Demon Cry
[Prologue] (Demons walk amoung us)
In the year 1686, New York, four illuminates (People claiming to possess special enlightenment or knowledge of something) performed a demonic ritual on an 19 year old teen named Vincent Frost upon a creek at night. The ritual was performed so that a demon can pass through the gates of hell into a body of a pure saint. The illuminates were also Satanist as well and will do anything to see demons take over the world and get rid of all the corrupt it has. As it turns out while the illuminates preformed the ritual a small portal opened at the waterfall and a demon managed to escape out of there without anyone even seeing what the demon looks like except for Vincent. All the illuminates could do was hear the demon howl and feel a strange presence near them.
"The demon finally awakes us with its presence my brothers time to bow and show our cooperation!" the illuminati leader shouted. The group suddenly bowed and praised "all hail Satan; all hail Satan!" Vincent was frightened for his life as the demon approached him. "Let me go please I'll do anything you guys want, please it's coming," Vincent begged. "It's too late for begging squirt now the day of reckoning begins," one of the illuminates replied. As soon as he finished his speech the demon turned into a savage and ran toward the leader in less than a second. Without hesitation, he tore half his neck, opened its shark teeth, ripped open his chest and feed inside his body. Blood was gushing everywhere around him. The other illuminates, and Vincent trembled in fear and confusion. They didn't know where the demon was coming from until it was too late. "What the hell are you doing, you are supposed to be taking control of this host. Why are you turning against us we summoned you here don't you have the decency to embrace that?" the other illuminati asked. "We are out of here let's go!" the last illuminati said as him, and the other one was about run through the forest.
After the demon devoured the leader's soul, he glared toward the one talking to it and headed toward him. He saw a glimpse of the demon because of the blood coving it, but it was too late. As the demon pierced through his chest, with its arm and took out his heart, the two remaining illuminates ran through the forest without looking back, but they couldn't match the speed that this demon possessed. Vincent tried to escape this rectangular stool by biting the ropes tied against both my wrist, but he suddenly stopped as the demon look at him with a grin and said with its demonic voice "Don't move I'll be right back." It ran soon for the other 2 remaining illuminates. When it left Vincent tried to escape before the demon came back. "Is it following us?" the illuminati asked as they were running. "How the hell should I know we can't even see the damn thing," the other illuminati replied.
As the demon was a couple of meters behind them, it leaped on top of the trees following them above. "I'm running out of breath I'm going to rest behind this tree over there," one of them said about to sit on the tree. "Do whatever you like I'm out of here," the other one said running away. So you're just going to leave me here to die?" he said sitting on the ground. "Someone has to tell this tale or else no one will know what really happened," the other illuminati said to himself. The demon then stopped on the tree the tired illuminati was leaning by with saliva dripping from its mouth. "What the heck is on me? Is this saliva? Ah is burning like acid! You got to be kidding me?" he said looking up. As the demon saw him looked up it crawled down the tree, ripped his head off and mauled on his insides. "Looks like I'm the last alive better find a way out of here quickly," the last member said as he stopped to look around. He then heard branches cracking and started running again. When he saw a town a few meters from him, he tripped over a rock and slowly got up. The demon approached him as he looked up, and he trembled in fear. "Damn you a fast one. We just wanted you to take control of our host then brig the rest of you guys from hell, but instead you kill all of us," he explained. The demon then spoke in a language not from the earth. "What I don't understand?" he asked trembling.
"You humans are very incompetent, and you think you know everything about us but you don't. You know nothing of what we do or how we do it. You think I was going to take control of the kid and summon my allies? You are sadly mistaken. Our code of conduct reads that if a human were to summon one of us should be sacrificed to our lord Satan if you the summoner was to show fear, then take control of the host body forever until I die and then search for the key every ten years to open the gates of hell and then bring hell to earth. Now as a token of my gratitude I shall give you the gift of death, now your soul is mine," the demon said as the last member screamed for his life. Vincent heard the noise as he escaped from the stool. The demon twisted the member's neck and was feeding on his neck. "Fear is what make us demon strong with power and senses. Without fear, we will be become weak like the humans and will no longer control themselves. Looks like my human body is escaping better go get before he's out of my reach," the demon said.
"Ugh I have to find a way out of here," Vincent said about to run to the forest. The demon then approached him from the entrance of the forest. Vincent stood like a statue as the demon glared at him about to speak. "Who are you? Why am I the only one that can see you? Please don't kill me. I'm just a saint," Vincent begged. "Your fear is so heart pounding it makes me want to eat your soul, but I can't. The seal you have implanted on your arm allows you to see me, now my name is Vilcili, and I'm here to take your body and soul. If you choose to resist you will experience intense fear and torture but if cooperate you will have half your soul and control your body if I so desire. What's it going to be?" Vilcili asked. Vincent put himself back in the stool and laid his body flat. "So I will have half of my life?" Vincent asked." "You will be a full demon, have eternal life, will recruit more of us, and will have a power you never felt before. Now transfer!" Vilcili shouted. "Wait I'm just…." Vincent paused as the demon transferred into Vincent's body. A few seconds later Vincent's body was bending all sorts of ways. He then got off the stool with his eyes turned fully black and then his jaw opened and roared. He smiled soon after and left.
Another illuminati hid in the bushes seeing and hearing most of the things that were happening. He went back to town soon after with relief knowing the demon never spotted him and later published his story on his past event. "No one really knows what really happened after that day except for the person who wrote this book, Demons walk among us. Rumor has it Vincent is still alive and walks among us. He comes and goes every decade from that year. Where there you go son the story of demonic transfer," my father informed me tucking me in my bed. "Is it really true, is there really demons walking among us?" I asked. "Believe it or not it might just come to get you," my father said attempting to scare me. The year was 1976 in New York City when I was 7 years old. Six weeks later my dad disappeared.