Chapter 14

Alec launched his first question, "Why did you do that?"

Amon looked at us with a blank expression. His eyes were open, just staring off to nowhere. His face then curled into a horrified expression, and then red liquid came out of his mouth. It was coming out very fast, in very large amounts. I knew in an instant that it was blood. A loud strangled scream escaped my mouth.

Moments ago, I was kneeling next to Alec. Now I was stumbling to the far corner of the room. Alec was holding Amon up, shaking him as if the blood could be stopped. I kept moving back, stopping when I hit the wall. I studied Amon. His body had begun shaking; he was still convulsing large amounts of blood out. I'd never seen this much blood in my life. While convulsing blood, out of Amon's mouth came out a red tinted vapor.

I screamed, "NO!" In a wink, I came across Alec and pushed his as far away from Amon as possible. We were against the far wall of the living room.

Alec looked at me with a worried expression, "What was that about?"

"Lucifer." I pointed at the red vapor, which was now hovering above Amon. The vapor was shaped into a man's figure. His face was only beginning to shape, just like the rest of him.

Alec took his wand out—a silver-metallic object with a very sharp tip—and pointed it at Lucifer. Before he could cast a spell, the wand flew out of his grasp.

You foolish little enchanter, the figure hissed. The voice had the sound of knives scraping against metal. You cannot get rid of me by simply casting a stupid little spell on the King of Hell—

"Yes, Yes," I said mindlessly. "Excuse me; I know you're introducing yourself. But what did you do to Amon?" Alec looked at me with horror. I felt that way myself. I had no idea that my mouth would be so disobeying at most important moments.

That Augur? Lucifer hissed with laughter. Enchanters are so useless these days. Way back before, your kind was very powerful. Now you are hidden among the other creatures of the world. Abraham should see your kind. He would be very disappointed.

"You mean the Abraham form the Bible?" asked Alec.

Yes, you little—

I put my hand up, "what did you do to Amon?"

Lucifer waved his hand to and fro, he was fully formed now. That Augur is most likely dead. No one can be my host and survive.

"Judas," I pointed out.

Yes, replied Lucifer. But the ignoramus hung himself. So therefore, he died too.

"He hung himself because of you. You entered him," I said.

It was not just because of me, he would have done the same. With or without my help. I just happened to come across him and offer my help.

"Why are you here?" I asked. "Why did you enter Amon?"

I wanted to make an offer with you, replied Lucifer.

"No matter what that is, whether for good or bad—I have a feeling that it's going to be bad—I will not accept," I said.

Ah, said Lucifer. You do not know the offer yet. Would you like to hear it? Before I could reply, Lucifer launched off into, I want you to join me.

"Absolutely not—"

Lucifer ignored my reply. You posses a great power.

I looked at him crazily. I can't be a powerful enchanter. I can't even be a proper enchanter.

Lucifer shook his head. You are a powerful enchanter. A power you do not have to control of yet. With me, you can learn how to use that power, and together we will reign the universe. His voice was filled with persuasion, like what I had read and hear about.

"What's my power?" I asked.

Lucifer smiled crookedly, I would have to tell you much later. So you wish to join me?

I nodded. Lucifer's smile was still on his cruel face. He stuck his hand out, I slowly walked towards it. My hand was also outstretched.

Alec made a grab for me; he locked his arms around mine like vices. "No," he whispered in my ear. "What are you doing? You can't join Lucifer," he said.

I send electricity through my body, making me shock him. I sent Alec back to the other side of the room. Where we were moments ago, far from Lucifer. Far from me. "No, Alec. You don't see what he has in mind," I replied.

"And you do?" asked Alec angrily. He was recovering from the damage I gave him.

Yes, she is right, said Lucifer to Alec. Alas, Enchanters don't see how the world really is. There are secrets that only the oldest beings in the earth will know. Unlike you, my dear Alice. The world will soon end, join me, and you and I will be the only ones that will survive.

"What did you do to her?" demanded Alec.

"Nothing. He didn't do anything to me Alec," I said. I was now standing in front of Lucifer. All I had to do was take his hand.

My dear, what are you waiting for? Lucifer still had his hand outstretched. His red hand was just inches from mine.

Electricity was still crackling at the tops of my fingers and the rest of my body. I dismissed it; the tips of my fingers and the rest of my body turning into a light gold color.

I shook my head in reply to his question. "Nothing. I am waiting for nothing." I then took his hand and anchored myself deep into the earth. All of his thoughts came flowing into me. Everything from his most personal thoughts to his evil plans to the memories in his head to the 'secrets of the earth' to the conversation we just had came into my head.

I screamed in pain—which was not the only time today—and took my hand out of his. His thoughts were the vilest; it had nearly burned my soul.

