Their Satanic Majesties - The Rolling Stones

Diabolus

Bill sat by the fireplace, wide eyed and shaking like a leaf. What everyone saw shocked them, all except for Keith and Mick. They had been shaken deeply, yet morbid curiosity was taking over. 

"When will we be going back out?" Charlie inquired to Mick, of whom was sat on the couch with a cup of tea in his hand.

"We could do it here, it would work just as well. You know...with some risks." The man snickered behind his cup, sipping on the herbal tea. Bill slowly looked at them. 

"L-Look, count me out of this thing for tonight...I'm going to bed..." With a shaky voice, Bill spoke and left to go upstairs to his room which left Charlie and Brian in the two men's company. Brian glanced over at Mick and swallowed nervously. 

"...C-Could I give a shot at this stuff?" The man slowly asked, faltering mid sentence as he was still rather freaked out about the ordeal. 

"Of course you can, as long as we get a choice. We can actually so it to you, it's easier that way." Keith spoke up, leaning on his hand with an almost bored expression concreted on his face. "Just as long as you're fine with a little psychical contact." 

"That's fine...it won't kill me right?" Brian asked, standing and walking over to them. 

"It'll be fine, just lay down while I grab one of my books." The brown headed man stood and walked upstairs, leaving the three on their own. Brian looked at Charlie for a moment before laying down in the center of their living room beside the fireplace. It was a few moments before Mick came back with a loosely bound book with deeply yellowed pages. That was clearly a rather ancient book.

"Okay, Charlie you need to do as I tell you and if you don't do it properly, it could be dangerous." The man spoke and knelt down beside the blonde, flipping a few pages to the one he was looking for.

"You need to hold his arms down, keep them pinned to the floor and sit down on his legs. Just make sure he can't move." 

"Alright...are you sure this is all safe?" Charlie raised an eyebrow, not about to do anything if it was putting anyone at risk.

"It's fine, just hurry up. Keith you're going to cover his mouth and say it with me." 

"Gotcha." Keith nodded as Mick slid over to the side to stand above the two, of which were doing what they had been instructed. Brian was visibly freaked out but seemed to stay fairly calm, eyes closed with his breathing steadied. 

  Mick took his match book and lit a candle sitting on the coffee table before beginning the little chant.

"Shadows lurking in the night, I summon you, come to us tonight. Oh I call to thee come accept my offering and come here please, so mote it be!" The pair of dark mages chanted, as they did so, Brian began to let out a deafening scream even being heard through Keith's hand. He violently thrashed with his back arching heavily off the ground with Charlie having a difficult time holding him down. They repeated it two more times with things only getting more violent when Mick took a pocket knife to his own hand, blood dripping onto the blonde's face. That was when he went still, just laying there. The candle then suddenly blew out, the fireplace going out as well which left the room dark and slowly becoming chilled. Charlie's eyes were wide and he looked at them, shaking a bit. Keith pulled his hand away to find it blood soaked, he had been bleeding out the mouth to the point they had to sit him up so he didn't choke. 

Brian slowly opened his eyes, coughing and trembling in the arms of his two friends. There was something odd now, his eyes seemed to be much lighter than before, his dark circles intensified and a few strand of white hair among his golden locks. 

"...w...what happened...?" The man weakly asked, feeling blood dripping down his face from Mick and from his mouth and nose. Mick knelt in front of him and wiped his face with his sleeve. 

"You experienced black magic for the first time, got anything to say about it?" He tilted his head with a small, yet wicked smiled. 

"I...d-don't..." He hadn't even finished his sentence when he suddenly fell unconscious, head falling backwards onto Charlie's chest. 

"We're done for tonight, get him upstairs." Keith bluntly stated, almost sounding worried as he grabbed Mick to tug him into another room. Charlie picked his now sickly friend up and went upstairs to his room. 

"What the hell were you thinking using that goddamn spell?!" Keith immediately yelled at him, shoving the slightly taller man a ways back. "You could have killed him!"

"But I didn't! You can't be so worried about everything, if it happens, we can fix it. If we can get him on our side, we can get rid of the other two, don't you see that this could be good for us?"

"That's not the fucking point! You are going to fix him and we're done showing them, this is your mess now, NOT mine." 

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Happy happy Halloween you lot! Sorry if this chapter isn't too good but I thought it would be good to put up for this good old holiday! 

I hope you enjoyed this and I'll be updating as soon as I can!