Warning attempted rape and attempted suicide in this chapter.
The demon took a few seconds to examine the details of the body he had taken possession of.
"Hmm...Not my ideal physique." He remarked at Alastor's build. "Much too skinny. Could use some meat on the bones."
He took a peek at what was in Alastor's pants.
"But an impressive package."
He glanced over at Charlie who was once again trying to contact Carrie through the television. The demon began to ogle her body, taking note of her soft looking skin and exciting figure. It had been a long time since he felt the pleasure of a human woman and he thought that he might as well indulge himself while he had the opportunity. True he had been instructed not to do such things, only to grab her and go, but what was the harm in having a little fun first? And how would the boss know anyway?
"Are you feeling better Alastor?" Charlie asked when he stepped inside of the house.
"Oh yes." He answered. "I'm feeling much better."
He was smiling but there was something about his smile that seemed very unsettling. Now she had seen him give creepy smiles before but not in this manner. Not in a way that made her feel like she had just been exposed to some dirty pervert.
"Are you sure you're feeling alright?" She asked unsure.
"Never better."
"Well if you say so." She said. "Wait here with Aaron, I'm going to check on something."
She went upstairs and once she was out of sight, he turned to look at Aaron.
"Son why don't you give your mother and I some privacy?"
"But Dad you said that I couldn't be left alone for any reason." He answered. "You wouldn't even let me go to the bathroom alone."
"Yes but it turns out I need to discuss something with your mother. Something that I don't want you to hear. Now run along."
"I don't know. Maybe we should see what Mom thinks about this."
"It doesn't matter what your mother thinks. I am your father and I'm telling you to go in another room. Now do as I say like a good little boy."
But Aaron sensed that something was wrong. Extremely wrong. He knew that he must always respect his father but at this moment he felt that it would be bad idea to obey the order given to him.
"Dad I...I don't want to be alone right now. I'm scared."
"I don't care if you're scared!" He grabbed him roughly by the arm. "I don't care if you're so scared that you piss yourself! I told you to leave us alone!"
"Dad you're hurting me!"
"And I'll keep hurting you if you keep questioning me! Now get out of here before I twist off this puny arm of yours!"
Aaron looked up into the man's eyes and saw a completely different man behind them. One who was cruel, vile, and abusive. One who had no capacity for love or empathy. One who wasn't Alastor.
"Wait a second, you're not my father!" He deduced angrily.
"Pretty smart for a mortal brat." The demon chuckled.
"Who are you?! And what have you done with my dad?!"
"Nothing really. Just temporarily possessing him."
"You get out of there! Leave my dad alone!"
"All in good time. I'll be out of both your hairs once I retrieve your charming mother for an associate of mine."
"Don't you touch my mom, you creep!"
"Alastor? Aaron? Is everything okay?" Charlie called.
"Mom! Run! Dad's been-"
But the demon possessed man quickly covered Aaron's mouth, forced him into a medium sized pantry, and trapped him inside by bending a crow bar through the handles.
"Let me out!" Aaron demanded as he fought to get the doors open. "If you hurt my mother I swear to God-"
But the demon merely ignored the boy's threat and went upstairs to seek out Charlie. She was in the master bedroom looking over one of her father's journal entries. Since Vaggie, Angel, and Husk's departure she had taken it upon herself to look into her father's old things and see if anything from his past could aid them in getting Carrie back. But so far she couldn't find any information useful to the situation at hand.
She looked up from the journal when a his shadow fell over her. The shadow of the man she believed was her husband but if it was really him, then why did she suddenly feel anxious and afraid? She had never felt either emotions in his presence before. Til now she had only comfort, security, and love with him. There was no person in all the world that she felt more safe and comfortable with. Nothing about him should have ever put her at unease.
"Alastor where's Aaron?" She asked when she saw that their son wasn't with him.
"Downstairs." He answered.
"Alone?"
"There's no one else here besides us three is there?"
"Alastor why did you do that? We agreed that he should never be left alone."
"A few minutes by himself won't kill him."
"We left Carrie only for a few seconds and then she was gone!"
She stood up from the bed and moved to get to her son but the man at the doorway stopped her. He then came up behind her and began to rub her neck.
"That feel good?" He asked her.
"Alastor what do you think you're doing?"
"You just seem a little tense to me." He worked his hands lower down her back.
"Ha, ha, very funny." She thought it was a joke. "Now's not the time for teasing dear."
She tried to pull away gently. He gently held her in place.
"Who's teasing?" His voice was getting husky.
He kissed her on the neck and brought his hands around the front of her chest. Charlie twisted away.
"Are you serious? You want us to have sex now?"
"If not now, when?"
"How about when we have our daughter back and we're certain that our children are safe from all this demon terror? We get can't get intimate when they need us."
"I have needs too you know."
There was a certain lustful tone in his voice. One that she had never heard before and she didn't like it. She didn't like it one bit.
"You're not just a mother." He continued. "You're a wife. You're my wife. There are other means of using you besides to pacify the brats."
"Using me? Brats?"
Since when did he use phrases like that in regards to her and their children? For that matter, since when was he so ravenous for her body? So ravenous that he would want her right in the middle of a crisis?
"What is the matter with you?" She asked him.
"Is it wrong for a husband to want to enjoy his wife?"
"It is if that means more to you than the safety and well-being of our children. Now I'm done talking about this. We need to be with Aaron right now. What if he's taken from us like Carrie was?"
"He won't be."
"How do you know that?"
"Because he's not the one he wants."
His voice had turned cold and hurtful while his smile turned more vindictive. It made Charlie tremble for a moment, but she willed herself to stand firm.
"What are you talking about?" She asked.
"He told me specifically that he only wants the little girl and you. He could careless for the boy though he did insist that he be left unharmed."
