Scotty Geraldy was blocking my door, Jennifer was almost back in the world of the living again, and something was gently pinging at my window. The kind of pinning that reminded me of really windy days when the loose dirt or pine needles would fly through the air and bounce off of the windows of the house. That sound was very soothing, and I enjoyed it every time it happened, this time however, it was one of the farther things from my mind.
Jennifer gasped back to life with a succession of deep breaths and a panicked look in wild eyes. If we survived this situation, I was certain I would not have to prove my ghost fighting special powers to Jennifer anymore. The real issue here was taking on Scotty and whatever demon that had possessed him.
Leaving Jennifer on the bed as she gathered her bearings, I went to the window as the c
Scotty Geraldy, boyfriend extraordinaire and former demon possessed death machine, lay on my bedroom floor unconscious but still breathing. Todd and Jennifer were taking up a makeshift exam table on my bed as I clutched my head from the extreme pain from the ingestion of the demon fighting capsule. Considering all the facts, Jennifer had to understand and learn that she was a special being now, a demon fighter like me and Todd, and join the alliance of The Wall to help shield our friends, family, and all other human beings from the possibility of an all-out infestation of demons on our home turf. Todd was carefully checking everything he could think of with the precision of a neurosurgeon, every now and then letting out a ‘hmm’ or ‘mmhmm’ to let his own brain understand that the part he was chec
Believe it or not, Jennifer actually nudged me in the middle of the night because she noticed the rhythmic thumping before I did. The noise that started all of this, created this whole demons versus humans circus, the battle for vengeance because of something that happened so many years ago. The horrible incident my mother had been involved with and the determination by both the demon mother and demon son that had placed a target on my head. It seemed like decades ago the thumping had first introduced itself to me on a restless night all alone in my room. Of course, even my vividly wild imagination could not have dreamt up the disaster fest that came along with that wicked seemingly normal thumping. Friday, the best day of the week, the most anticipated day to rush through so we can have two days off from the trials and tribulations of the repetitious weekdays. This was a grand day, at least for Jennifer, I slept for shit and knew this was going to be a very rough and long day. A few classes and a couple of walks to and from school and we are all set for a weekend that could see one of the greatest wars in the history of the world. Jennifer always travelled with an extra change of clothes, less the shoes, she always wore the same black and white converse tennis shoes. She was like a nomad traveling from land to land discovering new things and learning from each experience. Her home was a desolate land of solitude, no father to fight the boys off or to teach her how to fish, no fatherly advice about adult life that was coming at her faster than she knew. She said, “Tonight is the meeting, right? The night that we all sit Haunting Naomi Chapter 43
Jennifer, Jackson, and I entered the school, buzzing and murmuring filled the air while the kids prepared for the first bell and their first dreaded class of the day. Peering through the crowd, there was something there, something dark and dangerous. Whatever it was disappeared once a clear view was able to be obtained, it seemed to move with the crowd but definitely facing the three of us. The hands of this beast were glowing with fire, hot dancing fire ready to make someone’s’ day turn into a nightmare. This was certainly not a part of the plan to save Jackson in the empty auditorium. If I ever had something go exactly to plan, I would probably be more scared than normal because that would be extremely odd and off putting. With each appearance of this unworldly being, it grew closer and closer which only multiplied its stature. By the time it was ten or so feet in front of us, it was touching the ceiling, pushing up the che
The auditorium was so quiet you could hear the cockroaches’ legs scurrying across the tile floor. A million little faint scratching sounds filled the air but not dominantly, just the furious little feet of the insects that had taken up lodging in our glorious public-school auditorium. The student body had grown used to them and treated them as fellow attendees instead of squashing them like foes. The morning bell had just screamed out telling all of us to hurry to our first block classes or else. The three of us were going for the 'or else' part of the show. Once we had finished, I planned on taking Jackson directly to his class and making up some insane reason why he was late. Perhaps we were chased by a bundl
Jennifer ungracefully skipped all of the steps in an accidental leap to intercept the unwelcome visitor while I was still stuck in a row of seats with my arm elbow deep down Jackson’s throat in search of something that should not be there. When I did the same with Jennifer, I managed to pull out a gorgeous blue glowing orb which I used against the demon boy. That orb removal brought Jennifer back to the land of the living and restored her soul back in its rightful place. At this point I had stopped pushing deeper into Jackson’s stomach as I was uncertain of what was about to happen with the visitor that had snuck up on us. I ducked down as low as possible, but I could only get but so low because of the awkward state of my arm. My ears grew stronger because I could not see who had come in. Jennifer began negotiating. She said, “Oh, Principal Lain! What a surprise! How are you today, Sir?” Principal Lain, head of the Ya
Jennifer looked at me as if she had seen a murder take place and then someone run off after witnessing it. She was partially correct, but it was not a murder, it was an execution. The monster had struck when we were at our most vulnerable and tried to deceive us with an authority figure proposing a get out of jail free card in a very inappropriate way. Once I obliterated the monster, Jennifer was able to see what I had really done. Our main concern was to find the person that was behind the stage watching us, the one that witnessed the green orb extraction from Jackson, the attack on the Principal (which the person could not see because they did not have special abilities like we did), and my hand blasting an orange laser of fire into the principal. This is a bad situation and could jeopardize everything we had been working for, including The Wall. I said, “Did you recognize them? What did you see? We have to head this off now.”
