voice: Sometimes those who are demon-possessed speak with a different voice. On one occasion, when Jesus asked the name of the demon, the demon spoke through the man and said: And He asked him, What is your name? And he said unto Him, My name is Legion; for we are many (Mark 5:9)" Landon recited. 

 

"You are still reading that?" Ambrose yelled. 

 

"I keep getting interrupted, but I don't think I heard any bad voice emulation..." 

 

“Whatever! Come and play with me please!” Ambrose yelled. 

 

He took her hand as she lead him out the door of the house. The ring on his finger vibrated and the red gem lit up in sync with his pulse. This was new. Normally he would not be able to feel it. His blood rushed through his body but his soul remained stationary inside his chest.

 

“Oh! You are still wearing the ring?” Ambrose asked. 

 

“Yeah…” Landon laughed. 

 

His eyesight became slightly blurred as if there were two suns burning at once. He tipped his head to the side holding his head to try and alleviate the sensation. The light was too bright. Too bright! As suddenly as it started it ended. He blinked several times trying to regain his vision. He was standing outside the house still. 

 

“Maybe you should take it off,” Ambrose replied. 

 

"It's okay I can handle it," Landon smiled. 

 

Landon felt dizzy and almost fell over. He put his left hand on the car to stabilize himself.

 

“Okay, but maybe you shouldn’t,” Ambrose giggled. 

 

The ringing stopped. The red gem lit up. His heart beat faster than normal. Something didn’t feel right. The world shifted. Colors were muted but the colors were not the same. It wasn’t like looking directly into sunlight anymore, instead the light seemed so far away, even though he was facing towards it. There was more noise. There was no music or voices, just sounds of people screaming as they ran.

 

Laughing could be heard from the back of him. His ears rang but he couldn’t make out what was being said. He felt a pain on the back of his neck. He closed his eyes and screamed. A flash of color exploded behind his eyelids causing him to jump. Everything came rushing back into focus. He looked around. It was dark, and cold.

 

The smell of sulfur hit his nose. His throat burned as if something had crawled in it. His hands and feet were tied together, but he could move freely. Where am I?

 

The person who had tortured him was now next to him. He was laughing again, “Welcome home my son. It was such a fun game we played. You did good today, and you can see our prize." The person lifted his shirt revealing a large knife. 

 

“No!” Landon cried out. 

 

“I wish you could have seen their faces when we killed them. Their screams of fear filled the air. All of them begged for their life but nothing worked. You see they knew exactly how it felt...”

 

Landon struggled against the rope, “Please don’t do this…”

 

“Do you know why they feared us? Because we were demons. No matter how much they tried we always found them. It's amazing how easily we caught some humans. You will learn soon enough. Just a few drops of blood won't hurt.” The demon grabbed Landon’s arm pulling up his sleeve.

 

Landon tried to pull it away but he only succeeded in hurting his arm. More blood pooled around the demon’s grip. 

 

“But we needn’t worry about you. Not yet anyway,” the demon said before slicing open Landon’s wrist. The blood splattered onto the floor below them. “Now let’s see what you’ve got. Blood. That means we’re near. Let’s hurry, it will get late soon. Don’t want our dear friend Lucifer to come and find you before you finish.”

 

They began walking back to the other room. Landon couldn’t help crying out, “NO! Please don’t hurt anyone! I am nobody!”

 

The sound of his cries echoed throughout the allyway. The footsteps coming closer were louder than ever. 

 

“Don’t be silly you are the reaper. We all know that’s a lie. Now shut up. We can do this all day.” 

 

As they walked further, Landon felt himself become less afraid. He felt the pressure of darkness fade away until everything was just dark. When he opened his eyes again he felt different. The first thing he noticed was that his wrists were free.

 

"I am a demon...Ambrose..." Landon whispered. 

 

"Take it easy please." 

 

"Let's go Ambrose okay?" He laughed. 

They were about to get into the car when someone with short blonde hair dressed in a catholic school uniform jumped over the hood of his car. They both looked at each other for a moment to hear a beast growling from behind them. The monster charged toward them but was thrown backward as Landon clutched tightly to Ambrose's hand shifting into a sword.

 

"Ambrosia!" Landon shouted. 

 

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He swung the weapon's power out in a purple wave of energy spewing outwards toward the beast who chased after the other guy. 

 

"Don't he is still human!" The man cried. 

 

Landon ran toward the monster swinging his blade. The beast roared as blood spurted from its head. The man screamed as the beast turned and lunged toward him. The man ran to help but the beast repelled by magic from his crossbow knocked him backward onto his back as his cross pendant wasn’t working properly.

 

The reaper and the demon clashed swords repeatedly. The demon was strong but Ambrose as his weapon was quicker and stronger. Every swing the demon was forced to block caused his face to turn blue.

 

The beast's skin broke under the force. The creature howled in agony as Landon thrust the blade deep into it. It thrashed in agony as Landon pulled the sword out. Its blood poured out in huge gouts hitting Landon's face and clothing. It fell onto the ground twitching and moaning.

 

“I said fucking don’t!” The man yelled. 

 

The beast transformed back into a human form before their eyes. The blonde man bent down hearing the agony whose skin and features were finally revealed. The young man was still in pain, his face twisted with agony as he curled up. His body was covered in blood, bruises, and cuts. He tried to sit up and collapsed dying of his wounds. Turning back to a human shape was difficult as he faded. 

 

“I didn’t…want to end this way…” The person whispered. 

 

"I know, I am so....sorry you didn't deserve this curse..." He mumbled. "Please forgive me."

 

"A werewolf?" A real werewolf?" Landon asked.

 

"He is dead now...I see with your handwork you are something too." The man noted. 

 

"I guess you could say that," Landon replied. 

 

Ambrose returned to her bodily state of being. She looked at the man tilting her head to the side. 

 

“You’re one of the exorcists?” She asked. 

 

"I am in training." He snickered. "My name is Davin." 

 

"I am Landon and this is Ambrose." Landon smiled. 

 

"Whelp I gotta go!" 

 

The machinery on the garage door started to open getting stuck halfway. A television static sound could be heard. Ambrose turned back to look at Landon as she began to shift back. He watched as she transformed fully. Her wings spread open in a majestic display. They were beautiful and elegant. With his eyes locked on hers, her face split open like a smile stretching across her face.

 

Abrosa!” Landon shouted. 

 

Davin plummeted to the ground scooting under. He lifted the skirt up the rest of the way as the the garage door opened letting Landon in who looked at him dumbfounded. 

 

"So you are something so what is it?" Davin smiled. 

 

"Wait what?!" 

 

Ambrose kicked out of Landon’s hands to shoot blades out of her arms. Gawking up at Davin in anger. Her face became more demonic looking. She bared her sharpened teeth and roared.

 

"Chill sister I mean you no harm, but I rigged this." Davin chuckled. 

 

Pointing to the ground the werewolf's body was in ashes. Davin fell to the floor in gales of laughter kicking his feet in the air as he continued to laugh at Landon. The sword stood staring blankly for a few seconds before snapping out of her reverie. She shook her head and glared at Landon.

 

"Did you seriously think I would fall for that? Ha Ha Ha!" Ambrose cackled. 

 

Anger boiled in Landon's chest. His whole body was shaking. The priest stepped forward and shoved him. He fell backwards slamming against the cement wall.

 

"You idiot. You've been doing everything wrong and you think I will give you some kind of mercy because you're oh what is that? Reaper?" He sneered. 

 

“So you did know?!” Landon yelled. 

 

“Yes and I wanna know if you are truly a threat!” Davin replied.

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