Demon Raiser

Chapter One Deaths Academy

I'm walking home through the woods on a worn out dirt path, the moon is full and gives the forest an eerie feeling. I love when the night is like this, I breath in the woodsy scent before coming upon a worn out cabin. I open the door to smell fresh baked apple pie and stew.

My home may be old and creepy looking but it has been my home for fifteen years.

"Kaiden is that you walking in?" mom asks me, walking into the living room.

My mom's wearing one of her long dresses with her old apron on, mom's blond hair is tied back into a bun with chopsticks through it.

"Yeah, it's me mom. Sorry I'm late coming home from work," I sigh, rubbing the back of my neck. I sigh and take off my high tops before walking into the kitchen and sitting at the table looking at the worn down walls.

"What does your work entail? I got this nice phone call from the school today informing me you've been away for a month," Mom tapps her feet impatiently.

"Alright I haven't been at school for a month now, but I have a good reason; I have been working my butt off so we can have a place to live. What do you expect me to do mom; I can't force you to go to work with your bad arthritis!" I moan, lightly covering my eyes with my hand.

"Kaiden, I was talking to a school that's willing to add you into their boarding program. Don't worry about me, I need you to gain control of your abilities," Mom whispers, tears are running down her cheeks as she gently rubs my cheek.

"Mom I swear it's getting better, I haven't seen a spook for months now!" I say calmly, looking deep into her eyes willing her to understand.

I can't just be sent off like this, mom needs me whether she knows or not.

"Kaiden, I need to know that you're going to be well taken care of; I can't help relieve you of your fears with a simple kiss anymore. I need to know I have done everything that I can to help you," Mom tells me backing up and going into the kitchen.

She's trying to get rid of us Kaiden....

This dark raspy voice whispers inside my mind; it may be my subconscious telling me my darkest fears right?

"I haven't had a dream about summoning this awful creature in two weeks! Please don't send me away, I love you," I beg, running my hands through my hair.

I sit down at the table feeling defeated as mother places food in front of me. I take my fork and eat a mouthful of my moms chicken pie. Mmm it tastes delicious, I think this may be my last meal home.

The phone starts to ring and mom gets up and answers it, she starts to talk in hushed tones; this proves my suspicion about what's going to happen.

I continue to eat my dinner, and I wonder if there's another reason for my mother doing this. What sixteen year old guy can say, yeah my mom ships me off because she loves me so much?

hardly any.

I think that mom is hiding something from me; I get the oddest feeling that it's sinister too.