Part 8
The black candles burst into flame. The chanting began. The strange language echoed in the stone chamber. He stood, watching the ritual, a satisfied smirk on his face. Why had he not thought of this before?
He had just been so thrown b the cruel fate bestowed on his beloved Cynthia, so angry that he hadn't been able to think straight. The bitch really thought she could skip town and not tell him? ^We'll see about that^ he thought.
Phyre and Elias should be there in Sunnydale by now. She would have arrived there too.
He was distracted from his thoughts by a brilliant green light coming from the witch's hands. The light seemed to move to form a column shooting up and down from the centre of the pentagram drawn in white chalk on the floor.
The green light flared to an unbearable brightness. When it cleared three figures stood there.
Tall creatures with bright neon blue skin. The female at the front appeared to be the leader. Raven hair cascaded down her back, reaching almost to her ankles. Her ears were elongated, pointed at the tops, the lobes flaring out. She wore a gold circlet on her head, a single large ruby glistening in the centre. Her clothing consisted of a silver brazier and a long copper skirt. Her blue waist was left exposed, showing a number of runic tattoos. The two males behind her had the same blue skin and black hair, but were covered in maroon robes.
"You summoned us?" the female leader asked with a smirk.
This was not exactly what he had been expecting, but nodded anyway. "Yes, I need -"
The female waved a ring laden hand dismissively. Her nails were the colour of tarnished gold, almost as sharp as claws. "Yes, yes, yes, we know that." She snapped her fingers.
The brilliant green light appeared again and another of the blue demons was there when it cleared between the robed males. She hung suspended in mid air. Unlike the others, her hair was white as snow. She wore a gold dress, sleeveless, tied under the bust with a chain of diamonds.
The leader demon snapped her fingers again. The girl's eyes flew open. She opened her mouth and a wave of fire burst out. She fell to the floor looking around in a panic. Then she ran.
"Is that supposed to happen?" He looked over at the demon leader inquisitively.
The woman nodded. "She'll find you're Slayer, and my servants will be looking for her. And we'll bring them both back where they belong."
Invoking the powers of the Ekrishinia was probably going to turn out to be a bad idea, he had known from the start it would be dangerous, and a woman in charge just spelled trouble.
Then again, what fun was life without a little danger?
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The black candles burst into flame. The chanting began. The strange language echoed in the stone chamber. He stood, watching the ritual, a satisfied smirk on his face. Why had he not thought of this before?
He had just been so thrown b the cruel fate bestowed on his beloved Cynthia, so angry that he hadn't been able to think straight. The bitch really thought she could skip town and not tell him? ^We'll see about that^ he thought.
Phyre and Elias should be there in Sunnydale by now. She would have arrived there too.
He was distracted from his thoughts by a brilliant green light coming from the witch's hands. The light seemed to move to form a column shooting up and down from the centre of the pentagram drawn in white chalk on the floor.
The green light flared to an unbearable brightness. When it cleared three figures stood there.
Tall creatures with bright neon blue skin. The female at the front appeared to be the leader. Raven hair cascaded down her back, reaching almost to her ankles. Her ears were elongated, pointed at the tops, the lobes flaring out. She wore a gold circlet on her head, a single large ruby glistening in the centre. Her clothing consisted of a silver brazier and a long copper skirt. Her blue waist was left exposed, showing a number of runic tattoos. The two males behind her had the same blue skin and black hair, but were covered in maroon robes.
"You summoned us?" the female leader asked with a smirk.
This was not exactly what he had been expecting, but nodded anyway. "Yes, I need -"
The female waved a ring laden hand dismissively. Her nails were the colour of tarnished gold, almost as sharp as claws. "Yes, yes, yes, we know that." She snapped her fingers.
The brilliant green light appeared again and another of the blue demons was there when it cleared between the robed males. She hung suspended in mid air. Unlike the others, her hair was white as snow. She wore a gold dress, sleeveless, tied under the bust with a chain of diamonds.
The leader demon snapped her fingers again. The girl's eyes flew open. She opened her mouth and a wave of fire burst out. She fell to the floor looking around in a panic. Then she ran.
"Is that supposed to happen?" He looked over at the demon leader inquisitively.
The woman nodded. "She'll find you're Slayer, and my servants will be looking for her. And we'll bring them both back where they belong."
Invoking the powers of the Ekrishinia was probably going to turn out to be a bad idea, he had known from the start it would be dangerous, and a woman in charge just spelled trouble.
Then again, what fun was life without a little danger?
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