The Demon Hunter Trilogy~

[aldrain]

So a little while ago I posted a challenge thread about making a story out of a song, using the lyrics as dialogue. Well I decided to use a similar idea, but actually, it is completely different. Instead of using the dialogue, you use the album title as the story title, and then you have to have as many chapters as there are tracks, and the chapter titles have to be the track names.

So here goes:

The Demon Hunter Trilogy~ Part 1: The World is a Thorn
Chapter 1: Descending Upon Us

October 31, 1982

Halloween. A time when children run around in poorly fashioned costumes to collect obscene amounts of candy, microwave popcorn, and soda pop. For the children this is a fun carefree event! For demons, yes, demons, it is the perfect opportunity to worm their ways into the unsuspecting teenagers playing, seemingly, innocent games. Unfortunately they know not the power they are unleashing upon themselves, if they forgo their caution and their common sense.

Sara Martin was a fourteen year old who desired love. Her parents were always hard at work, and she was left to always watch her little brother Franklin. He was only ten, and was a complete burden on her social life. So whenever she was given the opportunity she would ditch her brother, leaving him to play with his army men and train sets. She had to keep up her image, even if it meant doing things her parents would kill her over.

Tonight was the night that she would go to the Hideaway with her friends, and never come back. Tonight she would finally break down the final walls of her soul.

Sara had missed her chance to catch a ride with her friends to the Hideaway. Her parents had made her change out of her some-what questionable schoolgirl costume, but a senior was driving all of her friends over there, and by God he was her dream man! He knew how to treat a lady! Well he ought to, she thought; he had dated the entire junior class. So Sara Martin walked along the beaten path to the old barn, which had become her secret meeting place, for her and her friends. It was only a few blocks away from her mid sized home. Five minutes later she made it to the Hideaway, and heard squeals of joy coming from inside.

Sara slid the over sized door open enough for her to squeeze in and closed it, with a light thud. Some of her friends were huddled around an oil lamp playing with some white board. She didn’t care too much though, she was looking for that hunk of a senior… then she saw his car, parked towards the back of the rather large barn. She waved to her friends and the motioned for her to join them. So she walked over and plopped down to her friend Jen.

“Where is he?” Sara whispered. She felt it was necessary to whisper, she didn’t want kids trick-or-treating at the house just down the road to hear them if they passed the Hideaway.

“James? Oh he’s uh, spending some time with Becky…”

“What?!” Sara tried to keep her voice down.

“Yeah… James asked where you were, but he decided he could have fun with Becky too.”

Sara felt a wave of jealousy, no, animosity, take over her senses. She felt this strange prick at the back of her mind. The shadows deepened and she stood, dusted off her jeans, and stormed over to James’ car. She stopped short of the car when she heard moaning. James moaning. She became overcome with such ferocious anger that she kicked his door. WUMPH! Suddenly she regretted it because James sat up, wiped his mouth on his jacket sleeve and gave her this… look. Sara backed off instantly, but before she turned back she swear she couldn’t see his eyes. They were black.

Thinking what she just saw a light trick, she decided to leave them be. Sara spent the evening gossiping with her friends. Eventually Sara was coaxed into playing with this ‘wee gee’ board. At first nothing would happen. But then they would hear voices, and things would move. It was a wonderful fright! The girls were having a blast, but something kept nagging at Sara. That prick at the back of her mind was growing stronger. It was beginning to engulf her thoughts. They were becoming dark, and she honestly didn’t care. She didn’t care much about herself. She didn’t mind loosing her virginity at 14 years old, she didn’t mind drinking with her friends, and she didn’t mind getting high. Whatever she could do to feel loved and get attention, she would do, without thought.

So when James finally rejoined the group, without Becky, Sara found her chance to cozy up to him. Sara had already apologized for being late, and James didn’t mind, he was just happy to see her smile. At that point Sara was smitten, but at the same moment, that prick had become a full hand, gripping her consciousness. The shadows became so black that they seemed to engulf even the light. The ‘wee gee’ board lifted from the ground and the girls were screeching, laughing, or awed at the sight. It moved towards Sara, and she picked up the marker laying an arms length away, and she wrote a word. She had lost complete control over herself. That word? It surged through her body like a disease. Ba’al.
The archdemon, who had impersonated a god, successfully, consumed her. She didn’t fight it, because it told her it loved her. And soon she felt two other voices. They were called Snake and Blaz. Sara’s eyes blackened, and the girls became curious.

