The Raven

Recovering

It was just a regular sunny day without a trace of demons or any leftover dark energy. Ravens even cleaned up the battleground, it was like nothing ever happened, like we weren't fighting against demonic forces on that very beach. 

Still, we decided it would be a bad idea to stick around. We went back to our hotel after cleaning our clothes a bit and doing our best to hide our injuries in general. Since it was so early in the morning, we didn't actually have to try very hard. There were only a few people outside, and they seemed disinterested in the world around them. They were still sleepy and groggy and didn't actually care about two girls shuffling around. 

Even if they did notice us, they probably thought we were drunk. That was what our generation did, after all. It is so common for us humans to judge, and not care much about other people, but in this case, it was good for us that no one noticed us.

We went to our joined rooms and did our best to treat our wounds using powers as well as medicine. It was lucky that we were those annoying travelers who carried everything with them. We had so many medicines and bandages, that it came in hand. A lot of people told us that it seemed as if we were carrying the whole pharmacy, but I guess sometimes it did pay off to be prepared. 

Also, my friend was trying to explain to me how to heal myself since she was already back to her old self, minus a finger. She was tired, but at least she was healed. 

As for me, I did my best to heal myself but for some reason, it was slow work and the results were minimal. At least I was no longer bleeding profusely. 

"You have to try to first work on internal healing. As you already know, the healing first happens at the emotional and spiritual level. I think that you are having problems with your self-healing because you are emotionally and spiritually blocked at the moment." My friend said. 

It was true. Everything she said, I already knew, but it didn't stop me from being annoyed. Of course, I wasn't well emotionally and spiritually! I barely escaped Hell and I went through some horrific things that weren't over yet. I was angry and annoyed that my life had to be such a mess. 

It felt to me like I had it worse than she did. Then I remembered that she had lost herself, killed innocent people, and had been a true monster so maybe her ordeal was greater. Still, she managed to overcome it, and achieve the kind of emotional balance necessary to heal her body and soul. I could do it as well.

I tried to focus on wanting to be healed, on the potential that my body had to heal. Letting go of my ego, I stepped back from my rational self, allowing myself to truly believe that I would be healed. 

My will to be healed was getting stronger every moment, as I focused on my soul and not on my reason or emotions. I was open to the idea of instant healing, and I was ready for it to happen. After activating my healing process, I did my best to stay open, accepting and grateful because that was a very important step in the healing process. 

After meditating for a while I placed my right hand on my belly, and my left hand on my heart. I gently breathed in and out. I imagined a golden light surrounding my entire body. Imagining the golden light traveling up through my body from my toes to my head, I started feeling it work. As the light surrounded me, I imagined it going into my body through the top of my head and down through my spine. The whole process required my full attention and unwavering focus, but I did it. 

After a few hours, my wounds had healed up and the only trace of what happened the previous night was a jagged scar that was left on my arm. Also, we were very tired, I wasn't sure if that was the consequence of the battle or actually from using up so much energy for healing. All I wanted to do was sleep. 

My friend was already asleep, so I decided it would be good for me to get some sleep, as well. We had no idea what awaited us on our journey, and honestly, I wasn't even sure I wanted to know. It was probably bad news; demons, evil, blood, same old, I thought as I drifted to sleep.

After waking up, I felt much better. I was able to appreciate the fact that we were still alive. We were attacked by demons, but we won, for the time being. In my book, that was as close to a miracle as I came in the second lifetime I had been given. 

We stayed at the seaside for a few more days, always hiding out, and being extremely cautious. 

Finally, it was time to go back. As much as we didn't want to expose our friends and families to the danger, we were running out of excuses. When we were finally ready to go, it occurred to us that it would be difficult to explain to other people my friend's lack of a finger. So she used her power, that was increasing every day, to create an illusion that her hand was normal. It would be enough to fool everyone. I used my power to hide my scars, but they weren't as difficult to hide.

Upon arriving home, the only strange thing about us was that we had identical bruises from all the jumping and fighting we did. Not knowing how else to explain it, we told everyone that we were clumsy and that we kept bumping into the objects around the room since we had small rooms. 

People did believe us because it was such a ridiculous lie that no one thought someone would make up something as strange as that. Since it was so ludicrous, everyone thought it was the truth, having in mind that people usually made up more plausible lies. 

Not long after we arrived, we thought it was about time for the final confrontation. No one is ever ready to face their demons, but we all have to do it sooner or later. I wished our demons were metaphorical ones, but unfortunately, our lives weren't that simple. 

We wanted for once to be in charge of when and where the battle would occur, and my friend made a very strange decision. She said that it would be best if we had the fight in a graveyard, in the middle of the night. I thought that it was the worst idea she had ever had. 

When I told her that, she explained that if we were fighting in a graveyard, in the middle of the night, there would be no chance of innocent bystanders getting hurt. Unfortunately for me, I couldn't deny that logic. 

If there was a place that was deserted at night, it was the graveyard. For a good reason, as well, because it's creepy and unnatural to go sneaking around it at night. I have always disliked passing by graveyards. It felt like death was breathing down my neck. 

Nevertheless, we did go as soon as we prepared, knowing that the demons would find us easily enough. 

As I shivered in the cold air, in the middle of the graveyard, I couldn't help but reevaluate if it was a good plan to even be there. All of a sudden, there was a strange sound in the air as if something was flying towards us and that is when I saw it. 

The ravens were coming, again! I wished it was anything but the ravens. I was getting sick and tired of demon ravens.