Chapter 11: The Solution

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Valak's POV

Looking at her sleeping form, a smirk crossed my lips as I traced my black nails along her body. A faint, black mist escaped my palms. I knew this was the right moment. This woman had successfully bared my children and succumbed to my sinful desires. She wasn't born to be a servant of God, but a servant of me; of Satan. The mist wrapped around her body, whirling around in different patterns. She turned onto her side as the mist began to glow a sinister red. It lifted her up into the air as I closed my eyes. "Pura est mala. Carnem multam. Hoc est, qui quaerebant animam meam et synceritatem corrumpant. Imago eius est in tenebris umbracula vites. Amplectere natos in manus peccatorum." The red mist entered through her mouth and traveled throughout her body. Shifting around uncomfortably, she coughed violently and clenched her fists. I put my hand over her mouth which made her relax once again.

After the mist had traveled to every inch of her body, it exited through her mouth and faded into the atmosphere. Carrying her body, I set her onto Nyx's bed and walked into my room. Sitting on the bed, I put my sinister facade back on. 'I need that antidote and I need it fast. My feelings for her are getting too strong. I shouldn't have performed the ritual,' I thought in the back of my mind as I clenched my fists in anger.

Damian's POV

I watched my sister poke at her food with a shocked expression. We still couldn't get that vile image out of our mind. "Are you okay?" "Oh yeah, I'm totally fine. It's not like I seen my parents fucking each other and my life is forever scarred." The memories came into my consciousness as she spat out those harsh words. "Don't be so vulgar Nyx." "Shut the fuck up Damian. I just seen a disgusting sight and now I have to eat NASTY food." I know she hated the food here since it was too spicy for her tastes. She threw the fork down and sighed, propping her face up with her hand. A sudden thought came into my mind as I watched her poke at the food she hates. 'I should get her human food... I know she feels grossed out by that terrible sight.' Reaching into a portal to Earth, I stole a pizza from a restaurant and set it before her. Her eyes lit up with surprise. "Damian... are you teasing me?" "No," I responded, "I understand how you feel." She silently stared at me as she picked up a piece of pizza. "I don't know what the fuck got into you but... thanks." "Yeah," I trailed off as I watched her eat the gooey pizza. 'That looks gross,' I grimaced and stood up.

Walking out the door, I bumped into Murdak, who wore a smug grin on his face. "Ahh.. son of Valak. Why is a pathetic demon-human hybrid here?" "Why is an insolent worm such as yourself here?" Murdak let out a laugh before replying, "I'm here to watch the downfall of your father." Shooting him a dirty glance, I asked, "And what downfall do you presume?" "He's developing human feelings. You know the dark lord will gut him like a pig," he grinned. Narrowing my eyes, I glanced at his pouch. A mysterious, pink potion hung out of it. It was labeled as an antidote. "And why do you have an antidote? Did you POISON my FATHER?!" Murdak appeared to be shocked for a second before his face contorted back to normal. "Don't accuse me of such a petty action." I furrowed my brows as my eyes glowed a sinister red. "You do not fool me, Murdak. Your thoughts say otherwise. You did poison my father and that's the antidote." Murdak caught onto my wit as he readied his sharp claws. "And what are you going to do, Damian?" "What I do to all those who defile either me or my father; kill them." Without hesitation, I struck my hand through his chest. Blood spilled out his wound as I grasped his spine, ripping it out. The backbone made a loud crunching sound from the strength of my grasp. Murdak was a weakling. He couldn't even stand a fight against a human. His red eyes widened as he fell onto the ground. I bent over and pulled the antidote out from his bag. Groaning in pain, he tried to slice me with his claws but it was to no avail. "Tch. A weakling like you should not be in any position close to Satan. You're just a weakling." Lifting my foot up, I slammed it into his skull. Brains splattered across the floor as he released a final scream. Grinning to myself, I swiped my finger across the bloodied floor and tasted it. "The flavor of death is always my favorite... I should get this to father immediately."

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