“No, don't worry; we are not at home.” Marcus answered quickly, pushing off his best friend. “I need ... I mean, Sofia, Wanda, and I need to get to Celina. She was attacked too.”
Bathe went silent, and Marcus continued, but with a question, “Have you seen Celina today?” The silence continued, so he called him again “Baths ... Baths, are you there?” It was apparent Bathe didn’t want to talk about Celina or reveal if he had been with Celina that night.
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Part 13
The silence on the phone lingered for a while, but Marcus kept calling out to his friend's name. “Bathe! Bathe, are you there?” Marcus didn't want to accept what was pervading his thoughts, but he could tell Bathe was already avoiding answering whether he had been to Celina's or not.
“Celina – Okay,” Bathe spoke softly. He didn't seem to show any concern or interest, which worried Marcus. He had expected to hear the deep concern in his voice, but Bathe sounded like he already knew Celina had been attacked, and he was not interested in talking about her. “What about her.”
“Ooo-kay.” Marcus was confused. “Have you been to Celina's Bathe?” He let out another question. He began to put some thoughts together . . . Bathe must have been with Celina at her winter home or might know more about the attacks than he was letting off. He probably just left Celina, and he’s on his way back to his house.
Bathe kept quiet for a long time, and Marcus thought he had gone off.
“Baths,” Marcus called. “Are you still there?”
“I need to go, Marcus,” Bathe suddenly responded, brushing his friend off. Obviously, he didn't want to discuss Celina. His tone seemed venomous; he seemed enraged for reasons Marcus did not understand. “I am home now; I need to check up on Luciana and Haakan.”
Bathe cut off the phone call and stood at the entrance of the house. He held on tightly to the phone in his hand in anger. Celina's name reverberated in his head, and it annoyed him. After a moment of being in deep thoughts, he looked at the door to his house and tried opening the door, but it was locked. He searched for his key and remembered he had left home in a hurry and in anger after a quarrel he had with Luciana. He had said to her that he would go away for a day or two.
“Bam! Bam! Bam!” Bathe banged on the door and waited, but no one came to the door. He tried the door handle again and pushed the door in annoyance, but it was definitely locked.
He was about to bang on the door again when his phone rang. He looked at it and saw Xavier's number. He knew Xavier was calling him either because Luciana had called Xavier to complain that he had not been home for some nights or because of the attack Marcus spoke of. Whichever was the case, Bathe wasn't interested. He ignored the call and banged on the door again, this time harder. He was determined to wake up his wife but yet no response. He bashed the door again, this time much more laborious, and finally, the door swung open.
Luciana was standing there, all dressed up and ready to leave with their little boy in her arms, but it didn't shock him. Bathe's eyes twitched like what he was looking at was no surprise to him. Like he and Luciana splitting up was a logical decision for their marriage. He had a smirk on his face like Luciana taking their argument about Celina to a new level, and leaving him was the step he had wanted her to make for a long time.
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Part 14
Sofia swallowed hard as her entire body shivered at the sight of the massive Night Furfur demon in front of her, which stood well over nine feet. She wanted to scream, but she restrained herself. She might not have been born a Vitrian, but she knew what it was all about; demons fed on fear, and she needed to exercise courage right now.
She stepped back, slowly watching the reddened eyes of the demon. The Furfur launched in a second, closing the few meters gap between them as she turned and rushed to the gate. The Furfur caught her from the back as she got to the gate. Sofia screamed. Her world changed instantly as talons on the foot of the night Furfur dipped into her back.
The Night Furfur flapped its broad and enormous wings and pulled toward the sky. Within seconds, Sofia noticed her feet had left the ground; they were about two feet above the ground.
She screamed as fear began to set in, making a nest in her like a bird that had found the right place to make its home. She was tilted because she wasn't wearing her jacket correctly; she had only one arm adequately worn. She swayed in fear, and she felt that she was about to fall as the Night Furfur only continued to pull her higher up into the sky. She held on tight to little Wanda, who was still in her arms but had suddenly woken up from sleep because of her mother's scream.
The Furfur had pulled her about five meters up into the sky before it occurred to her that she couldn't let the creature take her away. She looked down towards the two inches wall around the church compound; she then remembered that all she needed to do was to get herself into the protected compound.
