Chapter 20: Summoned Demons
Sage sat there in silence; the only sound she made was her heavy exhale. The entity had not attacked her yet; it saw how weak she was and derived pleasure from seeing her in pain.
The entity had not touched her physical form yet; it couldn’t. It was only capable of possessing a vessel. Sage's vessel was so strong that when it possessed it her vessel would not follow its command. Now, the entity was going to do all it took to weaken her so it could take over her body.
Sage tried lifting herself up with the help of the tree, when the wispy creature saw this, it charged at her screaming with its thousand voices, which Sage was super sensitive to.
“Ahh!” Sage groaned as she lifted her hand to block her ears. The entity was floating towards her with speed, but all of a sudden it stopped like it had developed brakes.
The eyes of the entity were fixed on her chest. Sage looked down and found her crucifix was out of her top. It had slipped out when she crawled to the tree.
It was one of her mother’s accessories she found while going through some old boxes. Ever since then she had kept it on her, but hidden from the sight of the twins or Ericka.
The entity seemed to be cautious of the crucifix necklace. When it saw the crucifix out it stopped and took another way around Sage.
Sage was relieved at the thought that the wispy creature must have fled, but she had thought wrong. The savage wolf she had defeated earlier was now standing before her, completely healed from all injuries and was ready for another round with Sage.
“Is this how my life comes to an end?” Sage muttered weakly as her eyes dimmed slowly till it closed shut.
Her forceful reintegration had weakened her beyond measure and the weight of everything she had been through that night was not something her body could cope with. And now she was left in the hand of the possessed wolf, to do as he pleased with her.
Mitchell, Xavier’s mother who had run out of the house earlier unconscious of her action, had come back to her senses as she roamed in the woods in her wolf form.
“Demons! Why are they out of the underworld?” During her time in the woods, she had come across several demons which was unusual. The only time this set of creatures ever came out was if they were summoned.
Demons were known for possessing any strong vessels and using their bodies to do their work on Earth. They couldn’t function properly in this realm since they had to leave behind their true form in the underworld. So they sought for a strong vessel, one that was either stronger than theirs or similar in strength to possess.
“I need to leave now; I’m sure everyone would be worried about me.” Mitchell turned to leave, but she stopped when she heard a cry of pain.
“Ahh! It hurts.” Cried a female voice.
“The demons probably did something terrible to her, poor thing.” Mitchell sympathized. She was about to go home but she changed her mind and ran in the direction the cry had come from.
“Tsk tsk… I can’t just leave her there.” Mitchell didn’t want to interfere with whatever the demon was doing; there was a high probability that it was on a level she couldn’t handle, but she wasn’t heartless to leave a person alone with a demon.
When Mitchell got to the area where the cry had come from, she stopped behind a large tree to observe the situation. She saw the demon move around the girl who was against a tree. The demon proceeded to possess a werewolf with brown fur that was lying lifeless on the floor; soon the fur gradually turned black and the werewolf that looked lifeless a moment ago stood up. It shook its head and walked to the girl who was now passed out by the tree.
The possessed wolf sensed Mitchell’s presence and turned to look at her, but it was too late as she had already charged towards it to prevent it from harming the girl.
Mitchell in her wolf form used her head to hit the possessive werewolf away, and before it could react, she had pinned it down to the ground and quickly morphed into her human form.
“Maile shina musku,” Mitchell chanted some strange words and immediately, black smoke burst out of the werewolf underneath her. Unlike last time, the smoke didn’t take any form. The only thing Mitchell heard was the shout of a thousand lost souls as the smoke hovered around in the air.
“Maile shina musku.” This time around Mitchell sounded with more energy and the black smoke twirled wildly till it vanished along with its deafening sound into thin air.
With the demon cast away, the werewolf under her reverted back to human form, it was a lean male with shiny blond hair and an angelic face.
Mitchell wasn’t too bothered about him. She got up and walked to Sage, checked her pulse with two fingers; she confirmed that Sage was still alive and breathed a sigh of relief.
“How do I get back with two passed-out bodies?” She planned on taking them back to her pack and giving them proper treatment.
If the demon had possessed them before, it could still come back to this world to find them again, so she would have to destroy any link it had made with them.
Mitchell was able to cast out the demon which was not something any werewolf could do.
This was because Mitchell was once a witch until she mated with her late husband, Clint. He was the one who turned her into a werewolf.
Mitchell also had to change back into a human in order to say the spells to cast the demon away since she wasn’t able to speak in her wolf form. Although her spell skill was a bit rusty she was able to completely cast the demon away after two attempts.