What's wrong? Asked Lucifer. I quickly backed away and summoned all of the power I had. I had learned the incubus language from his thoughts and used them to banish him. Abbadon, Apollyon, the Devil, the Enemy, the Evil One, the Father of all Lies, Man of Sin, Lucifer, Satan, I place the curses of God on you. All of those names are used to call on you. Now, I shall use those names to banish you. Now, begone to the deepest of Hell and return to your home. Where you belong and where you cannot escape.

While reciting the command, a white searing light had begun quickly wrapping around Lucifer. It had first covered his mouth, so he couldn't speak. Then it had begun wrapping around his body. Quickly and quickly each time. Once I did the last word, the white blinding light exploded. It blinded me, but I couldn't close my eyes. I wanted to see what would happen.

The room smelled like burned rubber and acid. Where Lucifer once stood, was a burned out black spot. I thought the black spot was a burned-Amon. I exclaimed, "Amon! Where's—" Amon was somehow moved to the other side of the room, the opposite side form us. From the danger. He was still, in a pool of blood was around him. At the sight of the blood, I turned away. My eyes rested on a frozen Alec. He was staring at me, with an unreadable expression.

I slowly walked towards him. "Alec….Did I hurt you…?"

"What was that about?" he asked deadly quiet.

"I wanted to see what he was thinking, I…I couldn't hear his thoughts, so I had to touch him—"

"Why would you do that?" he demanded loudly.

"I told you, I wanted to know what he was thinking. I wanted to know what he planned for me. I wanted to—"

Alec disappeared from where he was standing and appeared next to me. He put his lips to my ear; I felt them moving lightly. I also felt his warm breath that smelled like something familiar. Something sweet. "Don't ever do anything stupid like that again," he whispered, still at my ear. He might have he squeezed my hand. But I also could have been imagined it, for that it felt as light as the wind.

"Why? Because you're the only who can?" I replied angrily as he moved away from me. He shook his head and walked just next to Amon's pool of blood. He looked mournful at Amon.

"He's not dead," I said. I didn't know how I knew this, but I did.

"He's not—what? Look at the blood around him," said Alec. His tone suggested that what I had just said was impossible.

"No. That's not his. It's a trick," I explained.

"What?"

I bit my lip, "Lucifer…he played a trick on Amon. The blood that was coming out him wasn't his. It was a…trick of the light. What do you call that? Oh!" I exclaimed. "An illusion! It was an illusion Alec."

"How do you know he's not dead? His chest isn't moving," argued Alec.

I moved next to Amon. I reluctantly walked closer to him. My bare feet stepping into blood. Blood that wasn't his, but surely was another human's. It was now cold, no longer warm like fresh blood. I made a face when the iron and rustic smell reached my nose.

I put my hand over Amon's heart. His shirt was also bloody, making my hand bloody too. Amon's heart was quietly—but surely—beating. It was beating slowly, not like a human's heart, but like a normal Augur's would.

I held my other hand out to Alec. "Feel and listen," I said.

He shook his head, "No." I looked at him incredulously. "I didn't mean that," he said looking at the hurt on my face. "I meant, no. I don't need to 'feel and listen.' If you say that he's alive, then I believe you."

I let out a relieved little puff of air and nodded. "Thanks," I said. He offered me a smile, I replied back with one too. The feel of the smile on my lips relaxed me. The smile seemed to have the same effect on Alec. I took off the hand that I had laid on top of Amon. It was even bloodier now. "We should clean him up…and then put him on a bed."

Alec nodded and moved to lift Amon. But before he could lay a finger on him, Amon slowly moved. Alec—as bloody and as shocked as me—was too stunned to move. Amon slowly stood up and looked at both of us.

"Why are you guys all bloody?" asked Amon.

I looked at myself, then at Alec. My face couldn't help to shift into a surprised expression. Alec and I were covered from our shoulders to our toes. We really were bloody. Alec's shirt had a bloody handprint on it, probably his because I know that I would place my hand on his stomach unknowingly. His jeans were a weird mix of denim and blood. His face was perfectly clean. But I wasn't sure about myself. I probably looked like I rolled into a puddle of blood—which I practically did when I was kneeling next to Amon—and probably had smudges of blood on my face. The image that formed on my head made me shiver.

I shifted my gaze from Alec, but not before Alec caught my gaze and grinned. He seemed to be into an awfully good mood since Amon stood up. He didn't even look shocked or surprised anymore, unlike me.

Amon walked around in his living room with a bewildered expression. He didn't seem to notice that he stepped in a puddle of blood. And that he was making bloody footprints on his once-perfectly-white carpet. "My living room! What did you do to my living room?"

