Hotel of the Dammed

CHAPTER 11

"Dark Ones?" Kayla stood a step back in pure fear, she had never know anyone alive who had met a servant of the Dark Ones, those that have no longer live to tell the tale.

Carl laughed, "I see you've heard of my Lords…you know the power they have…They have been waiting for you…"

"What…what do you want with me?" Kay backed a few steps back, but Carl came up closer, she could see the flames dancing within his black eyes.

"Don't play stupid, it's beneath me. A chance like this only comes every thousand years, we lost our chances before…but not this time. We have you now, and you will not escape this time!" Carl grabbed Kay's arm in his now claw like hand with an inhuman strength, She screamed as she felt the searing touch of evil on her skin, her heart ran a mile a minute. She didn't have the concentration to cast of a spell, he had her for the moment.

"MARK!" She screamed, the demon just laughed at her plight.

"He's too busy with Janice, my Dear. She's the best succubus I know, I don't believe your Reaper can resist her charms, she is quite talented in the boudoir, you know…I'll join them after I take care of you…"

Jealousy over took her fear for just a moment, her eyes turned black as her inner power was called forth. The Raven shot out a bolt that threw the demon away from her, the creature raged as he raised himself a few feet away from her.

The rage turned into a smile, "You didn't like that…poor thing. I'll make you forget about then!" He lunged at her again, but he was knocked into the wall by the undead cat who just seem to appear out of know where.

"Miss Kitty!" Kay grinned, "Good girl!"

The cat back away from the creature and meowed to the witch to follow, Kay ran as fast as she could behind the cat as a bolt of fire came whizzing past her head. The demon was behind them, Kay didn't want to look back, she want to know how close he was to her. The cat raced towards its home, in the apartment where her former mistress had lived and died. The door was open as the cat ran in with Kay close behind, she didn't understand why Miss Kitty was leading her here. It was an obvious dead end.

The shouts of rage and pain heard behind made Kay turn around, the demon was banging at the open door against and invisible shield. Everywhere his red skin touched, he was burned by the shield. She grinned to discovered that this apartment was protected from evil, but how?

The demon backed up and smiled, at her, he still scared her so much, "I can wait, we've waited long enough, you can't stay in there forever! I'll be back…"

Kayla slammed the front door hard, hoping it would hit him. She looked around the room in fear of her prison, for whatever reason, she was glade it protected her from the demon. What did they wait for every thousand years? For her? For the Avatar? He called her that, the Avatar…they were waiting for her. Her mother's torture spirit said the same thing, she said they were coming for the raven…for Kayla.

And where the hell was Mark? What did that demon really mean when he said that Mark was with Janice? Kay shook the uneasy thoughts from her mind, a demon can't be a match for a Reaper. They are susceptible to death like the rest of them…aren't they?

"MARK! ANYTIME SOOM WOULD BE GREAT!" She shouted, she paused for a moment.

Mark had always appeared instantly when she called, or even just thought of him. It may have been just a minute, but it felt like an eternity…where was he? Had he succumbed to the succubus' temptations? No, Mark was more powerful than that, he must have discovered what they were and was dealing with them…she hoped.

She felt his strong arms wrapped around her waist from behind, "Sorry I'm late, trouble back at the bar."

Kay turned around and jumped into his arms, holding him tightly, "Oh my goddess, Mark! I was so scared! There's a demon here! Two! He said that one of them was a succubus…"

"I know…" Mark whispered to calm her down as he rubbed her back gently, "I know baby, the demoness tried to put the moves on me. She won't be getting back up any time soon. We need to get you out now!"

"But how?" She was getting more scared, Mark didn't like it when she felt this way.

He picked her up and moved her to the bed, he laid her down and cuddled next to her for comfort. He had to get her calmed down enough to think, and her frantic made her power unpredictable. He didn't want to tell her that it would probably take everything they had to get out.

"Just relax sweetheart, calm down now…" Mark whispered as he kissed her forehead, "Think about the song, the Eagles got out, so can you."

"I don't know…there's nothing mentioned on how they got out…I don't know anymore…"

Mark raised from the bed and reached up to the ceiling, Kay watched silently as he untied the knot that held the rope in place on the bean. He turned around and sat back down on the bed beside her, handing her the rope.

I know I said I didn't want you doing it, but do it." Mark was cold, she knew this bothered him.

She slowly took the rope in her hand and felt the rough course fibres between her fingers, Kayla knew what spell to use. She had used it many times before, the last time was on her parent's wrecked car. It would tell her the last moments of the horrifying truth of how Clair had died. She called forth her power, the spell chanted easily from her lips as her eyes turned back as she closed them.

She could feel the spell take place, but it seemed to feel different…more powerful than any other time she had used it.

She saw blackness, then opened her eyes. She was still sitting on the bed, the room was dark. Mark was no where to bee seen, the room looked as it did before, Kay noticed the long rope on the bed, it was the same that she now held in her hands. The rope was attached to a horse halter, that's where it had come from.

Her ears caught the sound of a ruckus from behind the closed bedroom door, it busted open as she saw what looked like Clair caem running into her room in fright. She tried to closed the door behind her, but something was pushing back. As the door flew open, Clair was pushed so hard she fell to the ground, her tiny frame was no match for the two man that walked into the room.

"Janice said you were a teaser," Arnold had a sickly grin on his face, the intention was there, "I know you wanted this for a long time, Clair…"

"Arnold, maybe we shouldn't do this…" Johnny was nervous, he looked around in fear as his friend grabbed the young girl harshly by her chestnut hair and pulling her up by it.

"Please…don't hurt me…" Clair begged as tear flew from her eyes, Kay shrank back on the bed, there was nothing she could do but watch.

The events had already happened, she was just a spectator as the two men rapped the poor girl on the floor, each taking at least two tried at her. The pain and fear was apparent on her tear stained face, she had never done that sort of thing before.

A shrill sound was heard as the little black cat made its way into the room and tried to defend her mistress, but the little cat was no match for Arnold. He pried the cat off his now bleeding leg and snapped her neck, throwing the dead cat to the side of the room with no regards. His eyes were wild, it was like he was under a lustful spell for this girl and nothing would detain him from his objective.

"Cerebus…" Clair cried as she tried to painfully move towards her beloved friend, but Arnold grabbed her by the hair and pulled her in an uncomfortable position from behind.

"Don't worry…you'll join him soon…" Arnold chuckled, but Johnny was still a little nervous about the whole thing.

"Do we have to do it?" Johnny asked, "I mean, we can just make her keep her mouth shut, we don't have to kill her…"

"Don't be an idiot, we have to before the old man come home in the morning. Janice was right, she's always right…we have to kill her, or we'll be in jail… or worse…"

The last thing Kay saw was Arnold taking the rope off the halter and began to strangle the poor girl, her limbs flapping around like a fish out of water. Kay's heart cried out in her pain as she felt the power leave her and she realized she was safely in Mark's caring arms tired but safe.

"Kay, I've been trying to get you out of your trance for half an hour! You were freaking out, what happened?" Mark was so worried, he didn't know what was happening when she fell over unconscious.

"I know what happened…" Kay whispered, "…Janice…she put Arnold under a spell, she forced him and Johnny to rape and kill Clair…but why?"

To be continued