“Oh god, girls, I think I’m going to be sick! He stood and jogged a few feet and vomited. Sara began to laugh. Her voice sounded deeper, and darker.

“Poor boy. Didn’t know that there were side effects of being possessed, and then let go.” James turned suddenly terrified.

“Girls… you guys need to leave. Sara and I need to have a chat.” When the girls didn’t listen to him he yelled: “LEAVE! Get out of here you brats!” The girls huffed, packed up their things and left, but they only walked a few feet and decided to sneak around back, to see what they were going to do. They were indeed foolish, but they didn’t know what this all was.

They snuck in through the back door, and took cover behind James’ car.

“Sara, are you feeling okay?”

“Yes of course James, I am just peachy. By the way, how did Becky taste?”
James glared at Sara, who was not Sara anymore.

“I told you that there wasn’t to be ANY killing. I would welcome you as my god, and I would do all that you asked! So why?!”

“I grew bored you fool! A demon is NEVER satisfied. You should know that by now.” Ba’al/Sara’s laugh echoed off the walls, and ended in a low rumble.

“I did know that… and you know why you started to loose your hold on me don’t you? I’ve been hearing of this guy. He died on a cross. His name is Je-ack!” Ba’al/Sara surged forward in a blink of an eye and covered his mouth.

“Yes, but you don’t believe it do you?” She released his mouth.

“Not… entirely, no.”

“ But you believe in demon’s because you can see them?”

“Of course.”

“Then you are an utter fool. God exists. His son”- Ba’al/Sara spat upon the ground, “exists, angels and demons exist, but you can only see demons because I let you only see demons!”

James fell to his knees then. He was so overwhelmed to know that he had been fighting such truth all along. He began to weep, and then a scream penetrated the air. They hadn’t left! James shot up and bolted towards the car, but a black tentacle slapped is ankle and he face planted. The girls had discovered Becky’s limp and gored body in the backseat of James’ car. Stricken with sheer panic the bolted towards the front door. The girls were tripped one by one. Their screams shrieked across the neighborhood, and black tentacles protruding from Ba’al/Sara’s back mauled them. Ten minutes later their screams were either silent, or slight whimpers of unearthly pain as Blaz and Snake consumed their souls. The demons forced themselves upon the girls, and made them accept them, because they promised to let the girls live. Lies of course.

Ba’al/Sara strutted over to James, who lied upon the ground shaking. Tears rolling down his face. Ba’al/Sara, straddled him and leaned in seductively. This time Sara seemed to be talking.

“He loves me James. I could show you that love,” She giggled and bit his lip playfully. James head butted her as hard as he could. She recoiled, spat upon him and ran out of the barn. James let his head slam back on the wooden planks. His forehead was bleeding a little. He rolled over, slowly, and tried to stand. His ankle was twisted but he managed to limp over to the mangled remains of the girls. All of them dead, except one, she was huddled in the corner, and her leg seemed broken. She picked up a can and threw it at him.

“You… you killed Becky! Why?!” Tears poured down her face.

“No. Jen listen to me. You have to listen okay? You have to tell the cops that a man kidnapped Sara, and that he killed your friends. I need you to tell them that it was just you guys. I have to find Sara. I have to or else it will kill her, and I can’t have the police looking for me. Okay?”

Jen just looked at him. She clutched the cross around her neck and nodded. She knew that something had happened here, something that the Bible had made known to her. James helped Jen over to the front of the barn, pushed the door open and told her to yell for help, after he drove away. Again she nodded, and as James limped back to his car, she said: “Find her. Promise me?” James nodded, jumped into his car and started it. He looked back, saw Becky’s body and gagged. He pulled her out of his back seat and laid her on the floor. “I’m so, so sorry…” He maneuvered around the bodies and drove off into the night. He knew where to go. And if he didn’t he could see the demons roaming the earth and just ask them.


