After his pulse rate dropped significantly, Jackson leapt from my bed and shook off the sting of my yellow 'I need you to save my life' laser beam. He quickly realized that I had shot him on purpose and that things were not alright in this house or outside of my window. Todd had failed his attempt to scale the chalice leading to my window, resulting in a severe fall and the possible alerting of my parents to his presence.
Jackson needed to solve the problem of my body being attacked by some sort of demonic infection and he needed to somehow prevent my parents from discovering Todd as he gathered himself after the fall. Even though Jackson was undoubtedly the strongest of all of us, he was still very young and could easily make a mistake amidst all the panic. If Todd were discovered by my parents, he would certainly be arrested on the assumption of some sort of child pre
The capsules I took had begun churning around in my stomach and through my blood. I was not warned of any sort of consequences the capsules could cause if taken during a time of physic distress. The last time I took them, I transformed into an unrecognizable beast that could accomplish monumental feats. Turns out, that was not going to be happening this time, my arm was severely damaged by a demon which presented a unique set of problems. My phone vibrated; I could not tell what it said at all, but the vibration was insatiable. Raising it to my ear slowly and precisely, I answered just in case it was an emergency. Maybe it was God or maybe it was Lucifer, I was willing to roll the dice. Turns out, it was not either of them but someone even more important to me deep in my heart. I said, "Hello...not a good time..
As if they were in a faraway land, I could hear Jennifer and Todd conversing as they approached my house. The words were so faint, I was not sure if they were arguing, planning, talking about random stuff, but I was relieved that they were here. The main issue now was going to be getting Todd into the house, but that may not be needed considering that Jackson had rescued my pendant from the clutches of Sarah Macly. My arm was still leaking blood, deep thick coagulating blood. All around me on the floor was a moat of congealing blood that had drained from my forearm and found a new home on the hardwood floor of my bedroom. The pain from the wounds was now very apparent, having all my senses back because I was no longer under the spell of Sarah. To be honest, it felt good to feel again.
There was nothing we could do, Jackson and I, at this moment with Jennifer locked in my bedroom closet with the demon that killed her boyfriend, Sarah Macly. I called her over here to help me and things ended up turning into a disastrous chain of events. Jackson was working away to fix my arm from the trenches that Sarah dug into my forearm, but I had asked him to keep Jennifer away from the closet and Sarah. That was all he had to do to help me while I fought off the brain fog from Sarah’s sneak attack. A litany of noises slithered from under the gap of the door, the little area between the door and the hardwood. A lot of people do not know this but that little gap has a way of distorting noises to make them seem altered or something that they are not at all. If someone that did not know what was going on had walked it, they would never have figured out what was happening. That is why some kids end up getting scared in the middle of the n
There was far too much happening right, especially with my brain being about as useful as a shiny rock. Jackson just fell out of the second-floor window, Jennifer was still locked in the closet with Sarah Macly, and I was trying to get my brain back underneath me so I could take action on one of the many issues surrounding me. I was finding it near impossible for my parents to remain oblivious to all that was happening in their house under their noses. To you all, it may be obvious that Jackson was the priority right now, but my brain continued to focus on the fact that we may have to fight a renewed demon Sarah Macly if Jennifer failed to control herself and sought her revenge for the killing of her boyfriend, Scott Geraldo. Well, if she did kill Sarah and she came back full power and ready to rock, then so be it. Jackson needed tending to and he needed it now not later. I said, "Todd! Is Jackson alright? Did he land o
The situation in my bedroom could not be more anxiety inducing, my body filled itself with thoughts of terror and pain as I tried to anticipate what was going to happen with Jennifer and demon Sarah in my closet. Jackson stayed back away from the closet door and close to me, he had the same feelings I was having and was mentally preparing himself for a demon versus human grudge match if Jennifer did indeed kill demon Sarah. Todd was probably back at his windowless white van; certainly, happy he escaped my dad with a little help from Jackson. Todd could monitor the situation from his van and provide some supplemental support as needed. If he had some demon shards or a demon orb out there, we would most likely need those to fight off a revitalized demon Sarah if Jennifer took out her revenge for her boyfriend being murdered in t
Jennifer could not stay in the closet with demon Sarah forever. At some point she was going to rip her into tiny little bite sized pieces, or she would eventually unenthusiastically exit the closet with the weight of failure and sorrow pushing down on her. I tried to mentally prepare myself for either scenario, but my brain was still just as clogged as ever. Jackson seemed ready for the worst case, his body was tense, and his eyes never broke away from the closet door as he continued to hold his glowing blue hand up against it so we could hear everything.All had fallen silent, the only noise that escaped the closet was the sound of two beings breathing. The breathing was slow and precise, Jennifer seemed to have calmed herself down as demon Sarah was fighting for air through her nose and the blood-soaked gag in her mouth. There was a chance we escaped this moment in the right way and without any additional drama. A slim chance but an
Jackson had still not moved an inch, he was unconscious and had no idea that we had a whole new, stronger demon Sarah coming our way. No one was safe, considering she murdered Jennifer's boyfriend the last time we killed her, and she respawned back on Earth. When I called Todd, he sounded like something was happening, something of potentially life ending potential. I said, "Jennifer, see what you can do for Jackson. We are going to need him in the fight that is coming. I am going to check on Todd, something is not right outside." Jennifer labored over Jackson, nodding to acknowledge the instructions I had just given. There was no point in throwing a fit right now, she had merely responded how most of us would have. Revenge feels damn good, sometimes the consequences are worth it.I was not angry, I figured this would happen, and to be honest, I probably would have done the same thing. Gathered my body
Standing outside, burning up in my core even with a solid fall breeze pushing at my back, I was communicating with a shapeshifted Todd. There had been no sign of Jennifer or Jackson as of yet but deep down in my gut, I knew they would soon be by my side as I needed them. There had been no sign of demon Sarah since Jennifer ripped her throat, leaving the interior of my closet splatter painted with the blood of her black heart. I had to find a way to get Todd back, figure out what happened to him, and get prepared for the fight that we all knew was coming our way. The wind carried with it a sound unnatural to any sort of wind, almost words from the lips of those that have passed on to the other side. Hisses of death and growls of pain pelted me, tossing my hair any way it pleased. The time was approaching, the big fight was on my doorstep, and I was all alone, brain fogged and physically exhausted. Even with my pendant and inscripted hand, I