Chapter 8
As I watched the house, the shields on it flared. Something was going on inside! Some sort of powerful spell being performed, and the protective shields of the house could barely contain it!
Whatever it was, I was now doubly glad I had thought to 'spell up' as I had. I concentrated a moment, and my cloak and staff arrived with a slight popping sound of displaced air. I got out, and put my cloak on and grabbed my staff.
I quickly ran up the drive to the house. As I got there, a sustained flare of power glowed so brightly, that I didn't see how anyone could miss seeing it. Luckily, only those with 'second sight' could see what I was seeing.
I tried the door. Locked.
Ok, we do this the hard way. I placed my hand against the door, and pushed. I felt the power as a tingle. I recognized the style right away. I pulled a little power from my ring, and tried to form a shield within a shield. I was trying to meld and cancel this guy's power.
It took me a minute, but I did it. I then entered the old fashioned way. I cast a small hammer spell, and bashed the door open. I entered, closing the door behind me as well as I could.
The hair stood up all over my body! I heard chanting, and it conveyed power! I silently made my way towards the back of the house. I heard a voice chanting with magical backing, and I was sick. It was in old Latin, and he was calling upon a demon.
The scary thing was, he had a gate constructed, similar to the one which I had come through, so many years ago. What was even scarier, was something dark was forming in the middle of the gate, and it exuded pure Evil!
I cast the strongest sleep spell I could. The chanting stopped as most, but not all of the participants, collapsed where they were. Two people, one man and one woman were inside a 'circle of protection'.
Most of the power that was being generated stopped flowing when the people collapsed, but these two still worked to bring forth that... well, evil. I looked into the gateway, and shuddered. A dark robed and cowled figure stood within the gate, and looked out at us. I shuddered as I felt its regard.
It said something in a language I didn't know, and the man responded. He stepped behind the woman and shoved her into the gate. With a scream of pure terror she was caught by the figure and seemed to melt into it, her screams cut off abruptly.
The thing, figure, laughed and tried to step through the gate. Still something held it in place. I could not see it's face, but I could feel its anger. The man in the protective circle turned to face me, and shouted something.
A blast of force struck my cloak, and was scattered by one of the spells I had placed on it, when I thought I was going to fight Markus. Having already melded with his outer spell, I had a good idea of how to get through his protective shield.
I brought up my staff and blasted the ground at where the protective shield was drawn. The floor cracked, and as it did, so did my opponents shield. I sent a blast of raw energy his way, and it struck him knocking him off his feet.
I sent a tangler spell his way, knowing it would take him a moment or two to to defeat it. I sent a blast at the creature in the gate. It staggered back and I felt a feeling of surprise from it.
Maybe demons do exist after all I thought to myself as I sent a blast at the frame of the gate. It started to fade, and as it did, it looked at me. I still could not make out its features inside its cowl, but I heard it plainly.
"Why do you fight me? I can help you return to your home," It said seductively.
My opponent had defeated my t angler spell, and was back on his feet and announced his displeasure by sending a surge of power at my back which propelled me towards the gate.
The being inside the gate, though fading, held out its arms to me, preparing to catch me. I desperately threw raw power at the gate and it hit just before I did. The gate crackled and I was through it... and on the other side of it sliding on the floor.
I had destroyed the contact with whatever place that was, just in time. I rolled over and sent a flare of light at my counter part. I took a moment to get back to my feet as quickly as possible.
The rest of the people were out of it. It was now just myself, and the guy who had killed Phillip. I recognized his style and and snarled at him.
"Who are you?" he asked me.
"I am the man who is going to send you to hell," I said, snarling at him. I should know better than to let my emotions get the best of me.
I sent a heart attack spell at him which he countered easily. I then blasted raw power from my staff at him, and while he stumbled backward, he remained standing this time.
"Why are you fighting me? I have done nothing to you!" He shouted as I blasted him with a sonic screamer spell.
"You killed Phillip and stole his life's energy!" I shouted back at him, throwing a spell of confusion at him.
"He was your friend? I am sorry. I didn't know he knew one such as you. Can we work this out?" he asked, a bit out of breath.
"Your death is all that will satisfy me," I said grimly.
He threw some sort of spell that broke on my cloak. I cast another of my major spells at him. It was a spell of squeezing. As he grunted in effort, I walked towards him. He slowly brought his arms up, and broke my spell. Damn, he was good. I sent a shaft of blinding light at his eyes. He flinched, and back-pedaled.
As he did so, he threw a spell at me that I hadn't encountered before. I slowed, and froze in place for a moment. I concentrated, and broke the spell. I threw up a shield, as he tossed a ball spell of some sort at me. It was black, and writhed all over my shield before it faded. I shuddered.
He closed his eyes, and started chanting. I reached into the pocket of my cloak, and pulled out the gun I had taken from the desk of Vivian's kidnapper. I shot his heart. The expression on his face was one of incredulity.
"A gun," he said in astonishment, and died before he could fall.
I'll give him this. He had been good. Damned good. I took a deep cleansing breath, and almost choked on the feel of the air. It was dank, chill, and felt... Evil.
I put the gun away and did some cleansing spells. The air cleared, and the feeling of evil went away.
This left me with 7 naked women, and 6 naked men. I considered what to do with them. They were still being held by my sleep spell.
I didn't recognize anyone. I did know that they had done sex to build up energy for the gate spell. You can do a lot with the energy that sex creates, and this many people doing sex would have created a lot of energy. I settled for a massive, five-hour amnesia spell. They would never recall the last five hours. Of course they would wonder how they had arrived at the house, but as they were working with a killer, I wasn't too worried about that.
After that was done, I went out of the house, erasing as much evidence of my presence that I could. It wouldn't do for me to get arrested for murder. That would take a lot of work to counter.
Finally, I was satisfied. I got back into my car, and went back my motel. I felt a sense of accomplishment at having taken out Phillip's killer. It saddened me a bit, though. I lit up a cigarette, and pulled into the parking lot of my motel.
I let myself into my room, and cast a quick spell of protection. It would wake me if something happened. I was asleep almost as soon as my head hit the pillow.
This chapter edited by TeNderLoin