“Let me leave,”Lavender demanded as she crouched low. She looked poised to pounce, and I was ready.
“I’ll send you back to hell,” I promised and started my prayers again. Lavender stamped her feet, screamed, and howled. She tried flirting with Celt and Sunny, but they resisted her efforts. Lavender even stripped naked and undulated against the ground. Disgustingly, she touched herself and made crude comments as she did everything possible to escape me.
After another four hours, I was tiring, and Lavender realised that.
“Take a rest for half an hour,” Callie ordered and took over my role.
I grabbed a sandwich as I watched Lavender keep trying. We still had several hours of darkness left, but this was bad. We needed to destroy them. After a cup of coffee, I joined Callie, and we both raised our voices as Lavender screamed in pain.
Finally, the doors slammed open, and the demon emerged.
Yes! At last.
He snatched Lavender up, and in a slick move, broke her neck. He crawled over Lavender’s corpse in a dark mist, and before my eyes, her body disappeared, absorbed by him.
“Give me your name!” I thundered.
The demon laughed.“My name is Callum. I’m everything you wish to be.”
He took the form of a human male, all shining darkness and naked. Chey averted her eyes, but Callie held steady. The demon howled and palmed his manhood. Neither Callie nor I flinched.
The demon was trying to unsettle us and distract our focus. If he succeeded, he would break free and flee. Determined, I doubled down on my efforts, my faith in God leading the way. This monster had no right to be on this plane.
“I command you to give me your name,” I roared.
“Go fuck yourself,”the demon jeered.“Take a good look.”He motioned towards his cock, and I ignored him.
“You first,” I replied, and the demon showed surprise.
“Want me? Come and get me,”he taunted.
“Go back to hell,” I bellowed, and the demon laughed. I concentrated hard, pouring my faith into this. Sunrise wasn’t far off. And I couldn’t continue the exorcism during the day; too many witnesses.
The demon lashed out in return, and Sunny flew through the air and hit a gravestone with a loud crack. Sunny groaned once and fell still. Celt immediately snatched Chey and Callie up and began to haul them away.
“Celt! Stop! This is what it wants!” Callie yelled. She struggled against him, but Celt wasn’t backing down.
“Callie, I won’t let you get hurt or let anything happen to the baby,” Celt said grimly.
“Listen to me, it can’t cross a circle. Pour salt around you, and it won’t be able to touch you,” Callie argued.
“Not a chance in hell. We’re stopping this and getting you to safety,” Celt retorted darkly.
“Do that, and the demon will escape. It could attack a child,” Callie spat. Celt wavered, and I sensed him submit. Callie immediately began creating salt circles and shoved Chey into one. She handed Chey two bottles of Holy Water.
“Flick that at him while reciting the Lord’s Prayer. Keep repeating it, okay?” Callie ordered.
Celt was kneeling, checking on Sunny, and I saw the throw had knocked him out cold. Callie rushed around Sunny, making another protective barrier, and then knelt by her husband. She checked his pulse, and Celt gripped her shoulder.
“Sunny’s fine; look, he’s coming around. Chey can sit with him,” Celt said.
“No. We need you both to help. Move to the other circle and copy what Chey is doing. Take these bottles and also some salt. It’s blessed so that it will burn him like water. We have to stop him. Celt, demons like these, they harm kids and get off on it,” Callie explained.
Celt looked torn but got to his feet. He moved into a circle, checked where Chey was in the prayer, and then joined in.
“Sunny,” Callie said, shaking him gently.
“Babe, I’m okay.”
