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
The lot of us sat at the circular meeting table in the middle of Mrs. Tannell’s house in silence. There was not a dialogue as far as who we were going to send to hell with me through the portal, but it seemed that each person was having an internal monologue with themselves as they determined who they would like to send with me. It felt as if the decision was down to Jennifer and Sarah, but with this group it could very well be anyone around the table. The longer we sat at this table, the longer we thought about who it was going to be that went to hell with me, the worse it was going to be for Jackson. He was trapped down in hell with the demon he killed single-handedly. At this point, my anxiety was pounding through my veins. I could not care any less about who went through the portal with me as long as we went ahead and made a decision so the mission to find and rescue Jackson could get underway. The room grew colder and colder the lon
Todd presented the broken shards to Jennifer, Sarah, and me. He handed us each a dime sized purple piece of shard and made a motion with his mouth that looked as if he were telling us to eat them. Without hesitation, I tossed it in my mouth, chewed it up, and swallowed it down before Jennifer and Sarah even looked at their shaking palms to see the purple shard resting in them. “This goes in now. Ingest this one, it will make the fall from the portal a bit easier on your body. Once you reach the bottom it should wear off but if it does not, do not worry. It will affect you negatively. I think.” He said. The broken up purple shard tasted like metal, not like copper which is what blood tastes like. But more of a dime flavor. After I swallowed the piece of shard, my throat burned as if the shard had grabbed onto every piece of skin, it could and sliced its way down my throat. The pain that was inflicted on me was minuscule
It was time, the time to get on our mission. Jennifer, Sarah, and me stood inches from the portal to hell just waiting for the final 'clear to go signal from someone, anyone. Jennifer was ready, her face was focused and clear. She was unphased by the fact that we were going to hell after ingesting demon shards to see if we could find the freakishly tall demon that was able to transform into a wolf like creature with fire shooting eyes that Jackson killed but, in the process, managed to use its last function on Earth to disappear with my little brother. After research and a brief discussion, it was determined the demon had taken Jackson to hell and we had to get down there, kill the demon on its home turf, find Jackson, and escape hell all without being trapped or damaged to the point of no return. Let us not forget that Nurse Helen put in a special request that Sarah Macly, my childhood bully, the granddaughter of my English teacher slash
The millions of blue variants began to fade into one solid dark blue color. The closer we were to being released from the portal and delivered to hell, the darker the portal color became. Looking down, I could see a massive black hole, the hole that would spit us out and onto the dirty rock covered floor. Jennifer, Sarah, and I had fallen for quite a while, the wind from our supersonic fall had wreaked havoc on our hair and skin. My hair was standing straight up, even as long as it was, looking like I had been electrocuted. Jennifer and Sarah had small lacerations on each cheek from small pieces of debris that appeared as we got closer to hell on our free fall through the portal. The hell portal located in Mrs. Tannell’s living room had grown silent, another clear signal that the free fall was almost over, and we were about to be spat out onto the sharp, hard ground next to t
Time was of the essence; the sounds of heavy pounding feet were beginning to fill the area around us. Regardless of what injuries we had suffered on our fall from the portal, forty feet easy, we had to get on the move, use our shards, and get out of sight if this mission was going to go smoothly. All three of us were on the ground writhing in pain, this was not an ideal situation as we did not plan for the worst, only the semi-worst. Our brains were filled with images of rushing demons and imminent doom, how the hell were we supposed to remember which shard did what? There were only three colors, there were three of us. If we each took one color, then one of us would get the correct shard that would heal wounds or at least relieve the pain from that person. I said, "I know the red shard can be consumed to add a resist
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