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Natalie Kay Osborne (natalieosborne) wrote,
@ 2003-07-08 12:01:00
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    Current mood: pleased

    eDemon
    After my Chem class I went back to Morrow where Beth and Mr. Harris gave me the low down on what they were talking about when I left. Apparently there are some odd students leaving at the same time every night, they take the same classes, they dress the same, and they do just about everything together at the same time, as well as visit a whole bunch of occult chatrooms asking around for summoning advice. Sounds like some kind of weird cult to me. I noticed that Ramone was sitting in the corner sewing, so I went over to talk to him. He was apparently sewing some kind of leotard outfit, but though he said they were for Mitran and me, they weren't for us to wear. I tried to ask him more about it, but he was being all cryptic and would only say that it was part of my new training program. It's really nice of him to be doing all this work just for me. I would offer to help him sew but I'm a horrible seamstress. I just wish he would let me in on his plan. He's one of the few guys I like hanging out with. All the other boys I know back at the country club are nothing but a bunch of pretentious perverted snobs. Sometimes I wonder if Ramone has another motive for doing all this for me besides wanting to become a watcher...

    Mr. Harris called up Giles for advice, and from there we learned about Molok, this demon who promises everything to his followers then kills them. Apparently Mr. Harris had to deal with Molok along time ago when he was accidently scanned onto the internet. The main slayer, Buffy, destroyed him when they trapped him inside a robot body, but Giles said that he could've found a way back. I wish I could meet Buffy some day. Mr. Harris said that she's the longest living slayer, and I'd like to live a long time like her too. Maybe she can give me some tips. I'd give anything just to train with her one day.

    I was thinking of just following the occult group to where they gathered, but Mitran had a better idea. He said that he'd infiltrate the group since he nearly fits the description of the blond haired blue eyed history major who knows about demons. While Mitran went into the computer lab to try to get in nice with the Children of the Corn, I waited outside behind a tree to make sure he'd get help quick if something should happen. Luckily nothing did and he was invited into their group to join them in their final ceremony that would bring forth Molok. I hope Mitran knows what he's doing.

    When Mitran and I confirmed to Mr. Harris that the students were were going to summon Molok from the internet, Twitch started going off into another rant, but this time we actually understood what he said! Alot of it was filled with jumbled nonsense, but basically Twitch came upon the idea that Molok wasn't truly deleted and had managed to repair his file. Twitch also had a theory that we could trap Molok into a closed computer network with the help of Ramone's magic. Mr. Harris seemed to agree to the plan and while Twitch set up a computer network in the shape of a pentagram, we all piled into smaller cars and followed Mitran and the freak cult students to an old baseball field.

    When we got there, the summoning was already in progress, so I took my bow and circled around to have a good vantage point to shoot from should Molok emerge. It was then that a demon emerged, but he didn't look like Molok in Mr. Harris's book. Apparantely he's supposed to be some sort of guard, so I aimed my bow and watched for Mr. Harris' and Mitran's cue.

    Then something happened to the summoning circle because the laptop that was sitting in the middle of their pentagram started flashing skull and crossbones. Twitch did it! He got the virus into the network and trapped Molok! Go Twitch! Maybe I won't be so hard on him next time he ruins my plans to get information out of a vampire. Unfortunately we still had the very very ugly guard demon to deal with. I shot it straight through the head, but that didn't seem to phase it. It just yelled a bunch and looked like a bad Steve Martin impression. The only thing that seemed to phase it at all was Dwane, who's silver bullet gun shot a huge chunk out of it. Darn it, I wish I had silver tipped arrows, but at least I was causing the demon pain which distracted it a bit. The demon started struggling with something, which was when I saw Ramone across the field, clutching the chain-link fence in fierce concentration. He was holding the demon back with his powers! I didn't know Ramone was powerful enough to hold back such a large beast like that. After Mitran hit the demon with his axe, and Beth stuck a stake up his nose, the demon started struggling against Ramone and broke free! That's when I saw Ramone get his face slammed against the fence. I felt so helpless, not being able to do any real damage to the demon or protect my friends very well. I shot the demon in the eye, which irritated it so much that it didn't have time to resist when Dwane shot another hole in its shoulder. Then I saw Ramone gather himself back up with the fiercest look I've ever seen on his face and the demon shot up in the air while clutching at his neck like something was choking him. Wow, that was a sight I could tell you. That was when Dwane walked up to the demon all cool like, pointed his gun at its head, and shot it dead.

    Then I saw Ramone double over in pain. Everyone else had the demon thing covered, and since I know nothing about demons I ran over to Ramone to help him out. He was bleeding profusely from his nose and he was barely standing on his own. I was worried about the blood loss, but he seemed much better after I stopped the nose bleed with my hankerchief. He finally stopped struggling with me too and let me fix him up. I wish I knew more about first aid, all the first aid stuff I know deals with horses, and Ramone is definately not a horse! lol. He looked pretty worn out after all this, I hope he's not too mentally sore. I think I might bring him some chicken noodle soup. Chicken noodle soup cures everything! :)



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