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Crouching down behind a tree I tried to control my breathing while I listened to Bob as he mocked me. “How stupid are you ? Someone steals your keys to the basement that you always have locked and do you go look for them? No. you sleep with Gerard.” He laughed. “Idiot!” He was right you know, I hadn’t been thinking, I had let my hormones get the better of me. I could hear him coming closer, and I could smell him on the wind, but he didn’t smell human.

“And was it you who took them?” my voice echoed around in the trees, hiding where I truly was.

“No, that was your friend Nixa, you know what they say ‘curiosity killed the cat’ this time the cat killed curiosity. That thing you keep down there almost killed her; I just ended her suffering and had a little fun with her.”

“And what about Mae?” My voice cracked as I slowly stood up.

“Yes that was me,” I could hear a smile in his voice. “She bothered me, snooping around in my room, asking questions. She just had to go.” Tears stung my eyes as he spoke these words with no remorse at all.

Taking a deep breath I made another run, which of course he saw and he easily caught me. I could only struggle weakly as he spun me around and took hold of my throat. Grabbing his wrist with both my hands I scratched and cut his skin with my finger nails while I tried to keep my feet on the ground. This wasn’t the Bob I had met in the library or who had come to my house, this was a demon infected Bob. Was the real Bob somewhere in the shell that was once his body? No, I sensed no human presence, just the demon. What ever spell he had used when summoning the Edindal had also called something darker in. He probably had aimed to call a normal succubus and had gotten far more then he wanted. It must have been horrible, A demon possession in almost as painful as giving birth, but your body is paralyzed and you can’t move, can’t scream.

I was now gasping for air, ready to pass out as his grip slowly crushed my windpipe and lifted me off the ground but it only took him pressing something sharp against my stomach to get my attention back on him. I knew it was a blade as it cut through my flesh. The first and second cuts where quick and light as he cut vertically across my skin. The third was the charm, deep and bleeding heavily. I believe he was trying to gut me. I hadn’t the air to scream so only tears fell down from my eyes, dripping down my face as the blood dribbled down my jeans and legs to drip off my toes into the golden leaves that covered the ground.

“Bob, man, what the hell are you doing?” Shouted a horrified Ray.

As Bob turned to look at him I lifted one of my legs and kicked him in the groin. I landed on my feet and he landed on his side, clutching himself. Before I ran I took the dagger he had used on me. Running to Ray I grabbed his arm and dragged him with me, my throat to bruise to talk. Once inside I collapsed against the wall and slid down to the floor, hand held to the gash, while he locked the door. Blood was now freely flowing, it rippled over my fingers like water over river rocks, pooling on the floor next to me even as Ray panicked and ran to get my sister.

This is where everything gets confusing. I remember seeing people crowded around me, all talking at once, but I couldn‘t understand them, I was just too sleepy. I do remember my sister crying and screaming my name, as well as Frank and Gerard, I think they were crying too. And then I was then sitting in a black velvet chair that looked like a throne in totally white area with Kane standing before me, a scowl on his beautiful face. I noticed I was in a long white dress that was ever so slowly turning red with my blood.

Sighing I held a hand to my stomach and glared at him. “So you’ve come for me? You planed for Bob to kill me?” I asked harshly.

“No,” he growled. “You are of no use to me dead.” He spoke in a voice as cold as death. “I never meant for you to get hurt. I only gave him the ideas of how to hurt people; I did not know who he planed it for.”

“I saw into your head,” I spat. “I saw them dead in your mind, you knew!” I struggled to stand up but the pain was too much. The blood started to stain my dress faster. He reached out toward me. “Stop moving, the more you do the faster you come closer to death once your dress is completely soaker I have no chance of bringing you back to life wholly human. You don’t want to be a demon… trust me…” as he spoke this, his voice sounded strangely familiar. Sitting on the floor where he was he waved his hand in the air like he was shooing away a thought that he didn’t need. While he thought I watched the blood move up the chest of my dress and down to the hem. With what felt like a thunder clap inside my body I lurched forward and fell from the chair as I felt my body dieing. My head was turned to look at Kane and watch as tears of blood fall from his eyes. He slowly crawled toward me. This would have amused me If I wasn’t dead. Leaning over me he gave me a sad look. “looks like you’re going to find out what its like after all.” Placing one of his hands atop my stomach where the gashes still where he spoke a word I didn’t know and I gasped as I felt something akin to the agony of acid running through my veins. As the pain raged through me I could feel myself changing, not outwardly, but in my head and body. While the changes happened Kane talked to me.

“When you go back you need to kill the second Edindal, he is hiding in your sisters room waiting for her. Use the dagger you took from Bob. It is an Athame and will easily kill it now that you no longer have the power you did before. You wont be able to kill it with an ordinary knife.”

The pain finally ended and I was just laying there I looked at him again. “why are you doing this? I gave you my life so you would not kill Gerard, shouldn’t you want me dead?”

He laughed discordantly. “When you gave yourself to save him you broke the spell Bob had put on me. I didn’t want to kill Gerard. I was being sent to do something against my will. In all my years I have killed no one.”

I gave him a ‘you-don’t-really-expect-me-to-believe-that’ grin.

“I never killed anyone,’ he said defensively. “I gave them the idea’s to kill themselves and others.”

Closing my eyes I muttered ‘what ever’ and turned my head away from him.

“Myk.”

Opening my eyes I saw people standing all around me crying, then screaming as I sat up and looked at them.