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Chapter 40
"Who are you." Asked Jonathan, clearly shaken up.
"Who I am is not important." Said a faint voice in the distance.
"What are you doing here?" Jonathan began to feel the sweat forming on his forehead.
"That would be rather obvious. I'm haunting you."
Jonathan stepped against the wall and wiped the sweat from his face.
"What do you want from me?"
"There is something here. Something Angelus has taken from a sacred place. He means to do harm with it. What do you know of the spear?"
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Oh I think you do. What's more I think you were looking up something about it this very evening, and you also found out some very interesting things as well. Why else would you have been so happy." There was a mist forming, yet Jonathan still could not make out the form very well, "If you don't cooperate with me, I'll make sure that the next thing to burst into flames in this room is you." The mist moved closer to Jonathan. "I can do that you know."
Jonathan gasped. The voice seemed soothing, yet menacing all in one, and he had no doubt it could do what it had threatened.
"Please, if Angelus knew I was talking to anyone about this he .he would kill me."
"Yes he does have a nasty temper. He is most probably going to kill you for some minor infraction on your part anyway. You know that don't you?"
"What? He wouldn't, he needs me." Said Jonathan defiantly.
"Needs you for what exactly? You're not much of a sorcerer. You have the strength of a tick, and don't for one minute think you're the only one that, well lets say, scratches him when he has an itch. You're convenient. A warm little body that he can do what he pleases with. And you let him because you think he desires you. Silly little boy. The only thing he desires is to cause pain." It stood silent now, with its hands crossed in front. "You have an opportunity here."
"For what?"
"To redeem yourself. If you keep walking down this path it will most likely lead you straight to hell. Let me help you."
Deep down in his heart Jonathan knew it was true. He had been blinded by Angelus' promises that he would be taken care of. He had noticed a radical change in him. He had always been cruel yet as the days passed he had become worse. His lust for power had taken bits and pieces of his soul, until soon there would be only a monster. He looked at the pale white mist in front of him now slowly beginning to take fore.
"All right. I'll tell you what I know."
"You won't regret this. I promise." Andrew smiled.
Chapter 40
"Who are you." Asked Jonathan, clearly shaken up.
"Who I am is not important." Said a faint voice in the distance.
"What are you doing here?" Jonathan began to feel the sweat forming on his forehead.
"That would be rather obvious. I'm haunting you."
Jonathan stepped against the wall and wiped the sweat from his face.
"What do you want from me?"
"There is something here. Something Angelus has taken from a sacred place. He means to do harm with it. What do you know of the spear?"
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Oh I think you do. What's more I think you were looking up something about it this very evening, and you also found out some very interesting things as well. Why else would you have been so happy." There was a mist forming, yet Jonathan still could not make out the form very well, "If you don't cooperate with me, I'll make sure that the next thing to burst into flames in this room is you." The mist moved closer to Jonathan. "I can do that you know."
Jonathan gasped. The voice seemed soothing, yet menacing all in one, and he had no doubt it could do what it had threatened.
"Please, if Angelus knew I was talking to anyone about this he .he would kill me."
"Yes he does have a nasty temper. He is most probably going to kill you for some minor infraction on your part anyway. You know that don't you?"
"What? He wouldn't, he needs me." Said Jonathan defiantly.
"Needs you for what exactly? You're not much of a sorcerer. You have the strength of a tick, and don't for one minute think you're the only one that, well lets say, scratches him when he has an itch. You're convenient. A warm little body that he can do what he pleases with. And you let him because you think he desires you. Silly little boy. The only thing he desires is to cause pain." It stood silent now, with its hands crossed in front. "You have an opportunity here."
"For what?"
"To redeem yourself. If you keep walking down this path it will most likely lead you straight to hell. Let me help you."
Deep down in his heart Jonathan knew it was true. He had been blinded by Angelus' promises that he would be taken care of. He had noticed a radical change in him. He had always been cruel yet as the days passed he had become worse. His lust for power had taken bits and pieces of his soul, until soon there would be only a monster. He looked at the pale white mist in front of him now slowly beginning to take fore.
"All right. I'll tell you what I know."
"You won't regret this. I promise." Andrew smiled.