Chapter 15 - Guess Who's in Town
Lorin
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All I felt was pain. Constant, never ending pain. I writhed in my sheets, trying to abate it, trying to get any sort of relief, but it felt like I was simultaneously being stabbed with a thousand knives, while my brain was stabbed with needles, my blood boiled, and my lungs filled with mud. I felt hands on me, but they just made the pain worse. I turned away from the prying hands, stuck in the inky blackness of my mind. As I start to come to my senses, I work on the protection spell that was taught to me. Even before I can start saying the mantra, the light I'm able to protect myself with has already cut the pain out of my body. Soon after I'm done with the spell, I feel 100% again, ready for anything.
I'm conscious again, but I keep my eyes closed. I can feel that I'm alone in my bed, which just means that Modi and Enki had business elsewhere. I'm okay with that. They helped me realize that I can't get upset whenever they leave me, because there just has to be times when we're apart. But I do wish that they were here with me. Even though I'm out of whatever that was, it still hurts, and the ghosts of the pain lingers. But I am proud of myself that I was able to handle that by myself. I know it probably is an easy task for a lot of Satanists, but I'm still relatively new. And I also just like basking in any victory I get for myself.
When I finally get comfortable enough in my body, I roll out of bed and decide to get ready for the day. I'm still skipping school, for my own sanity, so I don't rush. I always found morning showers when you don't have to be anywhere tend to be the best. I get the water to the perfect temperature (which is practically all hot, with a sliver of cold) and let the streams relax my tense muscles. I know that the faster you advance yourself spiritually, the more prone to attacks you are, but it seems like everyday that I'm getting targeted. It's taking a toll on my body, but what can you do? Get stronger. I know I can handle this, it's just tough right now, but there will always be a silver lining.
I shampoo my hair, pulling my fingers through the black locks to help detangle. My hair is getting longer, sitting at about shoulder length right now. I should get a haircut soon, I think to myself before laughing. What a normal, mundane thought to have! I found out I was the moon a few days ago, and I added a haircut to my todo list? What a wild concept. Obviously, I should be focusing on... what? What do I need to be focusing on? Spiritually growing? That's not something that happens overnight, and besides that fact, it's something that I work on everyday. I know what I need to be doing; learning more about my enemies and the Hunter organization. I have a Vanator living with me, and yet I barely know anything about him or what his lifestyle brings besides that they hunt witches to use their magic, and then kill them. I can't possibly see how they can be hunting down Satanists, because especially with such a taboo religion, we're all in hiding basically.
I rinse the shampoo out, and add a conditioner next. While that's sitting on my hair, I wash my body while I plan my attack. Well, maybe attack isn't the right word to use. More like, plan of action. I need to be able and sit down with Roman and have him open up to me about what he does, and why he does it. Maybe I can convince him further to leave his wrongful faith there, and join me. Not necessarily become a Satanist, because I feel like that may be a bit much for him so soon, but come to my side so I can show him the truth, and not just tell it. I know as soon as he sees the good in the world, it will make a difference for him. And for me, too.. As I rinse out the conditioner, I realize that I haven't seen a lot of the good in the world, either. I would love to see it, though. I would love to see the good that each person is capable of. Who wouldn't? It would be a better world for everyone.
I look into my mirror when I step out of the shower. What do they see in me?... I"m so pale! And have no muscle! But I brush that thought away as soon as it comes. I can't keep having these types of self doubt, it's not healthy. I don't notice that my paleness toes the line of translucency. While I'm drying off, still lost in my thoughts, my bedroom door opens. Thinking it's just Modi or Enki, I don't say anything and continue to get ready for the day. I don't hear anything said, so I get dressed and start the conversation.
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Hell on Earth (boyxboy)
FantasyLorin is a socially out-casted teen who is always alone, and is ignored at home and school. Finally, he's had enough. One day, when he was hiding in his attic, he found an old trunk holding a multitude of things, one being a spellbook. So, what woul...