The monster broke free from the grips of the earth, tearing the ground apart, which resulted in a shockwave that swept the entire surrounding, drastically sweeping obstacles off its radar. The monster floated in mid air, its body reformed itself, slowly, transmuting in the process.
Its fur skin tore open, and a new entity came out from within it. This figure's skin was pitch black, it had a humanoid physique, its face was without a nose, and its eyes were crimson red as blood, its mouth was extremely wide, engraving a maniac smile that revealed its sharp teeths. It rotated its head thrice in a roll, in excitement, giving off a wicked mumbling laughter; "Hehehe!" Its mouth attempted to speak, but the words coming out from its mouth were inaudible, they were more like mere murmurs, unclear to the ordinary ear, it just felt as if it was giving off reverberating vibrating frequencies with its mouth. It descended forcefully to the ground on its feet, furtherly tearing the earth beneath it's feets to shreds, as this action created a crater, sweeping waves of sands and gravel towards the lads. It gestures its head forward, pathing its lips to speak. The attempt sent sonic waves towards the lads, with the aim of obliterating them to bits. But Sean was quick to move, picking the lads off their feets and jolting of the way, clearing a path for the sonic waves to pass through and they ended up colliding with the huge walls behind them, destroying it in the process. 'What was that?' The three teenagers thought to heart, simultaneously. Indeed curiosity enveloped them."Stay behind me." Sean advised, he too was marveled. Absorbing the devil curse, the devil spirit had evolved to a higher threat monster, which was trouble for him, given that he was a first grade exorcist, and the fifth grade devil spirit had absorbed a special grade devil curse, transforming into an incomplete special grade devil spirit. This was too much for him to handle, his usual exorcisms were carried on, on second grade to fifth grade devils, he never even dreamt of encountering a first grade devil spirit, let alone, an incomplete special grade. He felt that there was no difference between an incomplete special grade devil spirit and a special grade devil spirit, they were both insanely powerful. Only that the latter is like an infant still growing, while the former was the adult stage. He gestures his hands forward, locking his fingers together, tightly. "DIMENSION STORAGE!" He uttered with authority, and inky black spots surrounded him, appearing from nowhere. "Black Tooth!" One of the pitch black spots grew from being a mere dot, to the size of a football, creating a tear between reality and a space void dimension. The red handle of a sword was spotted, coming forth from the rift, slowly. Sean grabbed the handle, pulling the entire sword out, drastically. Holding tightly, the red handle of the black bladed claymore sword, he took a stance, readied to charge towards the devil spirit."This clash isn't going to be easy, my blade's potential isn't close to the power level of this monster, so I fear if am going to inflict that much damage to it. Stay far behind me, you don't want to get caught up in any of its attacks. You all saw how it destroyed that wall without even trying. Remember to keep your distance, but remain behind me." Sean advised, he dashed towards the malevolent being, attempting to draw the first blood, but the monster was fast enough to dodge any incoming attack, seeking out an opening to release its sonic waves. Sean was skilled enough to slice the approaching sonic waves that the monster had successfully sent towards him. He repelled most of the sonic blast, driving them back, to collide with the monster, but the former's reflexes were on another level. They came in close ranges with one another, Sean swiftly sent two powerful slashes , simultaneously, towards the devil spirit, but the attacks were only able to inflict a slight cut to the monster's chest that dripped little or no quantity of emerald blood. The monster smirked evilly, mocking Sean's efforts to exterminate it. Sean's weapon was a first grade devil tool, capable of incapacitating devil spirits from second grade to the fifth grade. It is powerful enough to bruise or even kill a first grade devil spirit, but is almost worthless against special grade devil spirits. But not all special grade devil spirits are powerful enough to render a first grade devil tool useless, most suffer grave injuries from encountering a first grade devil tool user. But at the very moment, the devil spirit he was facing off with, was one not to be reckoned with. The reasons were widely clear to him. The devil curse that the spirit had consumed belonged to a formal very powerful special grade devil. And to think that it's second hand was still out there in the