told,” he continued on. Oh double freaking crap.
“Take it off now!” I yelled at him, but he just turned around and walked over to a now visible table, grabbing an apple and biting down on it. He chewed slowly, watching me with a sly smile spreading across his face.
“In time, hellhound, but first I would require payment for it. Do you wish to know what you should give me in return?”
“What do you want?” I asked, pain jumping to my jaws as I bit down to try and control my fury.
“In return for the removal of the charm, I require you to bring me the four blood relics. This must be done in person, not vision.”
“What do you mean blood relics? I have no idea what you are talking about? ”
“Yes, of course. The four blood relics; the crown of thorns, placed on the head of Christ by the roman soldiers. The sudarium of Oviedo, the cloth used to wrap around Christ’s head. The holy lance or spear of destiny, which caused the death of Christ. Finally, the nails used to nail Christ to the cross upon his crucifixion. These are the blood relics I need as payment.”
“What? Are you freaking crazy? They do not exist.”
“Now, hellhound, you know that what humans see as nonexistent and what is the truth is not the same at all. They do exist, but are not in the hands of the humans. He placed them in the care of the fallen, and you must find them and bring them to me.”
“Why on earth would you want the blood relics? What can you possibly do with them?” Moving slowly away from him, I kept myself ready for any attack.
“In due time, my hellhound, in due time. Find these relics and bring them to me, and I will free your friend from the death charm. If not, you will watch your friend die an agonizing death. As the days pass she will become weaker, until the last days where she won’t be able to move at all. And then the grand finale, you watch as the necklace eats through her skin and takes her head. If you need me, touch the necklace. Until then, hellhound,” he finished. The vision disappeared with him, leaving me standing next to Kali in the room. I grabbed the bed, suddenly feeling light headed.
I looked down at Kali and watched as she opened her eyes and stared at me. “Kas, are you okay?” she asked, concerned. How do I tell her that her life was just placed in my hands, and if I don’t give the very demon she hates the blood relics of Christ she will die? No, I can’t tell her, knowing her she wouldn’t allow me to help. But at the same time I was dreading what such relics could do or mean in the hands of a demon prince.
“Yes, how are you feeling?” I asked her in return, unable to tell her the truth.
She moved around and lifted her arms and feet. I took a few steps back, giving her some room. “Like a train ran over me. I take it I lost the battle?” she replied, getting up to sit on the bed, her legs hanging over the edge.
“Yeah, it didn’t go too well, but it’s understandable. Ballen was not what we thought him to be. In fact, he is a demon prince,” I explained to her, sitting down on my own bed. How does my world always spiral out of control like this? How the hell do I always end up with injuries or someone dies? Feeling like an old woman, I lay down on the bed and covered my eyes again.
“What do you mean demon prince?” Kali asked from across the room, so I started to explain to her everything that had happened so far. Leaving no detail out, I listened as her breathing hitched at the bad parts, and she growled at the stupid parts. “So what you are telling me is that we ended up where we began. That’s so unfair!” she shouted and I lifted my head to see her pacing the same route I was pacing a little while ago. “What do they think we are? Babies? For Heaven’s sake, we survived all on our own before Amon, do they not see that?”
“Nope, according to them we lack knowledge and need to finish the
“Take it off now!” I yelled at him, but he just turned around and walked over to a now visible table, grabbing an apple and biting down on it. He chewed slowly, watching me with a sly smile spreading across his face.
“In time, hellhound, but first I would require payment for it. Do you wish to know what you should give me in return?”
“What do you want?” I asked, pain jumping to my jaws as I bit down to try and control my fury.
“In return for the removal of the charm, I require you to bring me the four blood relics. This must be done in person, not vision.”
“What do you mean blood relics? I have no idea what you are talking about? ”
“Yes, of course. The four blood relics; the crown of thorns, placed on the head of Christ by the roman soldiers. The sudarium of Oviedo, the cloth used to wrap around Christ’s head. The holy lance or spear of destiny, which caused the death of Christ. Finally, the nails used to nail Christ to the cross upon his crucifixion. These are the blood relics I need as payment.”
“What? Are you freaking crazy? They do not exist.”
“Now, hellhound, you know that what humans see as nonexistent and what is the truth is not the same at all. They do exist, but are not in the hands of the humans. He placed them in the care of the fallen, and you must find them and bring them to me.”
“Why on earth would you want the blood relics? What can you possibly do with them?” Moving slowly away from him, I kept myself ready for any attack.
“In due time, my hellhound, in due time. Find these relics and bring them to me, and I will free your friend from the death charm. If not, you will watch your friend die an agonizing death. As the days pass she will become weaker, until the last days where she won’t be able to move at all. And then the grand finale, you watch as the necklace eats through her skin and takes her head. If you need me, touch the necklace. Until then, hellhound,” he finished. The vision disappeared with him, leaving me standing next to Kali in the room. I grabbed the bed, suddenly feeling light headed.
I looked down at Kali and watched as she opened her eyes and stared at me. “Kas, are you okay?” she asked, concerned. How do I tell her that her life was just placed in my hands, and if I don’t give the very demon she hates the blood relics of Christ she will die? No, I can’t tell her, knowing her she wouldn’t allow me to help. But at the same time I was dreading what such relics could do or mean in the hands of a demon prince.
“Yes, how are you feeling?” I asked her in return, unable to tell her the truth.
She moved around and lifted her arms and feet. I took a few steps back, giving her some room. “Like a train ran over me. I take it I lost the battle?” she replied, getting up to sit on the bed, her legs hanging over the edge.
“Yeah, it didn’t go too well, but it’s understandable. Ballen was not what we thought him to be. In fact, he is a demon prince,” I explained to her, sitting down on my own bed. How does my world always spiral out of control like this? How the hell do I always end up with injuries or someone dies? Feeling like an old woman, I lay down on the bed and covered my eyes again.
“What do you mean demon prince?” Kali asked from across the room, so I started to explain to her everything that had happened so far. Leaving no detail out, I listened as her breathing hitched at the bad parts, and she growled at the stupid parts. “So what you are telling me is that we ended up where we began. That’s so unfair!” she shouted and I lifted my head to see her pacing the same route I was pacing a little while ago. “What do they think we are? Babies? For Heaven’s sake, we survived all on our own before Amon, do they not see that?”
“Nope, according to them we lack knowledge and need to finish the
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