What could possibly come of all this? An officer with his blues flashing three underage kids walking home in the middle of the street obviously not coming home from the game since the roarous sounds of it echoed in the night’s air. Hopefully, we would have a chat and be on our way before we even realized we had stopped.
The officer was tall and muscular, we could not see his face. It was dark out and he was behind the blinding lights of his patrol car. All I could make out was a tall man, gun on the hip, and a slight shimmer from a badge over his heart. If he had a partner, they did not exit the vehicle. Lucky for us, the big game was happening, and the red and blue swirling lights did not draw any attention from nosey neighbors or scared little old ladies. Even the oldest of t
Jackson and I joined together to use our sibling's special ability to light up the night's sky as if the sun were at its peak, shining down on every living thing it could reach with its rays of heat. This was all fine and well, except for the fact that my parents had just turned the corner onto our road in the family station wagon. Soulless or not, this was going to take a fair amount of explaining. I knew they were not ready to handle the monumental truth that I was a ghost hunter and Jennifer, and Jackson were with me in an alliance called The Wall. The family station wagon screeched to a halt, sitting cattywampus in the middle of the road just fifteen feet from the three of us, the damaged police car, and the downed officer. In our house, we held a high regard for officers of the law, they performed a very brave duty for little pay but this particular officer was possessed by a
The best plan of action would be to wait until my parents went to bed, which should be soon considering they were just out at a hot long football game, then the three of us, Jackson, Jennifer, and I, would need to stick together and check the house room by room, inch by inch, in search of anything that may be demonic or a way for the demons to interact with our normal human lives. From what the demon that possessed Officer Michaels, it was apparent that some sort of adaptation was taking place to where the demons were able to protect themselves from some of our weaker powers. My mother was slowing down by the second as she hand washed the dishes from the late night dinner she put on for the officer in need. My father, well, he was dozing off on the couch holding the day's paper ever so slightly. It was sagging so much that it was basically a blanket for him if he were to remain on the couch for the rest of the night. Jennifer, Jackson, and I waited pa
The time had come, it was finally the time to begin our search. The office adjacent to my room was going to be our first test. I was going to heavily rely on my pendant and its reaction when we were searching. The pendant that Mrs. Tannell had given me had yet to fail to warn me of impending doom and I knew I could trust it in this situation. There was an urgency to this mission, but we had to be very methodical as to avoid any potential disasters. My parents had finally fully gone to bed now, the light that was glaring out from under their door from the television had gone dark and remained that way. The television was off, and I could hear my father already rhythmically snoring. If I did not know any better, I would like there was some sort of small engine machine running in there or a wild animal was loose. He snored terribly loud but since I did not share a bedroom with him, it was very comical to me. I grabbed the flashl
Accidentally waking my parents would result in quite the unfortunate circumstances, but waking them because we had to fight a hideously tall decrepit man demon that was waiting for us at the head of the stairs would be all the more unfortunate. This particular demon was exceptionally tall and wildly skinny. Basically, we were dealing with a skeleton that was wrapped in skin with an oversized head bobbing on top of theultra-fragileframe it rested on. The consequences of battling a demon in the middle of my house while my parents were asleep would result in a lot of explaining, possible trips to the psychiatric ward of our local hospital, and a certain separation of Jennifer and I. It was imperative that my p
With Jennifer down and hurting badly from the fiery eyes of the demon wolf and Jackson taking extreme damage to his torso to divert the flaming stare away from Jennifer, I felt I had no choice but to intervene in a big way and put this transforming demon down for good. If I squeezed Jackson’s hand hard enough, we would combine and send the mother of all attacks onto the demon blocking our passage down to the first floor. Jackson was resisting me, the more I pulled on him to get him out of the glare of the demon, the more he held his position and took, what appeared to be, irreparable damage to his body. I could literally look down at him and see his ribs turning to dust from the extreme heat generated by the demon’s burning stare. I knew he wanted to do something, something big to try to stand out from the rest of us as a key member of The Wall, but I was not about to stand id
The fear that was rushing throughout my core was something I had never felt in my entire life. Sure, I have been scared, but seeing my little brother disappear with the flattened demon wolf was stomach turning out right fear for what was about to come. He was not equipped mentally or physically for even a split second in the pits of hell, he would be eaten alive after he was torn limb from limb, suffering the entire time. Jennifer was by my side sobbing her eyes out while I was still trying to comprehend what in the world had just happened. She said, “Did that just fucking happen, Naomi? How did he just disappear like that? We have to get him; we have to save him. This is all my fault, if I had been able to keep my composure, he would never have stepped in front of the demon’s eyes a
Not waiting for Jennifer or I to get settled, Todd peeled off in his white windowless van full of paranormal detecting and studying equipment. We were heading towards Mrs. Tannell’s house to see what we could do to find Jackson and save him from whatever he was going through. My heart drummed rapidly in my chest as Jennifer clung to one of the many shelves as Todd expeditiously drove us to our English teacher’s house where there was a portal to hell located in the middle of her living room. He said, "Grab on to something back there kiddos, we have no time to waste and I do not want either of you getting hurt because I am driving like we are in the Indy 500. Get your thinking caps on too, we need all the ideas we can get." The drive, well, the distance was not a long way, but I will be damned if it did not feel like an eternity. The few
Just let it be on the record that this situation could not be more fucked up if I had planned it myself. All we wanted to do was find any source of demonic activity or travel somewhere in my home while my parents slept soundly in their bedroom. What ended up happening threw our lives into a whirlwind that I feared we would not be able to recover from. Seeking help from Mrs. Tannell resulted in finding her and Nurse Helen performing some sort of impromptu dissection on a man that we could not identify. The fact that Nurse Helen and Mrs. Tannell were up to nefarious activities when they thought they would not be disturbed threw my faith in The Wall alliance into a downward spiral that could very well destroy the entire soul of the alliance. To put the proverbial cherry on top, my childhood archrival, Sarah Macly, the little asshole that hit me with a fireball causing me to stumble in