world. Devil curse objects were classified into grades making it easy to purchase in the black market, or from a priest. They ranked from special grade devil curses to fifth grade devil curses. The higher rank curses were very expensive but rare, and thus, owned mostly by businessmen, politicians, wealthy families or nobles, and exorcists. Most families obtain them as heirlooms, passed down from generation to generation. Only lower rank devil curses were available in markets. This devil curse absorbed by the monster belongs to Henry's family, which explains why it was of a higher rank devil curse, his family was wealthy. The world of devil spirits, devil curses and devil tools, were only known to a few minority of the country's population. Majority of people live without knowing about the existence of demonic monsters that soar in the dark, feasting on human souls and flesh. They were totally blindfolded to the supernatural world that coexists with them.+Sean reassembled himself, retaking a stance, he was almost out of breath, he had been fighting for three straight hours already, without rest. He would've asked the lads to run for their lives, but he was well aware of how cunning, devil spirits were. It would have sneakily gone after any of the lads, knowing that they weren't much of a threat to it. So keeping them in his eyes range was also a way of protecting them. He gathered his strength, ready to unleash powerful strikes. "Black tooth, first form." He muttered out loudly, while the lads gazed in astonishment, they watched how a mixture of orange and yellow energy enveloped his sword, and he released a powerful attack, after gathering enough energy. The attack was drastically picked up by the wind, generating wind pressure. "CLOCKWISE SLASH!!" He yelled, as a slash projection was sent flying out from the blade of his sword in a clockwise rotation, cutting through the air and delivering a powerful gust of wind pressure, that strikes first, before the actual attack caught up with the monster. "ANTICLOCKWISE SLASH!" An anticlockwise rotational slash projection, immediately followed. Resulting in a strong gust of wind and sand that created a dust screen. As the dust screens were gradually clearing out, the figure of the monster was seen, though concealed to the dust, it was standing unfazed. Before the dust screen that enveloped the entire surroundings could clear out completely, the incomplete special grade devil spirit sped towards Sean, delivering a powerful punch that sent the former crashing heavily to the floor. It attacked the teenage boys, but Vincent tried to exchange punches with it, but the monster's blow threw him off balance, it immediately attempted to attack Brian, but Jordan drew its attention, smashing his backpack to the monster's face. A grin escaped its lips, as it sized Jordan up. It stormed onto Jordan biting off his left leg, this resulted in a blood gush. The lad was lying helplessly on the floor, passing through unbearable pain. Slowly the monster gulp up Jordan's leg, displaying a mockery smile surface on his lips Sean immediately deflected the monster away, smashing it with his sword, to a little distance. Jordan bled drastically, the lad cried out in pain. Sean immediately struck his finger into the wound, creating a magical cycle that sealed off the injury, preventing the bleeding and suppressing the pain. Vincent was already triggered by the attack, his sclera became reddened, as he boiled with rage on the inside. His body suddenly started leaking off devil energy. The rest of the lads were masked in awe, they hadn't seen Vincent this angry before, and that immense rage had unlocked his potential, making it possible for him to make use of devil energy. Immediately this procedure was achieved, his body unmasked a different appearance. His face was older, probably in his late twenties, his physique had improved, attaining the body and muscles of an average athlete. His body and face were imprinted in strange, ancient markings. His spiky black hair was now sliver and scruffy. His amber eyes were crimson, his fingernails were replaced with claws, and his canines retracted into fangs.The monster leaped towards Vincent, attempting to attack the lad while his guard was down. But the lad swung his arm effortlessly, slicing the devil spirit in shreds, it gradually faded into dust. Vincent lifted both hands up, he felt an uncontrollable rush of happiness surging inside of him."At last. I have been reincarnated. Hahaha!" He let out a diabolical laughter, in a husky tune, that resounded through the entirety of the surroundings. He locked his eyes to that of his friends, sizing them up. The evil grin that engraved his lips, boldly gave out the message; it wasn't Vincent. It was Vincent, only that his subconsciousness had been replaced with another, someone