Determined to get to safety, she slipped her right arm out of the jacket and turned sideways as she fell, tilting herself towards the compound so she would end up inside the compound and be safe. She landed twisting her ankle as her right foot touched the ground at the same time the upper part of her back landed on the two inches tall wall, which was made of red bricks interlocking into one another.
“Ahhhhhhh! Ah!” Sofia yelled in agony with tears running down her face as she felt excruciating pain in her ankle and back.
She had protected her daughter with her body, but the little girl in her arms was now crying. Immediately, she looked at Wanda; her face was defined with concern and trepidation that the fall might have hurt her daughter. Sofia's fears were cut short as the Furfur landed on the ground a few meters in front of her; the winter jacket was still stuck in its foot. She then realized that she had only fallen on the wall with her lower body and legs outside the compound, so the creature could see her.
“No. You shall not get my daughter nor me!” Sofia shouted out in confidence, though her eyes were red and still teary. She was determined to get rid of the fear that had overwhelmed her. Her husband had taught her well; he had said to her several times, “to face a demon, you have to get the fear in you out, you have to fill yourself with courage.”
She was about to turn when she felt the pain in her back, which hit the brick wall when she dropped. She squirmed, pulling her body and forcing herself to go up above the wall, but it was not possible.
She could feel the pain and it was excruciating. She realized the Furfur's talons must have dug into her back while she was pulled up into the sky. She had enough knowledge of the Vitrians and knew that if the wound was not treated quickly, she wouldn't make it. She tried to pull her body up again, but it was to no avail; her back and ankle both hurt gravely.
The Furfur made a sound as its expression changed to that of a happy mood. It was apparent, the Furfur knew what situation Sofia was in; it knew Sofia and Wanda were its prey for the night. Without any further delay, it suddenly moved forward at a fast pace, with its mouth opened wide and its three inches long fangs out in full length. Its head went straight for the kill, towards the little girl Wanda.
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Part 15
Sofia mustered all the strength she could put together in her as the Furfur charged towards her daughter. She groaned, pulling herself together and then raised Wanda up in her arms. She pushed Wanda up slightly and rolled her daughter above the wall to the other side. The baby dropped on the other side of the fence, crying incessantly as her little body touched the ground.
In that instant, Wanda disappeared from the sight of the Night Furfur, and the demon became totally confused. It stopped its sudden rush to attack Wanda. Shook its head left and right, and then took two steps back. It narrowed its vision, looking left and right, but it could not see the little child anymore; neither did it understand how come Wanda had suddenly vanished from its sight.
The Furfur went towards Sofia, who was no longer afraid. S
he could see the demon was confused and wanted Wanda no matter what, but now it wouldn't get Wanda. It looked down at Sofia in anger, and their eyes met.
This time, Sofia managed a smile, although she was breathing hard from the pains. The fear in her had disappeared because she knew the creature could only kill her but couldn't touch her daughter.
“You shall not get my daughter,” Sofia said boldly. She could genuinely see what Marcus had said; the compound was sealed with the Vitrians' praying powers, no demon could see inside the compound, nor go through the walls.
The creature pressed its right leg's talons with the jacket stuck in it into Sofia's right shoulder. It dragged Sofia to the top of the half-wall, and Sofia screamed with the drag. The Furfur made some sounds in a language that Sofia could not understand, but Sofia could guess what the thing wanted. It wanted Sofia to grab Wanda and pull her out of the compound.
Sofia screeched in pain and turned, hearing Wanda's loud cry. She knew Wanda was alive, although she might have been hurt from the fall over the fence.
“Never!” Sofia said, looking back towards the creature. “I would rather die than give my daughter to you.”
The Furfur made the sounds again and pressed its talons deeper into Sofia's shoulder as she laid on the edge of the wall.
“Not even in death will I hand her over to you.” Sofia was full of confidence regardless of the excruciating pain she felt, knowing she probably would not survive but that her child would. The jacket Sofia had on before was still stuck in the foot of the Furfur. The jacket covered Sofia's body as the Furfur pressed its talons into her shoulder.
In anger the Furfur withdrew its talons out of Sofia's body. In excruciating pain, Sofia's body followed the claws as the Furfur lifted its leg to pull the talons out. The talons finally came out, and Sofia's body dropped onto the edge of the wall again. Then, with a greater force, Sofia watched as the big talons came down towards her again, and this time they came for her neck for a final kill.
THE END!!!
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