"I'm impressed." Henry began as he got back up to his feet, "It seems that angel gave you some power. Well, I guess now you have meaning."

Jen clenched a fist in anger. Her mind raced as she desperately tried to figure out what to do next. Run? No, it'd be easy to get lost without the use of headlights. Plus, what if Henry really did have Mark's father and was just lying about it?
This damn pitch-black darkness! If she could see, she'd be killing him right now.

"However, it's kind of unfair now, don't you think? But hey, what the hell... I've got friends with power too."
And with the snap of his fingers, two red eyes appeared just inches away from Jen's face.
She quickly raised a hand, but it was too late. Her body was lifted and thrown, like a rag doll, across the room by a force much stronger than hers.

Jen collided with a wall face-first and immediately dropped to the floor on her side. She remained conscious, just a bit dazed.

The demon had no problems seeing in the dark as it only took three seconds to be hovering over her once more, and as Jen threw up a hand in yet another attempt to defend herself, her power was met with resistance. It was like when two magnets repel each other if placed close together. A power struggle. The demon was testing her. She raised her second hand now, struggling to win.

Henry gave a light sigh from boredom as he pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and lit one up.

Demonic laughter echoed through the room as it began to feel Jen's power give way, "Too eassssy.." it spoke up on a snake-like voice, "She basssically hass the equivalent of a magician at sssomeone'sss birthday party."

Despite her best effort and using as much strength as possible, Jen's energy began to dissipate under the weight of the demon's.
"Without full angel magic, you're nothing againssst usss, girl." The demon hissed as it lifted hr up once more and pinned her against a wall. Jen struggled to move but it had become useless. She was now completely overpowered.

"Now, let'sss sssee what I can do here..."
The demon added, poking a sharp claw against Jen's left side, causing her to flinch.

But what came next was even worse - that claw extended, piercing her flesh.
It felt like a long needle was going through her body.
Completely through. And out the other side.

An agonizing scream echoed through the room and Henry smirked.
Music to his ears. It was just a shame he couldn't watch.
"Don't kill her," He spoke up, pausing to take a puff of his cigarette before continuing, "I'd like that pleasure. Again."

The demon grinned, keeping its eyes on Jen as its razor-sharp fangs shined through the darkness, "Jusssst make ssssure it'sss permanent this time, boy."

Henry took offense.
Boy?! Hardly.
"I damn well will, and DON'T call me 'boy'."

Jen was weakening. The needle-claw was actually draining the powers from her, and as a result, her body started to go limp.
"I think I'm about done here..."
The hold on Jen was released and she dropped to the floor.

"You can go now. I'll take it from here." Henry stated as he walked in their direction.

A snap from the demon's fingers made a light appear on the ceiling.
And as soon as it did, he'd vanished, leaving Henry to finish with her.

"Hello, darling."
Henry smiled as he reached Jen's side and used a foot to roll her over onto her back, "Are you awake?"

She was.
Just barely.
No response.
Having all that power taken from her so suddenly left her in a bit of a daze.

Henry took one more puff from the cigarette and sighed as he squatted down next to Jen.
"Wakey, wakey." He taunted as he lifted her left arm and pressed his half-smoke cigarette against her skin, smiling at the sound of sizzling flesh.

Jen was jolted out of her daze.
A pain-filled shout, followed by an unsuccessful swing at Henry's face with her free arm, which he caught, showed that she was finally coming back to her senses. "There's my girl." Henry laughed and yanked her up to her feet, immediately pinning her against the wall.

Knowing that struggling to free her arms would be useless right now, since she still felt a bit weak, Jen wasted no time in lifting a knee up and striking him right between the legs. "FUCK!" Henry screamed, doubling over a bit. Jen squirmed when she felt that his hold had loosened and she managed to free her right arm, which she quickly swung - slamming a fist into Henry's eye and blackening it. It also sent him staggering backward and falling to the floor, one hand over his groin and groaning in pain.

Sweet victory. Sort of.

Jen wanted to stand there and bask in the sight of Henry writhing on the ground, but knew she better act fast and get the hell out of there or something.

She sprinted toward the door, but Henry reached out and grabbed her ankle, bringing her down face-first to the floor.
Before she had a chance to get herself back up, Henry was on top of her, pinning he down from behind and grabbing a fistful of hair. He pulled her head back roughly and spoke right up against her ear, "This is the feistiest I've ever seen you. I like it. It's a shame this has to end."

Henry reached into his back pants pocket and took out a folding utility knife, flicked the blade open, and pressed its sharp point against Jen's right side, "If I push hard enough, do you think blood will shoot across the room? That sure would be something." His tone was full of glee, taking sick pleasure in this situation.

He was just about to test it out, but suddenly paused and lost his grip on the knife. As it dropped to the floor next to Jen, Henry jumped up to his feet and put both hands to the sides of his head, screaming, "WHA-WHAT THE FUCK!?"

After picking herself up off the floor, Jen backed away in confusion and fear.

What was happening?

Henry dropped to his knees, hanging his head, and screaming at the top of his lungs in what sounded like both agony and rage, "WHAT'S HAPPENING?! WH-WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING TO ME?!" He shot Jen a glare, but she only stared back in shock. It looked as though Henry was about to get up and charge at her, but one final movement - a fall forward to his hands and knees - seemed to be the end of whatever was happening to him.

Calmly now, Henry sat back up on his knees and held both of his hands up in front of his face.
His head tilted as he stared at them without saying a word.

"Okay, what of game are you playing now?" Jen finally spoke up, unsure of what was happening, but convinced he had something up his sleeve.

Henry pushed himself back up and into a standing position, though he seemed to sway just a bit at first.
He looked to Jen, but in a completely new way.
There was something different about Henry.
His expression had now changed as he approached her, and once he was close enough to truly look into her eyes, there was a slight twinkle.

It was then that Jen knew.

She could see it.

"Ri- Richard?!"

The familiar, kind smile that followed was confirmation enough.
Richard had managed to possess Henry.

(chapter end).

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I don't really have a good opinion about this chapter. I kind of feel like it's a mess, but hope you enjoyed it. Also! I'd like to wish Phorosz a very HAPPY BIRTHDAY tomorrow and thanks again for all your support! I hope you have a great day :)