else had taken control over his mind. The ordinaries would simply refer to it as possession. But this was two consciousness occupying one vessel. The fear, masked over Sean's face, proved that he was aware of what had happened."What is wrong with Vincent?" Jordan asked, ignoring the slight pains he felt. Brian too, wanted to ask, but Jordan was ahead of him. "H_He is no longer the friend you know him to be. His body has been occupied by a powerful devil spirit." Sean responded. Puzzles surfaced on the lads' faces. "But how is this possible, was he an actual living devil curse?" Sean questioned himself. "Step aside!" Sean ushered the lads to get away from Vincent. "Vincent! I exorcist Nathan Sean, shall now exorcize you." "Wait what?" The right side of Vincent inquired. "How are you still taking charge of this body? I have inhabited it, so flee to the dark side." His left side, harboring the malevolent entity, ordered."Hey! Why are you mumbling in my head, get out. Shut up!" Vincent yelled, struggling with the entity that inhabited his body. In no time he had fought off the entity, driving it to the darkest side of his mind."So what is it you were saying?" Vincent asked, totally taking charge of his body. Sean was astonished, this was the first time he had seen someone fight off overriding before. Though he knew there were consequences behind every success, so he wasn't quick to make decisions just yet."Vincent, is that truly you?" A familiar faint voice spoke, it was Jordan, he was too weak to even speak, his lips were quivering. At that moment Vincent recalled all that had happened, he felt bittered that he couldn't stop it. He attempted to walk towards Jordan, immediately he completed three steps, he collapsed to the floor heavily, blacking out.Vincent's eyelids pathed open, the view that was reflected to his vision was of a hazy image. He blinked his eyes twice to adjust his retina to the brightness of his surroundings. "This is my room." Vincent spoke in a faint tune, noticing the familiarity of his surroundings. "But how did I get home?" He questioned himself, trying to put together what he could remember. "The last thing I could remember was feeling dizzy and blacking out. Aaahh! My head hurts." Vincent responded, he felt a slight ache. "It probably must be as a result of the fall. But how did I lose balance so easily? My body. It's heavy and aching. It must be from those bruises. Why can't I make out the full details of what happened."He struggled to sit-up, and it was a success after two trials. He held his head gently with both hands, bending his head to see if the memories would flow in. Eventually, he remembered all that had taken place yesterday. Ranging from the fight with Henry that bruised his entire body,
A blue car drove into the compound of the care foundation hospital. The vehicle reversed to park well at the parking lot. Both doors of the car swung open, as two individuals walked out of it. A man in his twenties, who was the driver of the car, and a teenage boy. The man was dressed in a blue turtleneck sweater, red trousers and a pair of blue sneakers, matching his attire. His hair was black and curly, and his eyes were gray. The boy was cladded on a black top shirt, green pants and a pair of red sneakers. His black spiky hair was charming, and his dazzling amber eyes radiated sunlight. They both were revealed to be Nathan Sean and Alexander Vincent. They had arrived at the hospital of which Jordan was admitted in. The hospital wasn't that big, it was only a five storey block. But Its compound expanded widely, housing at the right hand side, a lot for parking ambulance trucks, and the left hand side, as the public, free parking lot. Its surroundings were adorned with flowers
The next morning, Vincent woke before the sun rose. He did some pushups and situps, exercising his body. While under the act, his alarm clock rang, he quickly stopped exercising. An alarm that was meant to wake him up, now served as a reminder that he needed to freshen up. He walked into his bathroom to take his bath. Few minutes later, he walked out of his room, dressed in his school uniform, a white short sleeved shirt, dark blue trousers, dark blue tie, a pair of white shoes and a bag hung to his back. He gently walked down the stairs, heading to the dining table. As usual his mouth was dishing out the meal. They exchanged greetings, and he ate his breakfast. He hurriedly rushed down their building, assuming that his friends were outside, waiting for him. It was when he was outside, that he remembered that Jordan was still at the hospital. His face wore a saddened expression. He surveyed his surroundings, searching for Brian. But the latter was present. "That lazy bones isn't o
