Wind scratched my face as I trailed the benign witch. Benign are healers by the way. This particular one was the informant of Mother Martha, the greatest healer of all time.
The reason I was chasing her was because Mother Martha could tell me where to find the devil. Not the exact location but close enough to trail him. I was two miles behind in this race to catch the witch and that was not good.
If she reached a boat she could escape and I would never find the devil and would never be free of my mission.i had to catch her. I saw some foot prints ahead of me. Sure enough they were the witches.
I saw up ahead. She was struggling to walk. Then I saw she had been bitten by something. She had teared clothing and bite marks on her left side. I ran up to catch up to her." STOP!" I cried out to her. She tried to run but collapsed to the ground.
I looked around to see if there was any shelter from this storm. I needed her in tip top shape to ask questions.
I finally saw a cottage ahead. I picked up the witch and set if towards the hut. The witch was starting to come around.I finally got there. I opened the door and made for the rooms. Once I found one suitable for the witch I laid her to rest. I don't kill her ofcourse, I still needed to question her.
I finally Found a room of my own and I lay down on my new bed. I finally, after a long day, got to close my eyes and go to sleep.
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When I woke the next morning the first thing I did was to go check on the witch. She was still asleep. I started to shake by her shoulder. "Get up!" I shouted angrily. "Time for your questioning!" I grabbed her roughly by her hands and hauled her to a see rate room.
"First question is where is mother Martha? " " I would not tell you if you threatened to burn me you fool!!" I slapped her hard and repeated my question. I got the same reply.
I decided this was going nowhere si I told her to get up and follow me. She did as she was told and followed me outside under a tree. I stripped her of her clothes and hung her upside down and told her that I would call specific people to abuse her until she answered my question.
She still was dauntless and replied with a simple no. I got so angry that I grabbed a stick and began to beat her. At the end of the beating she was crying but would not still answer my question. I decided to go into town and go to a local Bar. Men there would love a lady naked.
I got a couple of men eager for the ordeal and brought them home with me to torment the witch. I watched as one kissed her and the other raped her and as she cried o grew more and more happy.
After all she deserved it. It was nearly morning after the men were done. She was dripping with there semen. And so I decided to beat her some more after finally asking her my question one more time.
She replied " m - mother Martha is dead." I grew angry at hearing this because my only lead to catching satan was gone.
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FALL OF ANGELS
Teen FictionA true story of satanic rituals and death. Read on to find out the true story of Satan.( I am just making it up and I am not a satanic worshipper in case you were wondering).