Mr. Kell had me by the lobe of the ear, not physically but mentally. We were basically speed walking towards his office to call my parents and who knows where things would go from there. When we turned the final corner that put us on the last hallway towards his office the faint stomping we had heard earlier turned into loud footsteps closing in on us. Either I was going to be the hero and expose myself and my special abilities to Mr. Kell or I was going to get caught up in whatever drama Sarah Perkins had seen and for all we know, she had recorded. As we arrived directly in front of Mr. Kell’s office, my fate had all but been sealed, would not you know it, Mrs. Tannell with Jennifer in tow drifted around the corner at almost a full jog. Mrs. Tannell had a wild look in her eyes and Jennifer, poo
Todd was back amongst the living, standing with Jennifer and Jackson, as all three of them stared at me with the fire of one thousand suns. I am certain that not one of them had any idea why I was motivated to trade my life for Todd’s but it was not their concern. The main concern now was to stay alive just long enough to eliminate Mrs. Tannell and destroy the portal to hell that resided in her living room. Through all of this, the killing, the death, the pain, the suffering, it had come to me out of the blue that Mrs. Tannell must be provoking these attacks, especially if she knew I had killed Sarah Macly, her lone granddaughter, she would have all the motivation in the world to make my life a living hell. The end was drawing near, not only for me, but for Mrs. Tannell as well. It was time to end this, once and for all. On
Todd, the backbone of our alliance, the mini one and the real one, was now lying on his back showing no signs of life at all. His eyes rested still and gray. They were wide open, as stoic as they had ever been in his entire life. His stomach stopped rising with life, he was not breathing at all now. Death had one hand around him, holding on for his dear life, waiting to take his soul away into the ether, never to be seen again. In your last moments, death has a way of making you look as peaceful and calm as you have ever been before. It is the darndest thing, being in the worst position of your life, your soul is floating away, and the lights are beginning to dim, you are dying but from the outside, you look as calm, cool, and collected as you have ever in the history of your breathing days. This generally applies to any and all deaths, except for the horrified ones. Those will make you sick to your stomach. Jesus Christ hims
Todd was in very severe pain, whatever was attacking him was clearly making sure this event was filled with pure pain and horrific suffering. With his pant leg ripped from its seam, Todd’s burn wound throbbed and pulsed with an alerting rhythm. His body was being manipulated by something, some sort of demon that we could not put our eyes on. This put the three of us at a severe disadvantage. It had become very obvious that we needed to act fast, but we had to act efficiently. Flying off the hinges would almost certainly result in a catastrophic failure, that was absolutely unacceptable. All we came here to do was secure demon Sarah where no one would think to find her and we ended up being attacked by an old demon woman, demon wolves, a huge mimicking demon, and I killed a man. This could not have gone any worse, except for some sort of death on our end. Now was not the time for reflection though, Todd needed us, and it was looking
Todd, with his leg wound, would have to wait just a bit longer while we investigated what we thought was the man I killed as he ran into the light. Obviously, if I killed him, he would not be able to make moaning noises or anything like that, so it was fairly easy to discern that the dead man had been turned into a demon and he would certainly be looking for some sweet, delicious revenge. I mean, who would be alright with getting killed out of the blue? Jennifer and Jackson had taken the lead as I made a fine attempt at catching up to them as we headed towards the corner of the abandoned K-Mart. The moaning was like a mating call, this was not the typical ‘I am in pain’ moan. It resonated incessantly, calling us to come and see what was happening. Judging by previous experience, I had no clue about what may be around the corner, all I knew was that we were walking towards danger, and we had to be ready. I said, “Slow down, guys. Le
