Chapter Two

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January 18, 1978

The Vatican, Rome

"In hoc corpore ego sanctificabo nomen sanctum Iesu Christi corpore, non est hoc tuum daemonium valedixit et consumetur in medio eius" the priest chanted in Latin as he sprinkled holy water upon the writhing body below

At the touch of the holy water the possessed man howled in pain

"venit ad me et non per speciem discipulos Christi sanguinum masculorum concubitores" the demon replied in the same language

The priest paled as the demon's hit him, he called him a bloody sodomite, which meant he saw all that was being done

"Struck a Nerve eh" the demon chuckled sensing a loss of faith "your altar boys are quite irresistible I must say I'd be tempted too"

"Shut up" the priest voice said splashing him with holy water

This time the demon only laughed casting the priest a lazy stare

"You know that only by faith can you cast me out, you have lost your faith my friend therefore your hold over me is gone like wind"

The priest positively blanched as the demon broke free off the restraints, his hands began to tremble slightly as the demon stood at eye level with him

"So tell me Father Israel how do you want to die?"

"I bind you in the name of Christ" they both said at the same time

"JINX!" The demon said in a nasty tone

The priest's looked confused as he arched his brows in confusion

"What does that mean?" He asked confused

"It means you're dead" the demon said flashing very sharp teeth

The family waiting outside heard the screaming change to that of the priest and they watched in pure horror as cleanly cut head went splat against tht window

They watched in horror as the door swung open and a man with glowing red eyes stepped out

"What the hell" the demon and the man said at the same time

"JINX!"

"Huh" the man said in confusion

And the demon grinned in anticipation

"Erised enu cafru von hosi"

Their screams rent the air much to it's pleasure

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Present day

Madison

It had been six months since the witching as they all called it and I was still to be free of whatever this was

The vague memory of me returning home in the cop car was forever haunting me, I could still clearly see the looks of pure horror drawn across my parents faces as they listened to the stories

They were still afraid, everyone was, I was kept at a wide berth like a kind of bomb that they were waiting to explode, it didn't help that my powers had returned in full force, I heard and saw but I could not speak, for the fear of looking crazy

A good thing came out of this though, the so called psychotherapist position had been vacant since her untimely demise, word had gone out and now no shrink would apply even if we paid the m a million dollars to do so

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