This is the first song on the album:

http://youtu.be/IyofOYhAX6w

[Incognito]

@^@ that...was...good yet unnerving nice job sir .
almost as scary as the slender man ad on toonami last night.

[KingdomKey]

I'm going to assume there will be two more chapters after this? I can not wait to find out what happens next, it was so dang good. You told it very well, Aldrain. Especially the demon half of it! I kind of feel bad for those girls but I'm happy to see one of them make it out of there alive.

[aldrain]

I'm going to assume there will be two more chapters after this? I can not wait to find out what happens next, it was so dang good. You told it very well, Aldrain. Especially the demon half of it! I kind of feel bad for those girls but I'm happy to see one of them make it out of there alive.

Ahem. 12 more actually. Then two more big chunks. It's going to be in a short story format, but it will be rather lengthy by the end of it all.
Part to will be titled: "True Defiance" and part three: "Storm the Gates of Hell". My plan is to jump ahead about twenty years, introduce the real main character and get the ball rolling. Since I have twelve chapters to work with for this section, I need to keep things moving if possible. Also the chapters tend to mimic the tone of the song it is based on. If you would like, I can post a link with the song with each new chapter. Be forewarned because it is metal :3

Glad you both enjoyed it, though. I assume you will come back for more?

Chapter 2 here we come!


Chapter 2: Lifewar

August 20, 2011

Chicago, The Windy City. Typically a well respected city, with a corrupt and dark underbelly. Unfortunately, that dark and corrupt underbelly showed its face to a dedicated detective: Franklin Martin, now known as Frank. So on this particularly hot and humid August afternoon, Frank and his partner, Joshua Hascal, had finally caught a huge break in their three-year drug running bust. One of the runners had slipped up, and not a moment too late, the group was about to pack up and city hop to New York. This was now or never!

So Frank and Joshua were currently tailing one of the drug running grunts back to their base. Frank had waited for this day. He could finally wrap this up, and get back to his long running case- the kidnapping of his sister about twenty-two years ago. The cops had given up on finding her because they were two busy trying to find the brute that killed five teenage girls. Since then, Frank has been rather uneasy on Halloween, but he also has been dedicated to finding his sister and finding the serial killer who had killed the girls. More recently there have been killings matching the MO of the killer who had killed the girls and (presumably kidnapped) his sister.

“Frank, hey, slow down! You don’t want him to see us.” Joshua reminded Frank.

“Yeah, sorry. I just got to thinking about Sara’s case.”

“I feel for you Frank, but now is not the time for that. We HAVE to make this bust. Now!”

“Right, right. Hey, he’s pulling into that parking lot. You have to be kidding me!” Frank was dumbfounded that they hadn’t realized this was the operations storehouse. The old post office, which had burned down a few years ago, was rebuilt for the most part, but the Mayor had decided to build a new building closer to City Hall. It was all starting to make sense. The Mayor had to be in on this!

“Well. This is interesting. It seems like we have a little bit of a bigger issue on our hands. It seems corruption is involved in this. The Mayor is going down with these yahoos, isn’t he?”

“Afraid so. Unless his lawyers can brainwash people into thinking that it was just a coincidence.” Frank was giddy. He knew the Mayor was trouble, but he couldn’t prove his hunch. Now? He could. He watched the bald, seemingly Hispanic man, leave his car in the parking lot, and run inside. Frank took initiative and called for backup. No sooner did he hang up the phone, the man came bolting out the front door, on fire. Frank and Joshua exchanged looks, and bolted from their cars, guns drawn. The Hispanic man was rolling on the ground but the fire was burning greater.

“HEEEELP!!!” He cried. Frank tried to find some thing to put the fire out with, and decided to check for a fire extinguisher in the old Post Office.

“Joshua, stay wit him, I’ll see if I can find a fire extinguisher! Call for an ambulance!” Joshua pulled out his cell and dialed. Frank lost track of time from that point. The man was burning and the building may be full of hostiles. He didn’t care, that man needed help! Frank ran in yelling for everybody to get down. He rounded the corner into the main room and stopped cold. His gun fell from his hands and clattered on the floor.

