Disclaimer: Victorious and all of its associated copyrights are not my property and I stake no claim to them.

A/N: I actually had this written just a few hours after I posted the previous chapter, but I felt like I was posting these too fast. If I am please let me know. Also, the title of this chapter is a reference to the Led Zeppelin song "Stairway to Heaven", all due credit to them, I just felt the title fit this chapter pretty well. Anyway, onto the story.

Jade's POV

We didn't bother seeing the new carving that night, we just went back to sleep. The next morning though, we did see it.

I NEVER LEFT

Perfect. Great. Fantastic. Just what I needed.

Tori held onto me, and my god, do you know how hard it is to hug someone who has wounds that span the entire length of their back? It's like, fucking impossible. I settled for an ass hug, which made Tori laugh a little bit. Making her laugh in a situation like this was amazing.

I told Tori to just rest on the couch while I made breakfast. All was normal, except for the fact quite a few things I knew for a fact I bought, and neither of us used, were missing. A mere fraction of a second after I noticed that, Tori cried out in pain, again. Son of a bitch.

I ran over to Tori, who was holding her left thigh, and wouldn't you know it, 3 perfectly parallel scratch marks marred her once perfect skin.

She cried into my shirt as I held her. "I'm tired, Jade, I'm tired of this, I just want to sleep." I nodded and helped her get the scratches cleaned up before she got in bed.

"Do you want me to stay?" I asked her. "No, it's okay." I gave her a kiss before leaving the room, making sure Spark was in there with her. He always makes her feel better.

As I walked back out into the living room, I started to feel very tired as well. It seemed odd; I wasn't tired at all just a minute ago. Suddenly a thought struck me.

There's Belphegor, prince of sloth. His job is to break down the resolve of the residents of the house, sap their energy and use it for himself.

What Paula had told us about the four princes of hell, it was true. I tried to remember the others.

Lucifer, the demon of pride. He usually manipulates men into convincing their wives not to call exorcists or priests to cleanse the house.

Well, already bypassed that fucker once.

Mammon would possess the realtor into lying to potential buyers of the house to not scare them off.

Realtor lied to us; check.

Asmodeus, prince of lust. One could argue he's the most important, as he manipulates residents into producing more offspring, thus more potential candidates for the ghostly army.

Or two girls for his own amusement…

I went through the list of to-do's and not-to-do's.

First of all, don't give into the drowsiness; you can't lose what energy you have. Don't let Tori convince you to not call an exorcist, because you're going to. Last and most importantly, protect Tori to the best of your ability.

So of course my first call while Tori was asleep was to the church, again. I explained the situation, and how they've gotten physical, violent. They told me, due to the documented history of my home, and what the priest personally experienced, accompanied by the fact my girlfriend was being harmed by the spirits/demons, they approved an exorcism of Tori first, then an attempt at the house.

I quietly snuck into our room to grab some clothes, and got busy prepping the house for… I don't even know what. They said the priest would be there at noon, it was 9 at the moment. I decided to just watch TV to pass the time.

I sat down on the couch and tried to put my foot up, completely forgetting there wasn't a coffee table there, and my boot about breaking through the floor upon impact. Shit.

I was frustrated, and felt alone. I smiled a little when Lennon came trotting up to me, rubbing his head against my leg affectionately. He jumped up on the couch, settling down to be my pillow, as is our usual protocol. I fell asleep, not being tired, just comfortable.

Tori's POV

I woke up after a nice nap I didn't even understand why I needed. I slowly got up, painfully as well, mind you. Walking out into the living room I found Lennon and Jade being softies again. Lennon licked the side of my face as I went to kiss Jade, effectively waking her up.

"Whaa…" She said sleepily.

"What have I told you about boots on the couch?" I asked with mock anger.

"Something I probably didn't listen to," she retorts.

I smiled, that's my Jade.

I suddenly remembered she probably hasn't had her coffee this morning, so I set to work getting her some. She sighed in contentment when I handed her her soul fuel.

"How are you feeling?" she asked after a while of silence.

"Decent. If you mean the scratches, my back doesn't hurt much anymore, but my leg does. If you meant emotionally or mentally, I'm still pretty tired." I really couldn't understand why I was so tired, it was strange.

"If I tell you something will you promise to not freak out a lot?" Jade asked hesitantly.

