Abigail Adams did not expect to find herself in a graveyard with weathered out headstones and weeds that grew so high that it looked like no one took care of the place in years. She'd been following two hellhounds with red eyes and drools coming out of the corners of their mouths. Despite their terrifying demeanor and the demon sending the beasts out to hunt her and her friends down she'd been determined to try and calm them down. The beasts had taken off through the thick forest. Heading to who knew where. She ran through the forest until she came across the demon Mammon. Laughing in his host's body, thoughts circled her mind as she wanted to find out more about what the demon and his posse were planning. Upon looking at the hideous beasts, Abigail was shocked by how Mammon treated the dogs and wanted to help the creatures so much.
"We need to make sure that this spell is done correctly! My brothers are determined to get to the surface, and we can't do that if you imbeciles don't do something about our Empath troubles!" Mammon exclaimed, his eyes bulging. Abigail remained still but when the dogs turned their attention away from Mammon and to her hiding spot behind a large tomb stone her stomach dropped. The dogs growled forcing Mammon to pay attention to her location. She backed away ready to escape at a moment's notice. "Well now, who do we have here?" Mammon said appearing before Abigail. She fell onto the wet grass as the dogs stood on either side of him. "We can't have eavesdroppers, can we? Attack!"
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Spiritus Animalis (Empath #2) ✔️
Fantasy*First draft completed* Sometimes when life throws unexpected things at you, you don't know how to react. Knowing that there were things out there that we can't explain, Abigail is thrown into Althea's world without a second thought. In the beginnin...
