14

By the time I got to Henry's house, I didn't even know what time it was. I got out and noticed his dad's car was in the driveway, but the sound of sirens off in the distance made me more nervous than seeing his car. I moved up onto his porch and hesitantly knocked on the door.

"Henry?" I whispered. The door slowly creaked open and light cascaded out. I saw the hallway and living room to my right and the kitchen in the back. I knew something was wrong. I stepped inside slowly.

"O-Officer Bowers?" I called out. I didn't want to be caught or shot for trespassing. "It's me, Faline. Your door is open… a-are you okay?" I got no answer as I heard some guy talking. It was coming from the living room and I slowly peaked around to see TV on, and red, painting the floor. My eyes widened as the body caught my eyes in the chair. It was Officer Bowers, leaned back, gash in his throat. His eyes were faded and his eyes were rolled up into his head. My mouth dropped in total horror.

"Like what I did to the place?" I heard Henry's raspy voice and I turned and saw he was standing there, knife in hand, naked. Blood was on his face and chest, his eyes looking at his dad with such relief and calmness.

"Henry… what have you done?" I asked lightly watching as he raised the knife to his face and licked a long line of blood of the blade. His eyes glued to my body as he did this as if trying to be seductive.

"What I have always wanted to do. He was a sheep, a sheep who kept getting in my way." he said slowly taking a step toward me and I just stood there, in shock at what I was seeing. I slowly shook my head.

"Henry this isn't you." he said and he hummed gently biting his lip some as he stared at me.

"It's always been me, Faline." he purred. "I just needed a push in the right direction." I was tense as I backed away some. He finally snapped and I was sure I was going to be next.

"So what… you killed your dad. Are you going to kill me too?" I asked as he backed me into the wall just beside the TV. He inhaled and exhaled loudly looking me over as he held the knife up to my chin, my head raising in response to get away from the tip of the blade.

"Kill you? Oh," he moaned gently leaning forward and sliding his tongue up my chin. My eyes shut in disgust as I felt his tongue over my left eye. "How could I ever hurt my voodoo queen, my god given solace?" Something was very wrong, this isn't him. No matter his hatred for his father, he wouldn't do this. I kept him leveled. He wouldn't do anything to risk being separated from me. He licked his lips and raised his hands to cup my breasts through my chest. It was rough and caused me to whimper in pain.

"Henry." I muttered feeling his hands pawing at me aggressively his mouth finding its way back to my neck. He gripped my breasts harder and my hands gripped his wrists as I cried out some. "Henry stop!"

"Is this how he takes you… Mother?" he asks innocently, yet it's icy and sadistic. Now my body freezes as we both look at each other, his eyes a deep gold. My eyes widened as I was faced with another one of the clown's children, my children. A low guttural noise emitted from his chest and with all my strength I shoved him back toward the direction of his dead father and made a run for the door. But something hard collides with my body as Henry tackled me to the ground and we shuffled and wrestle on the ground.

I find myself on my back staring up at Henry as he yells in my face.

"You're not very good at hunting, Mother, I have made that conclusion. You're not very good at anything besides breeding. So weak." he says holding me down, my dress riding up now from the struggle. I didn't even think that clown had the power to possess bodies of others, but maybe this was not all his doing. The children do have my abilities as well. If I can be possessed by the spirit inside me, who is to say the children can do that as well and if they can, they could easily hunt in the daylight or even publicly attack anyone. Henry chuckles now.

"Yes, the wheels are turning aren't they." he hissed raising his knife to my neck again and I do my best to try and throw him off with my hips. "No need to be afraid mother. If I can eat your flesh, embedded with fear. You'll be a part of us forever." I shook my head.

"You don't have to do this." I said and he tilted his head now pouting some.

"Humans and their groveling, no wonder you're so easy to kill. We will take this whole town." he said and I kept pushing back against his hips trying to get him off. I noticed Henry's face begin to wince as he if he looked like he was struggling to maintain his aggressive glare. I glanced down at our bodies to see the hard on forming from my exposed groin rubbing against his. Of course, Henry's body reacted to mine all the time. I continued to push against him and noticed his cock began to twitch and Henry's eyes shut as he groaned some and looked down.

"This body… what's happening to me?" he growled. I bit my lip chuckling some in my own amusement.

"Foolish child, you have to bend to the will of the body you possess." I said and if that was true, then that meant anybody they over can be hurt. I could never hurt Henry, but I had to get that clown out of his body somehow. How the hell do I even do that?

Maybe the same way I manage to trick the clown the first time I had given myself to him. I continued to move my hips with his and slowly he answered, moving his hips slowly against mine as well. He groaned slowly, eyes starting to cloud as he felt all the feelings Henry's body felt. He whimpered and groaned and started to push more into me wanting to feel more of this pleasure.

"Come on Henry. I need you inside me." I begged, and he looked down at me with confused and light-hearted eyes as his hunger and aggression faded away. He growled and leaned back now putting the knife down and quickly moving to part my legs wider. He tore my panties off and moved between my legs. In one push, he shoves himself inside me and I groaned holding myself together as he takes hold of my legs and thrusts upward. As he keeps thrusting, I stare at the ceiling doing my best focus myself. I watched as I feel that familiar cold shiver shoots up my spine, my body paling once more and I can feel it, the power.

