Truth Or Dare; Live Or Die

Chapter Eight: Demon Spawn

My head was hurting badly. I could feel a really strange presence around me. Its like, I wasnt alone in my empty hospital room. Just as I was about to call a nurse in, the group burst through the door.

"Star, honey we found something." Noah said.

"Its amazing, you've got to see it!" Scott yelled.

Noah pulled out a beautiful red crystal. Scott pulled out a box, which made me hesitate. I took the crystal, and examined it. The touch it brought to me singed my hands, but I ignored it. What I saw encraved on the crystal was magnificent.

A demon's pentagram with the date 1-3-2002 to 9-20-17.

Wait. The first date.... was my birthday. The second date... thats an exact week from now. I checked the calendar on my phone. September 13, 2017. 9-13-17. I then took the box from Scott. As soon as I touched it, I started to hear voices. I sat  up in bed, grabbing both sides of my head. My body didnt feel like my own. The room swirled around me. Everything was tinged with a reddish look. my heart meter rang out with fast pulse, my lungs felt as if they were heaving.

I fell to the floor from the pain in my thigh. My father lay in front of me, gasping for air from pain. "Once you see the game, and touch the crystal. You will change. You my child, are a demon spawn from your mother's blood. You are a monster, not fit to walk this earth. Your a human vessel for a demon that can destroy the Earth." He said. "N-no! Even if I-I am a demonic spawn! I will save my friends, I wont let myself betray those that are important to me!" I screamed.

"Make it STOP!!" I screamed out, but it sounded as if 3 voices included my own said it. I threw myself back to the back of the bed, still grasping my hair. Everything was looking different, it was all red. Swirling. Sami and Noah tried to hold me down, but I flailed so much they had to let go. Kicking and screaming.

"Stop it! GET OUT OF MY HEAD!! I HATE YOU, KILL YOUR FUCKING SELF STOP!!" I yelled. Doctors ran in, and they put restraints on me with little luck, but it made me even worse.

"Get them off! No torture!! PLEASE STOP HELP ME!" My voice still sounded as if three others were talking with me. My eyes had changed to a full black. The scar on my thigh had opened, my leg bleeding. Bleeding out. It glowed a faint red, as I screamed.

"This isnt normal!" Noah yelled, holding my arms down.

I looked into Noahs eyes. "Run.. let go, GET OUT OF HERE!"

He looked into my eyes and smiled.

"Were not going anywhere."