I could not hold my curiosity back from taking a peek at the filthy, old three-ringed binder. I sincerely wish I had; I was not in the right mental space to read what I had just read. Gaining the knowledge that was hidden away inside of that binder was more of a curse than it was a blessing. The way I thought about life, in general, changed dramatically from that point on, nothing would ever be the same again. Written in ink on a hardened piece of lined notebook paper, I read the following: ‘Today, September 23rd, 1976, I met a few young women that claimed they had been in an accident. Linda Ericson, approximately eighteen years old, Sandra Tannell, approximately twenty-four years old, and Wanda Williams, approximately twenty-eight years old, were in the old Sander’s coffee shop talking amongst themselves. I was studying up on my favorite subject, which will remain nameless because it is so obvious, especially if someone other than m
The slaughtered body of the homeless drug addict that I split in two with a hellacious laser beam from my inscripted hand before we entered the darkness had disappeared. It was clearly splayed out for all to see and showed no obvious logical signs of going anywhere anytime soon. How it had magically disappeared was beyond me, there was not even a sign of blood or fragments of flesh lying about. It truly baffled my mind as to how a body that had been split into two distinct halves could have disappeared along with all the splattered pieces that went along with it. We had finally broken free from the darkness of the abandoned, decrepit K-Mart and had made our way into the light of the outside world. Todd’s van was still where we had left it, everything was still in place just as it was before we entered the darkness to save Todd and defeat the Haunting Naomi
There is a time that comes in every single person’s life, no one is immune from it, that you see someone you love as the worst being on the face of the planet. It happens to all of us, it does not last long, but it does happen. None of us want this to happen, who wants to hate someone they love so dearly? At this moment in time, after what Jackson did, after I tell you what he did, you will understand how I had this feeling.It all happened so fast, to be honest. There was no time for any of us to respond to what he thought was the right thing to do. Telling the story now, even as dead as I am, my heart still hurts from that moment. More than how horrible I felt when I found out my mom hit a child with a car, killed him, and left the scene. It is the worst I have ever felt. Jackson made a decision and performed an action, he was scared, and he acted out, it was a mistake, but he did not see it as that in the heat of the moChapter 151
The giant wolf had been struck one time by the now deceased mimicking demon that had taken Todd into the darkness of the abandoned K-Mart. Shining the spotlight on the wolf’s body, the attack by the demon had contacted its torso. Ribs and blood, internal organs and shredded flash all filled my line of sight when inspecting the giant wolf that had saved the day and eliminated the mimicking demon. As usual, our mission’s objective had been modified on the fly. We had to get to Todd, he was hunched over in the corner, we were still not sure if he was alright or if he was in need of some rejuvenation. Now, I felt we were obligated to take care of the giant wolf, the one that formerly was possessed and under control of demon Mrs. Williams. It was the least we could do considering the fact that the wolf had single handedly taken care of the demon and saved us a lot of heartache and potential damages. I said, “Jennifer, go to Todd. Make s
Navigating as effectively and efficiently around the poor homeless man that I had just split in half after he came running out of the darkness, the three of us walked briskly into the abandoned K-Mart ready for a fight to save Todd. On my way in, I snatched up the spotlight and made sure it illuminated every square inch of real estate in front of us, ensuring our path was clear or we would be able to see anything dangerous in our way so that we could work our way around it. Shining the light back and forth, covering my two counterparts from any attacks from drunks or druggies, we pushed in as fast as possible without risking any chance of injury or worse. Jennifer and Jackson led the charge, side by side, ready to get into the action and accomplish our goal of getting Todd back in one piece. I took up the rear, providing the light needed and also making sure nothing snuck up behind us as the darkness chased behind our feet. In the distance, as we ru