Flash back one Ch3
"No Jocy! I don't wanna go!" Lucy pulled at her sisters' coat desperately.
"Lucy if you don't get into that car right now I'm gonna leave you out here in the cold!" Jocylnn pulled her hood over her face to shield it from huge flakes of ice piercing her skin.
"No! Please-"Lucy looked up with her perfect eyes, she sniffed to hold back tears.
"Get in you little brat!" Jocylnn pulled Lucy into the van and closed the door. "Thanks again Brett"A fist hit the top of her head, her vision grew hazy but she could see the blood pour out the top of her sisters scalp and hear her high pitched screams.
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More screams and desperate pleas, not all of them were hers, on and off sometimes only in her head. After hours of excruciating pain she stopped hearing her sister, the air wreaked with blood and rotting flesh. A low pitched chanting filled the echoing space. Jocylnns entire body shook with fear sweat and more pain. When the blind-fold came off she saw her brother, Chase, he was holding a knife in his hands. A black shrouded any familiar a red pentagram hung around his neck solemnly, he climbed a few steps to reach her from the cross she was nailed to.
"Please, no…" Jocylnn was barely breathing, Chase was now at her height and to was now chanting something in her ear as a whisper. "I love you" She choked out as blood ran down the sides of her lips.
"You LIE!" Chase whispered fiercely and he plunged the knife into her left arm carving out symbols and then the same to her right arm.
"KILL THAT SOW!" Screamed one of the members of the congregation.
As Chase finished up the second arm he turned to the crowd and screamed something back to them. He pushed his lips and drank from her wounds. "Teelah! Take her!"
Jocylnn felt her consciousness spin out of control, what was happening? Her vision started swimming again; a green light started filling the room. More screaming, but it was from the caucus. She began lifting from the cross; a growl was released from her throat. Suddenly she felt like she was in the back seat of her own bodies' control. Jocylnn fell to the podium and roared. What's going on? Somebody help! I can't stop! Fangs protrudedlips and leather black wings sort of topped with white feathers lifted her high above the ground. The floor had another bloody pentagram on it with scattered bones at each point. A roar bellowed and shook the walls. Many of the cult members had left or were in the process of, but Chase and a few others had taken up arms. Brave but terrified of the beast they had resurrected. STOP! Jocylnn was pleading with the monster, but they had let it out of the closet where it was hiding. It swooped down and plucked off two or three of the remaining Satanists. Finally it came down to Chase; a massive claw swiped his face. Thin red lines cut diagonally across his head. As he fell to the floor light and sirens filled the warehouse, and the beast faded.
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Jocylnn woke to doctors rushing her into the emergency, from what she could tell she was wearing a bloodied wedding gown. The surgeon put a mask over her mouth and nose.
"Kid, all I know is that someone up there must really love you"
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A few months later…
Her mother had fallen into a deep depression at the loss of both her oldest son and youngest daughter. She had multiple depression medications and even more shrinks. While her father had taken a much different approach, he would consult his bartender over a couple shots of Bloody Maries. Jocylnn, simply never spoke, smiled or anything showing emotion, she was empty.
One night her father returned home a little 'under the weather' as her mother had put it. She at the moment was crying on the couch.
"Owh Shhut uwp lady!" Her father wobbled in the room. "No bawdy cares no more" He took another swig and looked around the living room; Jocylnn had quietly been reading on the love seat next to the couch and television. "Clean this place up you whores!" He ordered. His wife still remained sobbing on the couch, "I said get up!" He smashed his bottle on her head and she fell to the floor. He began raining fists down on her until he realized she wasn't breathing, he had killed her.
Jocylnn began to slide out of the chair and sneak to the phone, "eh? Where do you think you're going?" He reached out for her but she sprinted up the stairs. She slammed the door of the closet and searched for something to defend herself with.
Her fathers footsteps grew closer, she found something cold and metallic. It was a pistol, her hands quivered with despair, the door wrenched open. Jocylnn aimed quickly and shot, her fathers corpse stumbled and fell down the stairs, dead but he's been like that for months.
The police arrived at her house about five minutes after she called.
"Hello, my name is Officer Jim Gordon, I'm going to try to help you, but in the end it's up to you" they watched as the paramedics carry the bodies into the ambulance. "Don't lose hope" His phone rang, he answered "Gordon" Gordons face grew pale "I'll be right there. Jocylnn you'll have to follow Officer Kuntz, she'll put you in good hands"
The Officer approached smiling and held out her hand. Jocylnn watched her, but didn't take her hand. She looked at Gordon "I'm sorry I gotta go, the Waynes have just been shot"