"He who? Alastor you're scaring me."
"What's there to be scared of? I only want to pleasure you!"
That's when he seized hold of her arm and threw her on to the bed. Before she had time to react, he pinned her down and proceeded to grope her breast. It made her feel physically sick, she struggled and tried to push him off her but she lacked the strength to do so.
"Alastor stop it!" She cried. "Why are you doing this?! What's wrong?! Tell me! I can help you!"
"How sweet! You almost sound sincerely concerned for me!"
"I am!"
"Oh come off it Charlie! We both know you never really cared for me! You just felt sorry for me! Or you were just afraid of me! There were never any real feelings of tenderness! I bet before all this happened you were just waiting for the right moment to take the kids and run! Right?!"
"No! That's not true! You know it's not!"
"Oh? Prove it then!" He started run his tongue down her neck. "Prove it right now by letting me have you when I want you!"
Charlie burst into tears. He was going to force her to have sex with him. He was actually going to hold her down, tear her dress, beat her, and force himself inside of her just like those awful boys tried to do to her years ago. But what made this all the more terrifying was that this was going to be done to her by the man she loved most in the world. The man she loved was going to do the most horrible thing imaginable to her. Something that very few men were forgiven for.
And yet she still loved him.
"Alastor please!" She pleaded tearfully.
"Oh yes keep begging!" He hissed lecherously. "That'll really turn me on!"
He buried his face deeper into her neck, his ear was now positioned next to her lips, allowing him to hear her weep three little words:
"I love you."
Now her words meant nothing to the demon. He heard them but they had no effect on him. Matters of the heart never did effect those like him. However he wasn't the only who heard those words. The soul of the man who's body this demon possessed heard them as well and it woke him from his depression. Woke him to where he could look through his own eyes again and gaze upon the face of the woman he loved more than life itself.
"I love you." She repeated as she gazed into his eyes. "Don't you know that? Don't you know that I love you more than anything in this world? I love you, believe me I love you. And no matter what you've done, I'll always love you."
He stopped cold. His face turned pale, his body began to shake, his lust filled eyes became gentle. He released his tight hold on her then moved to cradle her in his arms, close to his heart.
"Don't cry." He rasped, using his fingers to gently wipe away her tears. "Don't cry Charlie. You know I hate it when you cry. You know how much it hurts me to see you cry."
He cried tears of remorse and shame for what he had almost let this demon do to her. How could he let his false words get to him? How could he doubt Charlie's love for even a second? There was never any pity or fear between them. All she had ever felt for him was love.
"Charlie, I'm so sorry." He cooed against her cheek. "Oh my sweetheart, I love you so much."
This was the man she knew and loved. The one who was always so gentle with her. The one who was so in love with her that he would do anything for her. He heard her voice, he felt her love, and that's what made him come back to her.
But the demon wasn't ready to relinquish his control just yet.
"Oh God, leave me alone!" He choked out when he felt the evil force trying to takeover again.
"Alastor what is it?" Charlie asked. "What's happening to you?"
He was convulsing violently. He pushed her away, fear on his face. Fear and desperation. He couldn't lose his will to the demon again. If he did then he would hurt Charlie and Alastor couldn't allow that.
He willed himself on to the floor and pulled a lock box out from under the bed. He put in the combination and the box opened to reveal a loaded revolver inside. He grabbed the revolver, took the safety off, and aimed the gun to his head.
"Alastor no!" Charlie screamed.
"What are you doing?!" The demon asked with a hint of fear in his tone.
"Getting rid of you!" Alastor replied. "You can't posses a dead body, can you?"
"But you'll kill us both!"
"Charlie is my only reason for living!"
"You'll be eternally damned!"
"I'll burn in Hell before I ever let anyone hurt my family! If keeping them safe means eternal damnation than the devil can take me now!"
He moved to pull the trigger. But suddenly he dropped the gun. He gagged and jolted over as if he was going to vomit. His mouth opened and a gelatinous, moth like thing started slithering out. Charlie screamed, Alastor collapsed once it finally left his body. His wife knelt beside him and tried to revive him.
"Alastor! Alastor wake up! Wake up please!"
The thing he puked up was squirming and writhing like a worm. Then it started to grow and grow and grow until it took on the form of a decaying, flesh rotting atrocity with the most dreadful eyes. The demon sneered at Charlie who had her arms protectively around her husband.
"Don't come near him!" She said.
But he didn't want her husband. He wanted her. In that instance, he quickly made ready to grab her and drag her back to where he came form.
"Oh no you don't! Stay away from my mom and dad!"
His attempt at abduction was interrupted by the presence of Aaron. Interesting fact about that pantry, Alastor had been working on it for sometime because a few of the nails had been coming undone. The last time he fixed it he had left the hammer behind which Aaron used to break the pantry doors down. Once free he remembered a little trick his grandfather taught him about demons and how to deal with them. A trick that he was ready to try out now.
"Aaron run!" Charlie urged him.
"I'm warning you!" Aaron held a container of salt in his hand. "Leave us alone or else!"
"Or else what? You'll season me?" The demon cackled.
"Does the phrase 'blessed salt' mean anything to you?"
"Yes but that only works if the salt is used by an official exorcist."
"Or a direct descendant of one!"
He poured a little salt into his hand and flung it at the demon. It burned his skin like chemical acid and while he was distracted by the pain, Aaron proceeded to pour the salt into a circle that surrounded the evil being.
"Our Father which art in heaven, Hallowed be thy name." He recited. "Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done in earth, as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our debts, as we forgive our debtors. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil: For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, for ever. Amen!"
The demon writhed in the circle and let out the most horrible screech. The floor shook and they all watched the unholy creature disintegrate into slime and ash.