*Our Father, Which art in heaven, Hallowed be thy name;*

The darken sky above her was like an ominous warning of her death, of her fate.

Her bare feet hit the cold wet snow as she ran from the man with the white eyes. She couldn't stop, wouldn't stop. With adrenaline pumping through her veins she didn't feel the cold, or the prickly sensation of her arms being cut by the thick brush she was running through; she could only feel the darkness that surround her, suffocating her.

She didn't know what happened, how that man… creature had gotten into her house. She was there alone getting ready for bed, then it showed up. It had flung her to the wall holding her hostage whispering to her, telling her things, speaking to her as if she was an old friend, as if she knew him.

*Thy kingdom come; Thy will be done In earth as it is in heaven.*

Somehow she freed herself from him, from his invisible hold. She didn't know how, didn't care to wonder how she had done it, she just had.

She did the first thing that came to her mind; She ran, she ran fast and didn't look back. Arms pumping, adrenaline rushing, heart racing fast, she ran with everything she had. She didn't know why her feet took her this way. Was it a subconscious move on her part, or was it something more? Whatever it was it led her to the clearing of holy ground that an old church sat upon, not far from her house.

*Give us this day our daily bread.*

She ran up the steps, bursting through the doors of the church panting. She didn't stop running till she was up half way up the aisle.

She was dirty and bruised, her white tank top had blood and grim on it. Her black shorts showed how dirty and beaten her legs and feet were She stared at the door intensely, waiting, listening. She heard nothing; I made it, she thought.

*And forgive us our trespasses,*

With eyes still on the door, she took a few steps backwards. Her heart began to slow down, the adrenaline began to lessen, and the aches of her body seemed to gain all in the same moment. I'm free, I'm safe; was the only thing running through her mind.

"No, your not." A voice said behind her, wrapping arms around her midsection. A startled scream ripped from her throat, as she flail her legs and arms, trying to free herself.

Then she felt it, it was small at first, tugging on her insides, whispering to her till It was growing hotter and brighter, She felt as if it was an inner fire rapidly growing outwards, to the point where she would burst form the sheer force of it.

*As we forgive them that trespass against us*.

The shear force of white light blinded her as she was thrown from her capturer, her head made impact with the church pews in a loud thunderous crunch.

She felt her inside of her head twisting, a shriek escaped her body. Destroy him; the angry words whispered in her head. She ignored it as she placed her hands over her head shielding herself from the hurt, from the pain that was radiating from her.

*And lead us not into temptation;*

"You'll pay for that bitch," Even with her eyes closed she could see the monster behind the man. She could feel the darkness, the sickness that came from him.

She felt him moving closer, stalking her. "I'll say it was an accident… a mistake." He laughed.

She felt him leaning over her body, his hand griped her hair before hissing to her. "He wont ever know." Before she could make a move words were coming out of her mouth. "Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis legio, omnis congregatio et secta diabolica," She was hardly aware of what she was saying, or how she knew words that sounded a lot like Latin. "Ergo, draco maledicte et omnis legio diabolica, adjuramus te, cessa decipere humanas creaturas-"

"Bitch," As his hand came around her throat cutting off her words spinning her world in a blur of cloudy darkness.

She knew she was going to die, every fiber in her body screamed at the realization of that truth.

*But deliver us from evil.*

A then it happened, another sound, another voice registered somewhere in the back of her mind. "Let her go!" She could feel herself slipping from this world with every moment that laid between her and the next.

"Looks like we have company darling," the monster said grinning, letting going of her throat only to push her back down the ground, once again leaving the room with the sound of her head hitting the hard cold surface.

She could hear the commotion going on around her, but she couldn't make it out. She was still too lost in the fog that seemed to be growing in her brain.

'You'll be okay, you'll always be okay' a voice said, that seemed to be coming from her own stem of consciousness; even though it didn't belong to her. She didn't know why she believed it, why she even listened to it. But she did, and she trusted that voice with more fervor the she should have.

She wasn't sure how long she laid there with her insides feeling raw and exposed, how they hurt with a burning fire that seemed to be dying out. Her eye's kept fluttering open and shut, she felt heavy and nauseas.

"Can you hear me?" A hand touched her cheek, She wanted to tell whoever it was to stop, to leave her alone. But the hand felt cold too her over heated body, and she felt herself leaning into the touch. Her eyes fluttered opened only to be met by a pair of hazel green eyes that seemed to burn themselves into her mind, her memory.

'Sleep now my beautiful angel, for tomorrow comes with a great sacrifice' Darkness took over as she lost herself to the depths of the night, but even in that darkness she wouldn't forget the hazel green eyes that she saw, they would go with her into her slumber.

*Amen*