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Chapter One: New Assignment
"Hello?" I called when I entered. It was a vast white room. It was the first time I had been brought here. It was understated.
"Alyx?" a man in a robe said.
"That's me," I responded, "Who are you and why did you send for me?"
"I'm Gabriel," he answered, "And we need your help."
"I'm only half of what you are," I stated, "Why would you need my help?"
"We are forbidden from going down there," he answered, "You were born there and can."
"What do you need me to do?" I asked.
"We need you to help someone," he responded.
"Who?"
"Jacob Greymen," he said, "He's not like your other assignments. But we still need you to help him."
"He's a man," I replied, "How is he different than any of the others?"
"Let me show you," he said taking my hand. The images in the white room changed. We were in a girl's bedroom. I turned hearing the girl cry out in a foreign tongue. A priest was over her bed praying in Latin.
"This looks like an exorcism," I said. "Is he the priest?"
"Not the priest," Gabriel answered. I winced when I saw the possessed girl rip the throat out of the priest. I kept my eyes closed as I heard the door open and close.
"Look at the pretty man," the possessed girl said. "If you came to save your friend you're too late." I saw the man. He was tall with sandy blonde hair, I'd have to agree with the girl he was pretty. I chuckled to myself. Never thought I would agree with a demon's opinion of someone.
"I'm not here to save him," the man said. He had deep sad blue eyes.
"Then maybe you came to play with me?" she said.
"I didn't come to wallow with pigs either," he responded. The girl leapt from the bed and pinned him against the wall.
"Is that him?" I asked, "Should I help him? She's too strong for a mortal to defeat."
"That is Jacob," Gabriel answered, "I told you he's not like other men." I watched as Jacob pinned the girl to the ground and drove a wooden cross through her heart.
"He seems to handle himself well. Doesn't look like he needs my help," I said.
"But he does, child," Gabriel responded, "Just keep watching over Jacob. Don't show yourself for now."
"How do I do that?" I asked. "I'm not half of what you are. Once you release my hand they will see me."
"Wear this," he put a silver chain over my neck. A crystal heart hung down from the chain. "It will hide you as long as you wish it."
"Ok," I said. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Gabriel released my hand. When I opened my eyes, again I was no longer in the girl's bedroom. I was in a man's apartment.
Empty pizza boxes and beer bottles were on every surface. I jumped when I heard the door open. Jacob sauntered in. I smiled watching him walk. I gripped the crystal in my hand and prayed that he could not see me. I didn't know how to explain why I was here. He stopped just in front of me. He looked in my direction. He wasn't looking at me he was looking through me. I looked into the oceans of his eyes. I lost myself in them. I felt him looking at me but hoped he didn't see. I let out a breath when he turned and sat at his table.
"What are you doing, Jacob?" I asked knowing he couldn't hear me. I leaned over his shoulder and watched him draw in the face of a demon. I glanced around the room. The walls of his apartment were littered with more pictures like this. I looked at the massive drawing on the back wall. It was a sad lonely man sitting on a bench. "Is this how you feel? I feel that way too."
The sun started to rise and Jacob rose from his seat. I felt the wind from his body as he brushed past me. I barely made it out the door before he slammed it closed. I raced to catch up with him.
"Damn my short legs, if I'm going to watch over you Jacob please slow it down a little," I said. As though he cold hear me, he slowed his pace. I followed him up the steps of a Catholic Church.
"I'm here to see Cardinal White," Jacob said to the priests that guarded the door.
"He's in a meeting," one of the priests stuttered.
"Move!" Jacob shouted and pushed his way into the Cardinal's meeting.
"Excuse me," I said as I rushed past the priests.
"Things did not go well last night?" the Cardinal asked.
"Guess that depends on your point of view," Jacob and I said in unison. I saw him look in my direction. He shook his head and focused back on the Cardinal.
"Do the damned condemn their own?" one of the priests said as he marched out of the room.
"Asshole," I muttered. I sat down on the long table in the room and watched as Jacob and Cardinal White talked.
"Father Patrick?" the Cardinal asked.
