Damien Skylar chapter 6 by ArtemisDawnXXX
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Damien learns who he is. Valeria reconciles. , *Author’s note- This is mine, do not steal. This is chapter 6 of the series, if you haven’t read the others I suggest you go do so. This contains flashes of non consent and murder, I do not condone, nor should you go out and do it. The symbols later on are satanic, the A with the circle around it represents animal/human sacrifices it, it can also stand for anarchy, the second symbol, the triangle, is used to confine demonic forces during rituals. This story will be posted on the account xxxArtemisDawnxxx on literotica.com and on ArtemisDawnXXX on XNXX.com. *
‘…’ thoughts
*…’s POV* Point of veiw change
<…> memories
Chapter 6
*Part 15*
*Shelly’s POV*
Flashes pass through her mind as quick as lightning through her apologies she’s speaking out loud. I feel weighed down with grief as she relieves over and over the night I screamed Selene’s name, and what happened about an hour ago.
When she murdered me.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”
“I’m sorry, please, I’m sorry…”
“Please forgive me, please, please, please…”
I try to get through to her, but she’s incoherent as she relives what she wants me to understand. ‘Val baby, I know its not your fault.’ It falls on def “ears.”
“So sorry.”
“Make it stop, it hurts.”
“He made me do it.”
“Sorry, I’m sorry…blood…”
“Your blood…my hands..I killed…so sorry…”
‘Valerie…’
“NO! PLEASE!”
“He’s murdered you, I didn’t, he made me.”
I feel Val shudder, and I wrap my consciousness around her’s, trying to calm her. It works slightly and her speech becomes more coherent.
‘Val, why did he do this?’
“To release his Master, he used us, he’s been planning this for a long time. I…I know what he’s going to do.”
I feel a hope burning inside me, and Valerie feels it to, I sense it slowly building her own spirit and she talks more firmly.
“He’s going to turn Damien back into Demkian, then he will have him use Selene as he did to his lover, Aikatherine. First he had to have 10 souls of the Bloodline hunters from her family, descending from Aikatherine’s brother Adelphose, her parents and sister were almost enough, but she was the last.”
‘What do you mean, what he did to his lover.’ Images flash through her mind and I feel sick at what I see. Betrayal, murder, and desecrating her corpse, just to gain his Daemon powers.
‘Do you think we could get there and stop him? Do you know where they are.’
I feel her search through her “memories” that were left by Kerberos’ invasion, then I feel joy radiate through her. “I know where they are, and maybe, just maybe, we can save Damien and Selene.”
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*Damien’s POV*
I stare at Kerberos shocked. ‘His son? Its not possible.’ He chuckles at my expression. “It seems as if you don’t believe me. You are my son Demkian, we were together every since you were born…in 1876.” I shake my head violently and shout, “Liar!”
He grabs my face roughly, his eyes blazing with anger. “Don’t you dare call me a liar Demkian.” He says menacingly. “You are mine, you couldn’t kill the girl because she reminded you of your mother, the only human you ever loved and regretted killing.” My gaze on him falters as he continues explaining, it seems to hit some part of my brain that recognizes what he says.
“Because of your weakness the human part of your brain awoke, and put your Daemon side for the most part asleep, it made your forget your past, and put a happy fairytale in its place instead. The only place that side of you could become apparent was in your dreams, it showed you scenes from your past and things you wanted to do in the present.” I stare at him astonished, the things he’s saying making sense. I shake my head violently. “No! It isn’t true!” I shout at him, trying to block is haunting gaze from my mind.
“It is Demkian. Here, let me show you the truth.” He releases my throat, and extends a fingertip to my forehead, I feel warmth radiate from where he touches me, and everything goes dark.
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I see a small flickering light at first, like a candle, warm and glowing somberly. I walk towards it, extending my hand, when the rooms suddenly illuminates showing the scene before me. Everything is illuminated by candles, the furniture is pushed against the walls, to make room for the scene in the middle.
There is a human body lying on the floor, a naked female, her throat is slit from ear to ear, and I see cum leaking from her exposed pussy. Kerberos is kneeling by her head, chanting something in a language I don’t know.
‘Latin.’ My mind puts it together, almost like I’ve heard these words before. I then notice a carving in the girls stomach, it’s a letter A with a circle around it, the blood slowly trickling down her sides. There’s also another symbol, a triangle surrounding her body, its painted in her blood and seems to glow slightly. As I watch, Kerberos’ chanting become louder and I start to see a dark smoky shape appear above the girl. It appears to be the shape of a human, except much bigger, about 15 feet tall, and huge bulging muscles. He starts to become more apparent. He’s transparent, but I can see him clearly now. His skin is pitch black, and his eyes are a blazing red, he’s similar to Kerberos.
He has a massive wingspan, but from were ours are bat-like, his a bird-like. His feathers are pure white, except the tips which look as if they’ve been dipped in blood. ‘A fallen angel.’ My mind fills in.
He stands there naked, his flaccid cock hanging from his body, it’s a good 14 inches.
“Master Demogorgon.” Kerberos says, bowing down to him.
“Kerberos, why have you summoned me?” Kerberos sits back up, keeping his eyes steady, even though I see him shaking slightly. “Master, I haven’t been able to create the weapon we need. No woman here seems pure enough to do such a task.”
“You must finish this task if you want to set me free Kerberos. We need the boy your sister’s book described. I mixture of Daemon and human blood, he will be unstoppable. He will be the only one able to free me. He must be the ones to kill the Hunters, your only task was to make yourself the first Daemon so you could create the boy.”
“I know Master, because there will be a small part of his human form that will feel guilty for killing them, and it will cause emotional turmoil within him, making him able to release your from your prison.” Demogorgon steps as close as he can get to Kerberos. “Why do you put up this prison when you summon me?”
“Master, with you still chained in the other realm, it would be disastrous to summon you without the protection, its able to have you keep your form here, instead of being wounded.”
“Very well. The next time I see you Kerberos, You better have delivered what you promised. Go find a sow, and have a son so you can release me!”
“Ye-yes Master.” He says bowing and the dissolving the spell and sending Demogorgon back.
“I will find a suitable mother for my child.” Kerberos says and walks from the room.
Then the scene dissolves and forms a different memory. It’s a dark street, lanterns creating a dim glow. Carriages line the sides of the street haphazardly. There is no one around. I’m up on a rooftop. A light drizzle is lightly covering everything, and somehow dampening my hair. I look across from me at the other roofs, and see Kerberos stalking across them.