Chapter 9 - Beautiful Death
Enki
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The room got eerily quiet after we agreed on what we needed to do. I know it will only be a temporary solution, but Lorin needs help, now, before it's too late. The Angels, as medieval as they are, know what they're doing. They've attacked plenty of Satanists, and people of the Christian faith, countless times. And they'll continue to do it, until they're completely overthrown. Only then, will they not use the human soul as fuel for their own powers. We've been fighting against them for as long as I remember; but soon we won't have to worry about them.
A breeze blows through the room, making everybody shiver at the sudden blast of cold air. Roman walks over and closes the window, and turns to face the three demons standing before him. You can tell he's trying to act tough, but his knuckles are white, and his eyes are shifty.
"Now what?"
It's dead silent, until, "Now," I start, looking Roman in the eyes. "You need to leave. You don't want to see this." And I mean it. What they're about to do... it's not going to be pretty. By no means is it going to be violent, or bloody (okay, a little), or morally wrong, but for the devout Christian, it will be quite intense.
The process is quite simple, though outdated. People, demons, haven't used this method in millennia. It's very looked down upon by the higher ups, but I'm the highest up, so fuck the others. I know of one demon who respects him, and he will know what we're doing is right.
Like it was stated earlier, we have to bite him. Modi and I, that is. Dantalion will be used for balancing energy, so as to not overwhelm him. We need to bite him again, I should say. He was bitten before, by both of us, but we didn't infuse any of their energy into it; or go through the proper ways for the bites to take effect. They're practically just hickeys on him; hickeys that will scar.
As we bite him, we need to infuse great amounts of our energy, and fill him with it. Not just his physical being, but his spiritual one, too. This is best done while having sex, but, though we're willing, we are not having sex with Lorin while unconscious, and unwilling. But, it can be done with limited sexual contact. We will be able to get away with just kissing him, but this is only because we're high ranking. Lower ranks could never even imagine performing this ritual.
"No way. No fucking way am I leaving him here to get butt-fucked by you two." Roman snaps, taking what he thinks is a threatening stance by Lorin's head. Once again: Idiot.
Oh look, the big, bad, hunter thinks he's scary.
Cute.
I just, literally, knock him out and put him in the corner. I mean, I know I was probably a bit rough, but oh well. He kind of deserved it, by my standards at least. He's been pushing too much lately. I know it, Modi knows it, hell, he probably knows it, too, but just won't admit it to himself. But, that's okay. Karma will get to him. Eh, karma, me, what's the difference?! Hint, there is no difference.
With Roman finally out of the way, I can finally start to heal Lorin. I look to Modi and nod, then to Dantalion. I pick him up, and lay him in the middle of the pentagram he drew the first time he tried to summon a demon. While I did this, Modi and Dantalion lit candles around the room, and put a curtain over the window.
I light in incense and let it burn while I gather my thoughts. This is something I never thought I would have to do; something I never wanted to do. I didn't want to have to throw Lorin into the deep end with all of this. I came to him because he was a new follower, who needed help to find the right path. That's all I thought he was. That's all he was supposed to be.
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