At the wonder ville subway station, the train had just arrived, braking to a stop, as it erupted a rumbling sound to the atmosphere. People were already at standby, waiting for the doors of the train to open. And when it finally did, they waited for the passengers to get off, to make way out of the train, so they could board the train. As the doors of the train automatically opened, crimson liquid streamed from within the train, like a gushing waterfall, bathing the standbys in blood.Thud!An object fell to the floor of the train, rolling out of it towards a lady. "Aaahh!!" The lady screamed loudly, drawing everyone's attention to her. The people who had been so frustrated, after being soaked by the gushing red liquid, immediately looked towards where the lady was pointing out. "It's a human head!" Someone from within the crowd exclaimed, raising an alarm. "Aaahh!!""Aaahh!""Aaahh! Somebody help." A sudden outrageous scream erupted from the entire surrounding. Someone else had
Vincent, Brian, and Henry and his goons were immediately summoned to the principal's office. Mr Parker was unhappy, because of what he had witnessed. "How dare them fight inside the school premises!" He said to himself, feeling really upset. He had listened to their pointless explanations, without gaining a single clue to what they were insinuating. From his perspective, he felt that they were fooling him just to get away with what they had done. And he, who he was going to punish for the incident was..."Vincent, how dare you and Brian assault a fellow student. A senior for that matter. It seems like you two now feel like you're above the school's rules and regulations." Mr Parker promptly said. "But sir.." Henry wanted to speak, but he was quickly interrupted by their principal."No buts, Henry. You and your colleagues acted out of self defense. Brian assaulted you first. So now you may demise yourselves. Leave me to these troublesome two." He responded, referring to Vincent and
"Oh my goodness. That man just came out from the ground!" Mr Parker exclaimed. He was filled with astonishment, at the same time he was deeply terrified. "W-Who the heck are you people?" He found the voice to question. Receiving no answers, he looked at the boys besides him. They weren't frightened, they were calm, and he could sense the glamor of hope emitting from their faces. 'How come they aren't afraid? Is he the good guy? If so, does that mean those three are the bad guys.' Mr Parker inclined to himself. He had solved the entire equations of questions hovering around his head, with the theories from novels, or movies. A certain point of a movie where the bad guys appear, and the hero makes a dramatic entrance. But he still mumbled to himself, wondering if his theory was accurate. "Even if this is the same scene. This isn't a novel nor is it a movie. This is real life. So, how did that man come out from the solid floor? Or are my eyes deceiving me?" Still floating on the val
The rain poured down heavily to the earth, wetting the grounds, which made the atmosphere cold, resulting to an unbearable night. A man was spotted under the immense downpour, cladded on a yellow raincoat and pairs of black heavy-duty boots. His name was Hank Miller, a night guard at the Frasers' museum. He had taken a night off, after receiving a distressed call, that his three years old daughter was admitted in a hospital. He took the night off, to go be by her side, given that he was her only parent. Since he had lost his wife during child labor, and he became the only family his little daughter had. He had risked coming out this late at night cause he couldn't slide the thought of leaving her all by herself. Earlier this morning she had complained bitterly to him of stomach offset and headaches. But he thought those weren't major illnesses, so leaving her to the babysitter's care was his only option. Yet the minor illness had gotten her to the hospital bed. If only he had pai
The three young lads continued their walk, they were discussing about the murder incident at the alleyway. Based on the way they responded to it, it felt like the alleyway murder wasn't the first strange death to had occurred in the town. "Another strange death, what's this town turning into?" Brian was the first to raise the issue."You're acting as if our town is the only center of strange deaths, of which are stated to be as a result of a wild animal. Same incidents have been reported all over the country, even in the big cities. Based on estimation, at least a hundred people are reported to have died of strange deaths in a year, and 50% of this strange death victims were tore into shreds. The country is becoming more of a death zone than a home. Wealthy businessmen are beginning to move their families out of the country, leaving the poor and average citizens like us, to be buried along the county's crisis." Jordan explained, the rest of them were marveled by his ways of always re