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feet and fell down. “What did you go and do that for?” It cried in a whiny voice. His beady eyes flashed fear.
“You have been stalking me.” Despite how frightened I was, I kept my voice strong.
“Yes. But not because I wanted to. The powerful one commanded me, and I was powerless to disobey. Put the crux away! It offends me!” he moaned.
“You’re a demon,” I called, continuing to wield the tiny crucifix.
“Yes. But I am not here to hurt you. I have come to warn you.” He was kneeling on the ground, his hands covering his head.
“You lie! Demons lie all the time.”
“I am aware of our less-than-immaculate reputation, but I am telling the truth. Please! Put it away.” He peeked out from behind his arm to see if I was listening.
Crouched on the ground amid the sand and scrub brush, the monster didn’t seem very monstrous. I started feeling sorry for him. I put the crucifix in my pocket. “Get up!” I called.
The creature hopped to his feet. “Thank you. I am Ibwa,” he said extending his hand. His voice was now friendly, but I didn’t trust his darting eyes.
“I am not going to shake your hand.”
“Of course not.” He didn’t seem offended as he withdrew it.
“I saw you last week,” I said. “You were in our garden.”
“Yes. It was you who stole my supper.”
“The headless bird?” I asked, incredulous.
“Yes, but I do not mind. I know how delicious flying things are. And I still got the best part.”A lizard-like tongue snaked out and licked his lips. He was referring to the bird’s missing head. Disgusting.
“If you came to warn me, why didn’t you warn me last week?” I was holding my ground. For some reason I felt on equal footing with the demon.
“Last week I was under the powerful one’s command. Not anymore.”
I considered his words. He seemed sincere. “Okay. So, what’s the warning?”
The creature looked around as if someone might overhear. He lowered his voice. “Do not let him have it. He will do anything to get his hands on it. The book will make the powerful one even more powerful.”
“Book? I don’t know anything about a book,” I replied quickly. The demon was trying to get me to admit the existence of The Book of Calls . No way! No matter how helpful he was trying to sound, I knew better than to trust a demon with my secret.
The creature looked at me,confused. A slow smile slithered across his thin red lips. “Ah, I see! You lie, too. You are not very good at it.” He chuckled.
“EEE-BWAAAA!” A loud voice crackled in the air. I looked over my shoulder. Harrison was now standing in the garden near the back door. Beautiful, shiny black angel wings protruded from his back. His arms were extended as if he were preacher in the pulpit. “I command you…”
Before he could get the words out, the Ibwa took off, bouncing behind a bush and over the wall. He was gone in no time.
“I command ya to come back here!” Harrison cried, taking off after the demon. With one powerful flap of his wings, he bound over the wall and was out of sight in a matter of seconds.
It was then I noticed Guy had entered the garden as well, a look of horror was on his face. He rushed to me and swept me into his arms.
“Sweetheart, are you all right?”
Sweetheart. Wow! Sweetheart was not a word you’d normally hear coming out of a high school boy’s mouth, even when he was talking to his girlfriend. It was the first time anyone other than my mother or grandmother had ever called me sweetheart. I literally swooned.
I’m going to need to be rescued from demons more often, I thought.
I looked into Guy’s eyes. The expression on his face was so pained, it caught me off guard.
“I’m all right,” I said, stroking the back of his neck.
“We were almost too late,” his voice was trembling. “Another few minutes and the demon would have killed you.” He rested a weary head on my shoulder.
“He wasn’t here to hurt me.”
Guy drew back and stared at
“You have been stalking me.” Despite how frightened I was, I kept my voice strong.
“Yes. But not because I wanted to. The powerful one commanded me, and I was powerless to disobey. Put the crux away! It offends me!” he moaned.
“You’re a demon,” I called, continuing to wield the tiny crucifix.
“Yes. But I am not here to hurt you. I have come to warn you.” He was kneeling on the ground, his hands covering his head.
“You lie! Demons lie all the time.”
“I am aware of our less-than-immaculate reputation, but I am telling the truth. Please! Put it away.” He peeked out from behind his arm to see if I was listening.
Crouched on the ground amid the sand and scrub brush, the monster didn’t seem very monstrous. I started feeling sorry for him. I put the crucifix in my pocket. “Get up!” I called.
The creature hopped to his feet. “Thank you. I am Ibwa,” he said extending his hand. His voice was now friendly, but I didn’t trust his darting eyes.
“I am not going to shake your hand.”
“Of course not.” He didn’t seem offended as he withdrew it.
“I saw you last week,” I said. “You were in our garden.”
“Yes. It was you who stole my supper.”
“The headless bird?” I asked, incredulous.
“Yes, but I do not mind. I know how delicious flying things are. And I still got the best part.”A lizard-like tongue snaked out and licked his lips. He was referring to the bird’s missing head. Disgusting.
“If you came to warn me, why didn’t you warn me last week?” I was holding my ground. For some reason I felt on equal footing with the demon.
“Last week I was under the powerful one’s command. Not anymore.”
I considered his words. He seemed sincere. “Okay. So, what’s the warning?”
The creature looked around as if someone might overhear. He lowered his voice. “Do not let him have it. He will do anything to get his hands on it. The book will make the powerful one even more powerful.”
“Book? I don’t know anything about a book,” I replied quickly. The demon was trying to get me to admit the existence of The Book of Calls . No way! No matter how helpful he was trying to sound, I knew better than to trust a demon with my secret.
The creature looked at me,confused. A slow smile slithered across his thin red lips. “Ah, I see! You lie, too. You are not very good at it.” He chuckled.
“EEE-BWAAAA!” A loud voice crackled in the air. I looked over my shoulder. Harrison was now standing in the garden near the back door. Beautiful, shiny black angel wings protruded from his back. His arms were extended as if he were preacher in the pulpit. “I command you…”
Before he could get the words out, the Ibwa took off, bouncing behind a bush and over the wall. He was gone in no time.
“I command ya to come back here!” Harrison cried, taking off after the demon. With one powerful flap of his wings, he bound over the wall and was out of sight in a matter of seconds.
It was then I noticed Guy had entered the garden as well, a look of horror was on his face. He rushed to me and swept me into his arms.
“Sweetheart, are you all right?”
Sweetheart. Wow! Sweetheart was not a word you’d normally hear coming out of a high school boy’s mouth, even when he was talking to his girlfriend. It was the first time anyone other than my mother or grandmother had ever called me sweetheart. I literally swooned.
I’m going to need to be rescued from demons more often, I thought.
I looked into Guy’s eyes. The expression on his face was so pained, it caught me off guard.
“I’m all right,” I said, stroking the back of his neck.
“We were almost too late,” his voice was trembling. “Another few minutes and the demon would have killed you.” He rested a weary head on my shoulder.
“He wasn’t here to hurt me.”
Guy drew back and stared at
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