“Oh my God,” he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Ten men lay on the floor, their chests ripped open. Frank doubled over and fell to his knees. Wiping vomit from his mouth he struggled to stand. He was cold and covered with gooseflesh. This was… the work of the killer he had been chasing. Then he heard the screaming. And the smell of burning flesh, as five more men stumbled into the room on fire.
“Wha”- Frank didn’t understand what was happening. He rushed forward to the men who were writhing upon the floor. He couldn’t do anything. The fire extinguisher! He finally located it and ran back to the men, and doused them with foam, but when the foam touched them they erupted into a blaze. Frank began to panic. Sweat poured from every pore in his body and he grew even colder. Ten seconds later, the men’s screams ceased as they finally died, their bodies burned to ashes. Frank stumbled over to his gun and eased his way into the back room, which was the storage department for the Post Office. Fortunately it was fairly empty, except for a few metal shelves with boxes full of drugs, or at least it was thought. Frank swept the room and his eyes fell onto a chair sitting in the far left corner.
A frail looking women sat in the chair. Her hair was silver, and scraggly. She was skin and bones, yet something about her was… unnatural. Her rasped voice cut the silence and terrified Frank, for he was not expecting a reaction.

“Hello. Are you here to finally arrest me, Detective? I’ve been waiting for seven years. You made me wait, and I hate waiting.” The woman looked at Frank and he suddenly felt faint. Her eyes were pitch black but it was she. It was Sara Martin, his long lost sister.

“S-Sara-a?” Frank could hardly speak because he was quaking.

“You have spent your life looking for a killer, but you find me instead. Strange, isn’t it? Don’t you think Blaz? First we started with slitting throats, and then we ripped them open, and then we burn them too. Oh that’s a good boy!” Sara was cooing at nothing. She was insane! Frank finally stood, drew his weapon and cocked it. Sara broke her delusion and her dead eyes snapped to Frank. Her face contorted into an evil grin and began to bellow, spittle flying from her agape mouth. Frank fired. BLAM! BLAM!
The bullets stopped inches from Sara’s face. She plucked it out of the air and yelped. “Hot! Wow, you would have killed her! Why would you kill your own sister, when she isn’t to blame for this?”

“What?” Frank couldn’t think straight; he was having a breakdown.

“Think about it. Humans are all inherently evil. You were going to murder a defenseless, broken woman. Weren’t you” She didn’t allow Frank to answer: “Of course you were. Oh by the way, I have a gift for you. Well, a curse more or less.” Sara giggled and surged forward her palm outstretched. She grabbed Frank’s face and dug her nails into his face. “AHHH!” Frank cried.

“Get away!” Joshua yelled. Frank only saw a few seconds more before he blacked out.
“You! Ugh, rotten creatures! You always interfere!” Sara spat at Joshua. Joshua pulled his weapon and fired at Sara. She dodged with superhuman reflexes and danced over Joshua. He reeled, not expecting her speed and fired a bullet that smacked into the door behind Sara, as she slammed it behind her. The sound of sirens approaching reassured Joshua. Frank would live. Hopefully.

As Frank continued to black out he was plagued with burning pain throughout his body. Scenes of his sister killing people, and reveling in it plagued his consciousness. Soon the scenes changed to dreadful scenes of demons, or something like that, Frank didn’t know. He just hoped he would wake.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vx81xBIPAzM

[Incognito]

@~@ she's.....a very disturbing b*tch.... very disturbing........

[aldrain]

Yeah, and it will probably get worse. Much, much worse.

[KingdomKey]

This was pretty disturbing but good at the same time. I feel bad for Frank. Having to watch those men die like that when the fire extinguisher wasn't working and made it worse. Seeing his long lost sister after all this time and trying to stop her, would be pretty hard for him to deal with. Even worse the demon just messed his mind up, trying to make him feel guilty for trying to stop his own sister. Yeah, he's got it pretty bad. It was good to see his partner Joshua show up and save the day. I look forward to the next chapter Aldrain :]

[aldrain]

A teaser for the next chapter:

It'll take place in a hospital, and Frank will be visited by some... strange people. One a doctor and the other a nurse. He will also find out about the curse.