Storyteller's Universe // See Through
Unwanted Guest
Demon:
“I WILL TEAR YOU INTO MILLION FUCKING PIECES YOU TRAITOR.”
Whistling a tune, I turn around to a cupboard with a leather roll up tool pouch on it. I spread it out to reveal paraphernalia of various religions and beliefs from around the world, but also a few seemingly unrelated items - speaking of which, I grab a fistful of fast food ketchup packets from it.
Demon:
“START PRAYING MONGREL, FOR I SHALL TEAR THAT HALF-BREED SOUL OUT OF YOUR BODY AND FUCK IT TILL IT BEGS FOR MORE”
Ignoring the possessed body, I bite into one of the ketchup packets and start squeezing it out onto the floor, trying my best to draw something at least resembling a circle.
Demon:
“YOUR BONES WILL- what are you doing?”
Ariel:
“Protective circle.”
Demon:
“That isn’t blood.”
Ariel:
“It’s red, that’s enough. I only get into kinky bloodplay with greater demons or better.”
Demon:
“how fuCKING DARE YOU, I AM A POWERFUL DEMON AND PATHETIC WHELPS LIKE YOU SHALL TREAT ME AS THEIR MASTER WITH RESPECT.”
I grace the demon with no answer as I continue drawing. By the third packet I figured out how to keep a steady flow. As I reach for another one, I hear knocking on my door. Both of us turn our heads toward the noise, though the demon does it with a meaty snap of its host’s neck. If that just killed the guy I will personally exorcize this piece of shit.
I open the door and see a business casual gray fox.
Asher:
“Asher Soboleski from Paranormal Events Research and Surveillance Agency. Mr. Wormwood?”
Ariel:
“Ariel is enough, Asher. You guys must be desperate if you’ve reached me again after what I did last time.”
Asher:
“Precisely, can’t say you are our first choice.”
Ariel:
“PERSA finally sent an asshole! My prayers have been heard. The last guy was-”
Demon:
“HELLO? I AM STILL HERE YOU SPAWN OF A LEPROUS WENCH, DON’T FORGET ABOUT ME. UNCHAIN ME AND I WILL ONLY CHEW ON HALF OF YOUR BONES.”
Ariel:
“Sorry Asher, as you can see I’m busy. Let me get back to it and free up my calendar for you. Take a seat and do nothing.”
I return to the screaming demon and finish the pentagram.
Ariel:
“We can do it the easy way or the hard way. Next to you is a body, it’s unbound, you can take it and you’re free to do whatever you like. Or I can pry you out of this body by force and I will punish you for making me do the work”
Demon:
“YOU ARE MISTAKEN IF YOU THINK YOU CAN COMMAND ME TO POSSESS A ROTTING CARCASS.”
Ariel:
“No, I’m asking nicely.”
The demon burps a laugh before spitting half a dozen rusty nails at me. They harmlessly bounce off of my shirt.
Ariel:
“Last chance, don’t make me use your name.”
Demon:
“YOU ARE LYING CLERGYMAN, NO MORTAL KNOWS MY NAME.”
Ariel:
“I’m not a priest, and I’m not mortal either.”
The body falls limp, in a blink of an eye there’s a half-burnt horned beast, with its face merely an inch from mine. I can feel and smell its brimstone breath. If not for the circle I’m sure it would attack.
Demon:
“I SHALL REDUCE YOU TO A PILE OF MEAT AND SINEW.”
Ariel:
“Beast of the Sulphur Lake, Fear from the Imp Dens, The One Marked by Pride’s Hand and Slayer of Bone Serpents, I command thee to stay the fuck away by hundred kilometers or more. Don’t forget to fuck yourself too.”
There’s a flash of genuine fear on the demon’s face.
Demon:
“HOW TH-”
Seemingly by an invisible force, the demon is dragged by its neck at a terrifying speed through the nearest exit, which happens to be one of the windows. The glass shatters outwards as the demon is gone in a blink, almost as fast as it appeared. Ketchup splatters half the wall around it.
I take a moment to look out the window. Dead of night, thankfully there was no one around to get showered with glass shards. I turn back to the guy on the gurney who was possessed just a moment ago. With a wave of my hand, the shackles rust away. Unconscious, but alive. Success.
Asher:
“You done?”
The fox is playing tough, yet he looks like both his lunch and mind are racing to see which one can be lost first.
Ariel:
“I hope you recognize the sacrifice of me not seeing this guy’s reaction upon waking up? I have shit to do, let’s walk and talk.”
With a grunt Asher gets up from the chair and follows me out of the building.