I do not know what I really planned to do, but my objective was getting this thing out of Henry's body. I look down at Henry now and just my body take over. My hand reaches out and I grip the top of Henry's head hard causing him to roar out as light exits my hand. He recoils his body from mine and I just sit up now pushing back against his body as I now have him on his back. I began to pull up on him as if I was about to remove the top of his head from the rest of him. But I place my other hand on his stomach and I press down hard, my magic seeping into his stomach through his flesh. Henry's eyes go white as his mouth opens and something white begins to escape from him. In one quick swipe, I grab hold of the creature now standing up and staring as the monster takes the form of a young clown. My entire form is grey, my finger nails have grown and once more I have jewelry over my arms and legs. My hair is in twists swaying off my body and I can feel it. I can feel the power that has been protecting me all these years. So I can remove them from the body?

The clown is in the form of a young teenager who paws at my hand as I have his throat. He cannot free himself and I realize, he is powerless against me. But then again, I did bring him into this world.

"DON'T! NO MOTHER!" he shrieks out as I stare at him, eyes blank, emotionless. I raise my other hand gently caress his cheek. I can smell the blood and flesh of the innocent on him. I can smell myself on him. He is a part of me and he is my son. I give a gentle moan in sadness, as my nails slowly start to pierce his flesh. He roars out trying to free himself, but it is useless. "MOTHER DON'T! I'M SORRY I'LL BE GOOD!"

He begs for mercy, but I haven't any to give. The hand that had his throat moves to his face and starts to tear into his flesh as well. Slowly bits of his skin start to float into the air and evaporate and in on second, I just rip his face in half and his body just follows suit. It's like ripping tissue paper and his shriek echoes in my mind for a split second before the rest of him crumbles and evaporates into the air. And he vanishes away. I exhaled loudly as I felt something inside me vanish. Now there was nothing in my hands and I looked down at my grey palms and saw pieces of myself had faded.

"Faline?"

My mind is blank for a second and I turn and see Henry standing there confused and disheveled.

"I'm here." he said raising his hands out to me and I look at his palms, his human hands that will one day wither away and rot.

"My blood sacrifice." I said lowly, reminding myself that he had given his blood to me therefore he had proven himself to me a trustworthy human. He nodded.

"Come back to me." he said raising his hands further out to me and taking light steps toward me and slowly I faced him and raised my hands to his. Our hands inched closer to one another before finally connecting. I heard the light thumping of my heart begin to beat once again and I closed my eyes and took even breaths before opening them once again. I saw Henry once more and looked down at my hands to see their chocolate tones staring at me. I was back. I blinked rapidly now and looked at Henry this time with distraught eyes and he just pulled me into a tight embrace. I closed my eyes, tears falling down them quickly.

"Are you okay?" I asked sobbing.

"I'm good. What about you? What happened?" he asked pulling back and then he looked over my body and his eyes widened as he walked past me and into the living room. I turned and followed him slowly. His eyes just stared at his father's corpse and I just slowly took his hand.

"It was the clown… and the kids. They manipulated you into killing your father and one of them tried to take over your body. But I stopped them… and killed one of them." I concluded. Henry just stood there not saying anything for a long moment. He seemed unreadable and I moved in front of him taking his face.

"Hey… we will get through this." I said drawing his attention to me and he nodded slowly.

"We gotta get rid of him… I'll call Pat and Vic." he said slowly turning form me.

"Should we call Bill or the others?" I asked and he shook his head.

"No. We'll tell them later. We can't have too many people know of this. I trust Vic and Pat, but I don't trust your friends." he said and I just nodded slowly. I could have argued with him that my friends have dealt with this drama and could help, but with everything that has happened, I honestly couldn't rely on Richie or Eddie to keep their mouths shut. Henry stopped in the doorway of the living room before turning and moving up to me and taking my face in his hands and kissing me hard and passionately. I replied to it ignoring the taste of blood on his lips. He pulled out and gazed at me before placing his forehead into mine for a moment.

"I could still see what that clown was doing while inside me. It was like I was locked away in my mind forced to watch my body move on its own. You had to do what you had to do to get it out of me." he said and I winced and shook my head.

"I promised the others I would keep them safe and you are no exception. I will do what I have to do to keep you safe." I promised and he just sighed kissing me once more. I somehow managed to give a gentle smile.

"You should probably shower and get this blood off you before calling the others." I advised and he nodded gently resting his hand on my neck and rubbing his thumb over my flesh.

"Come with me?" he asked and I glanced at the dead body on the chair.

"What about him?" I asked gently feeling as if I had to be secretive. Henry looked over his shoulder at his father and I could tell he was contemplating quite a lot and he looked back at me, I could tell he was tired.

"He's not going anywhere." he said before taking my hand and leading me down the hall and toward his bedroom.