The Possession-Draft 1

Chapter 5

Dracul and Nocturne had been staying at the Ebonmoon house for the past week. Despite their protestations Iblis and Marc had insisted they stay and take time to recover from their emotional trauma, and after some convincing they had accepted. It seemed to have been a good idea, after all, it was a place that seemed to have an energy all of its own. Comfort, love, and security seemed to radiate from the very walls. It was a place of healing, and they had all been in desperate need of it.

Dracul was parked in front of the tv with both children in his lap, all lost in the storyline of a movie while Nocturne was in an armchair, reading one of Iblis's many tomes. Iblis and Marc had gone to the store in town ten minutes away, picking up vast quantities of ice cream and meat.

A warm fire was blazing in the hearth, making the house cozy despite the snow that began to softly fall outside, coating the trees of the nearby woods in silent frost. It was in the midst of this relaxed setting that Nocturne lifted his head, his eyes locking onto the front door. A cold sensation that crept up his spine, making his hair stand on end. There was a sense of familiarity to it. Chimney was here, but something else as well, that same overwhelming sense of dread that seemed to pull the air from his lungs. Dracul paused and turned towards Noc, "Is that...?"

Noc put down the book with a soft thud, Chimney had no right to be here, his new home, a place of sanctuary for him, and with the most precious inhabitants under his guard, he wasn't going to let him come anywhere near. And with that same feeling of an alien otherness to him that had been there when he had brought Kira to them...

He got up, quietly cracked his neck, and nodded to Dracul, "It's him. We'll put them in the Pocket, and then we'll take care of this."

The Pocket. A space Iblis had created in case of such emergencies. It was a a tiny dimension made to keep the children safe and protected, a nursery of sorts hidden from reality itself and accessible only to those who were a part of his House.

There was no telling what Chim would try to do, and it was better to be safe than sorry. And so they slid aside a heavy bookcase that rested within Iblis's herb room, and placed Kenith and Amira into the portal with heavy hearts, before turning their attention to the intruder outside...

The Goat stood, staring at the house, snow falling on his shoulders and hair but not melting as he muttered irritably. It was starting to get dark, and the moon was obscured by the clouds. 

Sickly yellow light cast deep shadows over Chim's brow while he hunched over in his prison, the black muck turning to red as it crawled up his legs and arms like lava. He made no move to fight it, keeping his head down and his chin tucked against his chest. He didn't want to see what would happen next, instead remaining silent...that is until he heard the Goat curse. He shifted to his feet, lifting his head to peer through the grimy window and letting out a small gasp. The Ebonmoon house was fiercely glow with purple light. It was covered in sigils, scrawled in ancient tongues and symbols that Chim couldn't decipher, but he knew enough to recognize a Do Not Enter sign when he saw one.

He couldn't help but smirk, at least there something that was getting in the bastards way, "What's wrong Billy, is the security system too much for you?"

"Only due to being limited by your feeble body. But it does not matter. They will come to me, and once they are dead there will be nothing to stop me from taking what I want."

"Assuming they don't kick your ass first."

He was met with a chuckle, "Just sit and watch the show..."

Nocturne swung open the door to the cool nighttime air of the woods, Dracul following close behind and swinging the door shut behind them. They looked on Chim in shock. He was standing ten feet from the entrance to the house, his hands twitching and black veins seemed to be on the verge of popping out of his skin. Bony claws were all that was left of his fingers, his eyes were blank orbs, and his body skeletal.