He now seemed to notice the puddles of blood here and there. And the crack in the wall Alec had made with other little cracks that had appeared on the walls. How the living room was a mess…The pillows on the white leather couch strewn across all over the living room, the faux-fur blanket of the ottoman randomly placed on top of the TV. TV, oh no, I thought. The TV had a giant crack across the surface of the screen. It was only now that I noticed all of these other things too.

"I remember that I was getting the book—" Amon froze, "Where's the book? I brought it here right? Where is it?"

"It's on the…" I looked over to the white ottoman. The gold bound spell book wasn't there anymore. "It was right there. I remember you left it open before—"

"The sigil of Lucifer, what is it doing here?" Amon asked alarmingly.

I sighed quietly, "Alec. Will you tell him what happened?"

"I seem to be quite a good storyteller, since you asked me to speak for you," said Alec. I couldn't help but smile. I needed a good lot of sarcasm to lift my spirits.

"Sure," I said. "But I am also tired. That's the main reason why I asked you to speak for me."

Alec grinned, "But you do admit that I'm a good storyteller. Alright, Amon. Let's get this done quickly. Satan entered you, and he just wanted to make Alice and offer. Which is pretty stupid you know, because he could've just sent us an email. It would've saved us a good deal of cleaning up," Alec gestured around the room. "He wanted her," he directed his hand to me, "to come with him. Little lady Alice here pretended to agree. Which, at the time, I didn't know about—"

"You probably went mad didn't you?" interrupted Amon.

Alec continued without missing a beat, "And she got all of his evil plans and his inner evil thoughts through his touch. Then she cast a spell on him and made him disappear. And then poof! He's gone. But you were in a puddle of blood. I was about to carry you up into on of the rooms upstairs, but you woke up."

"Glad I woke up before you would lay a finger on me," said Amon. He didn't seem to be bothered by the fact that there was a demon—the King of Hell—in his house.

"I would only need to touch you at the most important times. And this was one of those times. I almost didn't want to. But Alice can't carry you," replied Alec. Amon nodded, apparently satisfied with Alec's answer.

"You don't seem to be bothered by this at all?" I demanded.

Amon looked around thoughtfully. "I did want to redecorate the living room," he replied.

I made an impatient noise. "No, the whole Lucifer-Satan thing!"

"Oh. That," said Amon. "Yeah. Of course. Why wouldn't I have been bothered by it? I mean, it's not fun getting possessed."

I looked at him for a moment, "We need to clean up you know."

Amon snapped his fingers, everything turned into a shade of blue. Then just like that, the whole living room—for all I know, the whole house—was clean. The blanket on the ottoman was placed there, neat and aligned. The cracks on the wall had disappeared. And much to my relief, so did the giant crack on the TV. I then noticed that we were also clean.

I looked at Amon once again, "You've got to tell me how to do that one day." He grinned at me in reply. I walked to the couch, and collapsed. I closed my eyes for a second, and then I said, "Alec. You forgot to tell him what happened before that."

"Oh yeah," said Alec. He moved to sit next to me, as did Amon. We all sat there, sprawled next to each other—with our feet propped on the ottoman and our arms spread out, overlapping each other's—when Alec began telling the first part of the story.

"You came in here holding the book. Then you started chanting and put Alice in a bubble—I don't even know why you did that actually. But I popped her out and saved her. Then I learned that you got possessed by Satan himself. That's when I tried to attack you. But then there was a protective triangle surrounding you—"

We all looked at the spot where the triangle had been. And still is. I stood up, the symbol once again giving me the chills. "Why is it still there?" I demanded form Amon.

He shook his head, "You can't get rid of it by simply casting a spell on it."

Another chill traveled down my spine, Lucifer had said that line to Alec a little while ago. "What do you have to do?"

Amon shrugged, "I don't know. I'd have to look for another spell."

I let out a sharp exhale. "Something about that symbol is just plain wrong."

"Aside from the fact that it's one of the most evil symbols of all time?" asked Alec. "Then yeah, it's very wrong."

I sat back down on the couch, "I'm so tired." I leaned my head back, listening to Alec agree with me and continue on with the story.

"I got thrown into the wall over there." I imagined Alec pausing and gesturing to where he was slammed into the wall, causing the largest out of all the cracks that had been there once before. "When I slammed into the triangle. And after that…"

The rest of the story fell into a murmur as my head fell and hit a soft wall. I let myself fall asleep to the sound of the two boys talking softly and on the soft wall which I vaguely heard was Alec's chest.

"Let her fall asleep," I heard Alec say before he carefully pressed me closer.

I caught the scent of his breath once more. That's what it smelled like, I thought. His breath smelled like the tea he had sipped earlier, which now what felt like eons ago. His breath smelled like the sweet tea that he was supposed to save for me. The tea that I didn't get to taste because of all that happened between then and now. The same tea now long gone and forgotten.

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