Prequel #1 Jamies Story
It was a hot and sweaty afternoon. Quiet, peaceful, in the middle of the desertous plateau. The Walsh family were out on a mission..An exorcist mission! They had been asked by the Vatican to exorcise a particularly troublesome demon, a high class rot demon, that had been terrorizing the streets of North Melbourne for weeks. It had been exploding sewers and had possesed the rotting carcus of a girellaphippo. Yvonne and Michael stood together, theri speciality was exorcism involving kin of rot, Astaroth. Yvonne, an Aria put her hands together and closed her eyes, she chanted the holy words at the top of her slightly asthmatic lungs and shouted "The lord thy god has spoken, and on this day there shall be.." Michael looked at her in exasperation, he sighed, he knew she was speaking in the tongue of all four gospels, combining chapters from Matthew, Mark, Luke and John. He drew his sword and charged. As Michael swung down on the Girellaphippo he noticed the gleam in the corner of his vision. He turned at the last moment and saw a young boy running toward his mother. The boy tripped and hit his nose on the pavement bruising it and increasing its already abnormal size by a magnificent amount. Michael gaped as he realised the young boy, was his young boy. 'Jamie!' He shouted 'Get out of here!'. He lost his concentration and fell onto the demon. The Girellaphippo swung its tusks high into the air propelling Michael in the opposite direction of his weeping young boy. Yvonne heard his cry and jolted, she faltred in her recitement and ran toward Jamie. The Girellaphippo turned and focused its senses on sniffing out the two people. Although blinded, the Girellaphippo had a great sense of direction and smell. It turned toward Yvonne and charged. She doused Jamie with a holy water hand grenade and sprinted of with the young boy in her arms. She was being tripped up by Jamies kicking and screaming "We need to go back for Daddy!" Yvonne knew it was useless as the demon had all most certainly impaled her husband and left him for dead. There was no hope for her husband but to comfort her son she replied, "Its alright honey, your father and I will be safe" She then sprinted for a small shed sourounded by symbols and talismans in the middle of the vast desert land they were on. She pulled out a comlex key that seemed to keep changing shape and shoved it into the small lock on the shed door. Yvonne struggled to get in properly, but when she did, the door glowed a light green. She opened it and shoved Jamie inside. Yvonne pulled out the key and threw it after Jamie, she tried to shut the door with a look of sadnes and yearning on her face. Then turned to face the magnificent beast that was in front of her face. It snorted showering her with tiny spores of moss as the door slammed in her childs face. She prayed to God one last time for hope "My lord, Help my son"
It had been 10 years since the incident and Jamie had moved on. He still wondered and wished that prehaps his parents had prehaps somehow, mircaculusly survived but he knew that it was practically inposible. Girellaphippos are one of the stronger demons and incredibly agressive and strong. When he was younger his dreams had been haunted by Girellapippos and he would often wake screaming with damp sheets. However it was on days like this, his first day of exorcist school and boarding school that he was glad to have exorcist parents. He was taken in by his uncle in the early years of his life. His uncle, also being an exorcist, a dragoon to be precise had guided Jamie in his early training and given him experience with the lowest level demons. Jamie all ready knew a lot about demons and he hoped he might have a bit of an advantage when it came to classes. However when he walked into his first class he realised he didn't have a bit of an advantage but a lot. He laughed to himself a he looked around... two people at the front. A girl with short straight reddish black hair and glasses and a guy, most probably Indian or Sri Lankan, judging by his skin. They were laughing as if this whole thing was a joke. They obviously knew each other well. Behind them and a far bit back were two girls. One with dirty blonde hair and glasses, she looked straight down at her work book glancing up every so second to look at her friend, an asian girl with average length black hair that would not stop talking, she had a familair already. A young greenman, if he had identified it corectly. This troubled Jamie, what if these guys, like the idiots at the front are experience and he was behind. At the total back was a beatiful striking girl that Jamie thought looked good straight away. She was average looking by the naked eye, but Jamies eye wasnt naked, it was coated in tears. She was attractive in Jamies perspective, with long sleek black hair and features resembling that of a mouse. Big brown eyes hidden behind quite large glasses. Jamie turned to the front and saw the Sri Lankan bloke doing some sort of stupid dance or joke, the girl was laughing. She responded with her own rediculous face. He hated idiots like that, ones that didnt take class seriously. Jamie finally took a seat at the back corner next to a fairly large boy with messy brown hair. He looked up and smiled looking a bit surprised, he seemed nice. Jamie sat down and looked around. The classroom was messy, books everywhere, smashed glass, everything. He wiped his hand on his desk and a cloud of dust floated into the air. Jamie chatted to the large guy for a while, his name was Likey or something, not of Jamies interest, but he likes to be social. It didn't seem like he knew much about demons all ready so there wasnt anything to learn from him. The door slammed open and unusually dressed clown like person walked- no pranced in. He announced himself in an old fashioned way, at least a century behind modern times. "Hello first years of True Cross Academy Victoria!" The man jumped on the last syllable and clapped his hands. 'You are the first class ever for this school! I suppose you could describe this class as rats in a experement!' He winks overdramatically and whisks of his hat spreadings his hands widely in a gesture of applause. The man waits a bit than puts his hand on his hips and pouts. "Well then, very rude I must say! Its alright, you are only pages." He looks around again with his hands spread and gets no reaction "I expect, an applause?" The class perks and begin slowly slapping their hands together. "Now! Now! I must say. That is not clapping. Ugh! I must teach you how to clap. First of the theory, then the practical" Just at that moment the door is slammed open and a tall girl with blonde hair pulling it's self out of a rushed ponytail runs in panting "Oh my god! I'm so sorry I'm late! What room is this?" she asks the man as she sits down at the back next the that pretty girl Jamie noticed before and the man introduc es himself "Egh-Hum! I am Sir Mephisto Pheles, leader of the; Japanes, Victorian, Swedish and Brazilian branches of True Cross Academy, I am a Senior Upper Class exorcist and will be teaching you the art of clapping!" "Sir Pheles!" an man with a deep voice and shaded sunglasses walked into the room and introduced himself. " Im sorry im late, my name is Onyx Rockfell and I will teach you guys how to Tame Demons, you may refer to me as Onyx, no need for professional Mr. Rockfell" Jamie looked up and saw a small indent in the worn out ceiling, there was a loud screech before the roof collapsed in on them.
End Chapter 1