"He's dead," Jacob answered.
"He was a good man," the Cardinal responded.
"He was a moron," Jacob said. I smiled at the statement.
"For trying to save an innocent girl?" the Cardinal asked.
"For not realizing she was not an innocent girl anymore," Jacob answered.
"What can you tell me about the girl?"
"She was strong, viciously strong," Jacob answered.
"Stronger than the others?' the Cardinal asked. Jacob nodded.
"You should have autopsies preformed on all of them to see if they were pregnant," Jacob said.
"Demon spawn?" I asked knowing no one would answer.
"It's one thing for lower demons to slip in and out," the Cardinal looked at Jacob, "Another for one of the rebel angels."
"And he will spread his seed like a plague," Jacob stated.
"It was bound to happen sooner or later," the Cardinal said.
"I was hoping for later," Jacob responded.
"Can you stop it?" the Cardinal asked.
"Better than the hired help," Jacob answered, "I'm going to catch a couple hours sleep. Something tells me I'm going to need it."
I followed Jacob out the door and back to his apartment. I smiled watching him open an empty pizza box. He downed the last sip from a bottle on the counter then made his way to the bed. I watched as his eyes drifted closed.
I felt her dark presence in the room before Jacob did. The succubus crept from the shadows. She wore a fitted dress that hugged every inch of her. I looked down at my tank top and jeans. I wasn't here for that anyway. I glared at the demon as she called out to him.
"Hello, Jacob," she said.
"What the hell are you?" Jacob responded.
"Whatever you want me to be," she stated and climbed on top of him.
"Why are you here?" he asked.
"Curiosity," she answered and straddled his lap.
"Didn't know your kind was curious," he stated. The succubus kissed his stomach and unbuttoned his shirt. She drug her hands seductively over his body.
I felt myself getting warm to the sight. I bit my lip. I took a step closer to him. What could I do to stop it?
"You resist my touch, though mortals melt and angels cringe," she leaned in and whispered, "Are you one of us?"
"I am nothing like you," Jacob pushed her away. She puts his hands on her body and leans back down over him.
"Really?" she pressed her lips to his. I cringed watching him kiss her back. "Deny it if you wish but it's your own dark nature that keeps me here." She pulled at his belt and unbuttoned his pants. "Or would you rather I leave."
I felt a since of relief when I heard a pounding on the door. The succubus was gone.
"I'm coming give me a minute," Jacob shouted at the door as he redid his pants. I cleared a spot on his counter and climbed up and watched him walk to the door.
"Jacob Greyman?" I heard a woman say from the door.
"You are quite the ladies' man there aren't you, Jacob," I chuckled.
"Who are you?" Jacob asked.
"I'm Sarah, Sister Sarah," she said, "the Cardinal sent me."
"You're a nun?" he asked. I shook my head at myself for being relieved that the woman that was visiting Jacob was a nun.
"Yes," Sarah responded.
"You don't look like a nun," he noted.
"It's hard to be incognito in a habit," she replied.
"Guess you're right," he stated, "Come in. What do you got for me?"
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"Cardinal White told you to tell me where the target's hiding," he responded.
"He sent me to help you find it," she stated.
I looked over the woman. She was a thin woman, dressed as she was going to church and not on a demon hunt. She was in over her head to say the least.
"He wants you to go with me?" Jacob asked.
"Uh huh," Sarah responded.
"And you know what we're looking for?" he asked.
"The Cardinal thought it best if you had someone with you immune to its temptations. A Moral compass," she answered.
"Or to stab me in the back if I turn," he stated.
"That's not what he meant," she said.
"He rarely says what he means. Look turned or not if I go down you'll go down with me. And it may not kill you quickly. You're willing to die for your beliefs like a good little Christian martyr? Question is are you willing to kill for them?" Jacob asked.
"I'll do what needs to be done," she answered.
"Ok, I'm going to shower and put on clean clothes. If you see a strange lady lurking around yell," he said. I followed him into the bathroom. I couldn't help myself.
"What are you Jacob?" I asked.
"I think you know what I am," Jacob answered.