I had a sinking feeling, "I guess…"

"After I left you in the bedroom for your nap, I was suddenly really tired myself, and couldn't understand why. Then I remembered all the stuff Paula said, about the Seven Princes of Hell. And it all makes sense now." She told me all about what each of them did and how they've affected me so far. I was terrified.

"There's one more thing," she said. "I called the church again. They're going to be doing an exorcism of you and the house around noon."

"Of me?!" Why the hell would I need one?

"The demons have attached themselves to you, you're their target, we need to get you away from them, permanently." Jade said, I've never seen her looking so serious.

Jade's POV

Tori went to the bedroom to put some presentable clothes on and knowing her it would take half an hour. It was 11:30, they would be here soon.

I figured leaving the dogs outside would be our best bet, and safest for them.

Almost perfectly on time, two priests arrived at our house. They seemed to be very uncomfortable; I'm assuming they sensed the negative energy that was heavily present in the house. They introduced themselves nonetheless. "Hello, I'm Father John, I believe we've already met. Jade, correct?" I nodded in confirmation as the other priest stepped forward, "I'm Father Edward, pleased to meet you,"

Just then Tori walked out from the bedroom, seeming a little startled at the men that were suddenly in our house. "Tori, this is Father John and Father Edward."

Ever the friendly type, Tori was eager to meet them. "Hi, I'm Tori." "Hello Tori, I understand you were the one who is being harmed by these…entities?" Father Edward asked.

She nodded and turned around as I lifted up her shirt, exposing the 13 inch long scratch marks on her back, we measured this morning.

"I see, you also mentioned some carvings on the walls? A strange room as well?" Father John had already been upstairs to see the ones up there, and we were too uncomfortable to go to the second floor, so he showed Father Edward on his own.

"Do you think this is going to work?" Tori asked me quietly. I honestly didn't know.

"Maybe." I didn't want her to give up already.

A few minutes later they came back downstairs, looking a little unnerved. "You were right to not go up there." Father Edward muttered.

We showed them the scratches on the wall in the living room, "The lust one, was done when we assume the demon Asmodeus was manipulating our emotions. The second was right after something touched Tori in bed. Assuming it was meaning the entity never left after the first cleansing." I told them.

"Alright, well we best get started then." Father John said. He told us to get a chair, and restrain Tori somehow. I was very uncomfortable doing that, but I also didn't want her in the clutches of demons. I let them tie her hands and legs to the chair as I helplessly watched. And man did that suck.

Tori looked at me for a moment, and the look of fear in her eyes almost made me punch a hole through the wall in frustration.

The priests began the exorcism and it was just downright scary. Tori started speaking some language I didn't know. At first I thought it was just Spanish, but then I realized it was Latin. She doesn't even know Latin!

"Tell us your names!" Father John shouted.

Tori, in a voice that definitely was not hers, said, "Asmodeus." Another spoke up, "Lucifer." They continued, "Mammon." I knew there was only one more, "Belphegor."

But Tori continued shouting, "Minions! To me!" We were confused as to what she meant, until that black mist manifested in front of our eyes, and headed straight for me.

It took control of my body, making me charge to Father John. I took a hold of him by the collar, actually lifting him off the ground, but these actions weren't mine, my body wasn't mine anymore.

Then I felt something strike my head with great force, and everything went black.

General POV

As Jade lay unconscious, Father John stumbled back to his feet, nodding his thanks to Father Edward as they watched the mist leave Jade's body and disappear upstairs.

"Cowards!" They had somehow totally forgotten Tori was there until she, or they spoke up.

"Let us continue," Father John spoke in a somber tone of voice.

They repeated the Lord's Prayer over and over, as well as prayers to expel demons, and splashing Tori with holy water. Tori was screaming and straining desperately against the restraints, but she was still under the influence of the demons, they needed to go.

"In the name of the Father, The Son, and The Holy Ghost I command you to leave this woman and never return!" Father Edward shouted with a tone of confidence.

Just as Jade started to come to, Tori stopped struggling, just relaxing in the chair, completely spent.

The priests untied Tori and she hugged Jade, not even caring when Jade hugged back and irritated the scratches on her back. Crying tears of happiness, they just held each other.

"How do you feel, Tori?" Father John asked.

Tori pulled away from her hug with Jade and smiled, "Free."

A/N: How about that? No cliffhangers this time. This isn't quite over, I have a few chapters planned to wrap this up. Hope you enjoyed and let me know what you thought.