Chapter 2: Twelve Horns

Now freed, Anja swung the sword up and caught the handle as she ran toward the kitchen.

Get away, get away, get AWAY, Anja thought.

Boom! Boom! BOOM-BOOM!

The demon tailed her, and tackled her into the kitchen wall, crumbling it. On the way down, Twelve Horns sank his fangs into Anja’s neck. She screamed and felt air beneath her as she fell to the floor. Before her back touched the ground, before she got trapped underneath the demon, Anja projected her spirit through Twelve Horns and appeared standing behind it.

The force of Twelve Horns crashing to the floor shook the house.

On the front porch, Dante turned from resting his back on the door. “What the hell was that?”

Peeking through the porch window, he saw the lower half of the kitchen wall bulldozed.

Anja appeared asleep not too far from the damage, but Dante knew where she had gone.

“Oh, Anja.” Dante touched the window. “Be strong.”

As Twelve Horns rose to its hooves, Anja dispersed her energy into the air around her.

The demon charged her, ramming with its horns again, but went right through her. It paced back through her transparent apparition. Through her again on its way back toward the front door. Roaring in frustration, the demon stopped and stood before Anja to slash her again. From every angle, the demon attempted to hurt her, but couldn’t. Anja watched its wrath evolve to savage brutality.

The more the demon wanted to claw her head clean off her shoulders, the more hatred suffocated the air. An asthmatic grip on Anja’s lungs left her gasping and dampened her skin with sweat. The negativity of the demon canceled out Anja’s energy reserves floating around her. If she couldn’t solidify to exorcise the demon, she wouldn’t have the energy to return to her body, only to make it back to Purgatory. There, she would die and join the Afterlife.

All I need is my hand, she thought.

The demon attempted to shred layers of Anja’s flesh and anatomy to peel away her life in the most painful way possible. Not being able to rip her to ribbons infuriated the demon, and it expelled all of its focus into its desire to kill her.

That’s it’s weakness. I might have a window of a few seconds, she thought, but here goes everything I’ve got.

2 thoughts on “Chapter 2: Twelve Horns

    1. Really? What is your book called? I loved your Fragment From the Lost Vampire Tomes, and would love to read more of your work!! Thank you. I loved Constantine, felt it nailed Hell and demons perfectly but with a badass twist.


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