As we all fell to the floor in exhaustion, we glanced around the newly decorated room. I was astonished at how much the atmosphere of a room could change, just by adding in a few decorations. I was supposed to have a party for Halloween, it was supposed to be the biggest event of my year, Annalyeses Halloween Bash the biggest event at my old school. Everyone looked forward to it, because I know how to throw a party.
Sadly, my father was reappointed positions in his job and we had to move, to a completely different country. I, with my parents, younger sister, Avira, and older brother Castiel, are now living in the United States. Weve been here about Id say five months now, and I love it here. I miss the party I used to have, but the get together with my new friends, and the best friends a girl could ask for in a new town, is all that I want this year.
The only thing, is that I have a secret. And I dont know how most my friends would react. I told my best friend, Isis, about my secret, and she accepted it fully. Oddly enough, we share the same secret. Were both what you call psychic, but our connection goes farther than that.. Were both tainted with demon blood. This is something we both thought we were alone in dealing with, but we found each other. Weve been inseparable ever since, and it helps we live next door to each other.
Isis, is a tall, slender brunette with blonde and pink highlights, hazel eyes, and a smile that could light up a room. I am also tall and slender, but with black hair and blue highlights, and dark brown eyes. My brother, Castiel, is a year older than myself, similar style and looks, almost like twins, except he has short spiky hair. Avira, is the complete opposite. Its hard to believe shes our sister. Shes only 13, but you can already tell shes a lot different than us. Sometimes youd mistake her as a niece or cousin, but its true.. Shes a petite blonde, and is interested in nothing that my brother and I are into. We believe in the things most dont, and are different. But, enough about us, lets get to the real happenings..
Isis and I laid on the couch after we had all finished decorating. Castiel and Charisma laid on the floor next to the lit fireplace and Dorian was in the chair next to the bay window. We all sat there now, staring at the walls, looking at how well we decorated. My parents were barely ever home, so it was sort of like an Our Space type of thing. Castiel and I get along perfectly, and this works out well. The only little problem we have, is who watches out for our sister. So, for the times when they are away, we hire a babysitter of sorts to take care of her.. Tonight though, she was staying at a friends house, and it was just my friends and I alone in the house..
We wanted to find something to do, and we all have costumes. For Castiel and I, it wasnt hard, given our wardrobe we had plenty of things to put on.. Charisma was already in her outfit, she was dressed as a dead nurse, like from the movie Silent Hill and looked amazing, as usual. Dorian was dressed as a goth, even though he in general was. Castiel headed to his room to change into his clothes.. Isis and I headed to my room to get ours. The two of us were dressing identically, well, outside that is. Isis chose to wear a black and blue tripp skirt, with black tights under it, and a tight fitting corset top. I was in close to the same, only black and blue, with pants and knee high boots. The room suddenly began to smell of sulfur and we looked around, seeing a black mist fly past the window. We thought nothing of it at the time, but later, we would regret that decision.
That night, we were all going to find a place to do our séance on Halloween night, which was two nights away. We were going to try and raise the spirits, to feel their energy surround us, and possibly manifest them into the living world. To see and feel their presence here, would be unlike anything that most of us had experienced. Given Isis and mes experience, and Castiels, being hes my brother, the others had no idea how real what we were doing was. We have always said we believe in what were doing, but if they believe us or not, is unknown. A little past 11pm, we walked out of the house and to Castiels truck. We drove abut 45 mins down the road, and came to a large patch of woods. We walked into the woods, carrying the table and bags for the altar. Dorians father owned nearly 45 acres, so the land we were working on was safe, we could set up our stuff, and leave it there. His father was out of town on business. So we had free roam of anything there was. Dorian and Castiel lead the way through the thick brush, Buzz buzz buzz we heard something call, realizing at once it was the buzz of the beehive just through the clearing on our left. We still had a ways to go, so we continued walking without looking back.
Once we finally reached our destination, we noticed that Charisma wasnt with us, and thought that maybe, she had gotten lost in the woods on the way here. Dorian wasnt the least bit worried, which, shocked us because he cared so deeply for her. Something had to be up. We all wondered about this, when I heard the bushes behind me begin to shake, and the faint sound of laughter coming out of them. I figured it best to play along, so I sat there, acting oblivious to the fact that Charisma was trying to scare me, something shed been trying to do since we met each other.
RAWR!!!! She screamed, and seconds later, jumped out with a loud thud as her foot caught on a vine and she tripped, falling face first into a puddle of mud from the rain the previous night. Her face was now as muddy as a mud pit and, should her face have been able to be seen, shed have been white like a sheet from embarrassment. She went to get cleaned up at a nearby abandoned house keepers place, that still had running water.
While she was away, we began setting up the altar. Castiel, Isis and I were very happy that no one really knew the powers of Altars and what they are used for. We needed blood, bones, incents, a picture, if possible, old markings and a Latin incantation. A few other things needed were the table, or altar, as we were using it for and the black satin cloth, sheet, that we used to cover it. We also had a box, with the above stated items in it, we had bones, a vial of blood, crushed herbs and pictures. We were tying this to the each of us, so there was two pictures of us going into this.
Charisma had returned now, and we were all set up. Tonight, we were running through a practice run of what was going to go down on Halloween night. Yes, what we were doing was very real, tonight we would be conjuring a weak powered demon. Isis and I had the ability to exercise it back to hell using only our minds. We also had abilities that the other didnt, I could move things by thinking about it, Telekinesis, and the power to make and manipulate fire, or Pyrokinesis. Isis, was able to manipulate ice, and had visions or premonitions. We had come into our powers at early ages. I was only 5, Isis was 7. Our families were mostly ignorant to that which happened when we were younger. A demon, had come into our houses, and bled into our mouths, mixing its blood with our own. Why, neither of us know yet, but were working on finding out. Our mothers had been unlucky enough to walk into our nurseries while this demon was there, and he pinned her to the ceiling and killed her. Ripped out her insides, and set the house ablaze. Our fathers, and brothers got us out. Neither of them had known what happened. Isis and I only know, because other demons, and spirits and the like, show themselves to us, to get help, or try to hurt us. It was the night of our 6 month birthday, so we shouldnt remember it this clearly, but we do.
Castiel lit the incenses and Isis and I began the chant: Deus, conditor et defensor generis humani, qui hominem ad imaginem tuam formasti: respice super hunc famulum tuum, qui dolis immundi spiritus appetitur, -- The winds began to pic up speed around us. The blood poured into the bowl, and stirred with the leg bone of a black cat. The air was beginning to smell like sulfur, much like when a person strikes a match to start fire. The air around us also began to rise in a thick black smoke coming up to take the shape of a body, as we continued the chant, Castiel, now joining in, with Charisma and Dorian staring obviously taken aghast at what was going on around them. -- quem vetus adversarius, antiques hostis terrae, formidinis horrore circumvolat, et sensum mentis humanae stupore defigit, terrore conturbat, et metu trepidi timoris exagitat. We finished the chant, and the black smoke now surrounded the ring we had made as its entrance point. I stared at it a moment, and it, with no eyes to stare back, looked as though it was looking back at me. Inside the ring of salt it stayed, inside where it couldnt hurt or possess one of us. It told me that the one Isis and I sought out would be coming for us soon enough and for us to be ready to leave our families behind or the greater demon would be taking them to an early grave much like our mothers had been many years ago.