Sacrifice (Revelations Book 1) Read Online Free
Author: Mia Bishop
Demons?”
Nico focused on the girl before him. “When Michael cast them out he physically touched them to throw them into the pit of hell. Michael’s action branded them, inadvertently making them the most unholy of the unholy. Which makes them extremely powerful. There is no way you would have been able to pull it out of her."
"But you can do it, right?" Meredith nervously chewed on her bottom lip.
Nico nodded. "It'll be rough. She’ll feel every minute of it. But yes, I can do it."
"Will she survive?"
"Depends. But I can guarantee she won't last long if we don't try."
"Then do it." Meredith took a step back and started to shoo her other sisters out of the room. "Do you need some of us to stay and help?"
"Yeah, it wouldn't hurt to have an extra pair of hands, but only you. I don't need this demon to start jumping from one body to another in an endless game of hide and seek." He gave her a knowing look. "I'll know if he jumps into you."
"How?"
Nico winked. "Because I know you in the biblical sense. He won't be able to hide from me inside you." He couldn't help but laugh at the shriek Arveda let out from the next room. "Don't eavesdrop then, you old hag," He called out. Meredith glared at him but kept quiet.
He worked fast to bless the bowl of water. Next he laid out his tools—the mirror, his bible, a holy cloth, a finger bone from Saint Benedict--now all he needed was the stake. He reached around his neck and pulled out one last ingredient, a Saint Benedict medal. The room shook for a moment. The tremor was all but forgotten as Josephine made her way back inside the house. She handed it to him and paused. "What?" he snapped.
"It's ... Well..." Her gaze shifted between Meredith and Nico, then glanced towards the room Arveda was in and whispered, "The Wolfman is outside. Pacing. He looks..."
Meredith clinched her hands at her side. "He looks like what?"
Josephine met her sister's eyes. "He looks like he's about to change."
"Shit." Meredith cursed and started for the door.
Nico snatched her by the arm and pulled her to a stop. "No, let him be. I need you here. Josephine, go with your sisters and bar the door. Meri," he snapped his fingers to get her attention. "Meri. He will be fine, leave him."
"But—"
"No buts. Lobo can wait, he's a big boy. Give him some damn credit, he's worried and we both know why. Let's do our job, save this girl if we can, and then you can go tame the Beast."
"Fuck off, Nico. It's not like that."
"Sure it is, doll. You're the only one still denying it." He laid the stake down next to everything else and went about reciting prayer after prayer.
The minutes ticked by. Minutes turned to hours. Almost four hours into the exorcism everyone was feeling the exhaustion. Nico wiped his sleeve over his brow. Chants and prayers were barely budging the demon inside the girl. Occasionally the demon would retreat leaving only the sound of the girl screaming and begging for help, but this time he was close. Nico could feel the surge of demonic energy coming to the surface. He picked up the finger bone of Saint Benedict and rested it on the hollow of the girl’s throat. "In the Name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Amen."
He placed the medal of Saint Benedict on the girl’s forehead and continued, "Most glorious Prince of the Heavenly Armies, Saint Michael the Archangel, defend us in our battle against principalities and powers, against the rulers of this world of darkness, against the spirits of wickedness in the high places."
The demon was clawing its way out. Nico barked at Meredith, "Mirror, now!" She tossed it to him and the second he caught it the demon took form, exiting the girl’s body and reaching for its own reflection. Nico grabbed it as soon as it solidified. He dropped the mirror and grabbed the stake, plunging it into the demon’s chest. It screeched and the windows in the house cracked as the foundation began to tremble again. He still had the
Nico focused on the girl before him. “When Michael cast them out he physically touched them to throw them into the pit of hell. Michael’s action branded them, inadvertently making them the most unholy of the unholy. Which makes them extremely powerful. There is no way you would have been able to pull it out of her."
"But you can do it, right?" Meredith nervously chewed on her bottom lip.
Nico nodded. "It'll be rough. She’ll feel every minute of it. But yes, I can do it."
"Will she survive?"
"Depends. But I can guarantee she won't last long if we don't try."
"Then do it." Meredith took a step back and started to shoo her other sisters out of the room. "Do you need some of us to stay and help?"
"Yeah, it wouldn't hurt to have an extra pair of hands, but only you. I don't need this demon to start jumping from one body to another in an endless game of hide and seek." He gave her a knowing look. "I'll know if he jumps into you."
"How?"
Nico winked. "Because I know you in the biblical sense. He won't be able to hide from me inside you." He couldn't help but laugh at the shriek Arveda let out from the next room. "Don't eavesdrop then, you old hag," He called out. Meredith glared at him but kept quiet.
He worked fast to bless the bowl of water. Next he laid out his tools—the mirror, his bible, a holy cloth, a finger bone from Saint Benedict--now all he needed was the stake. He reached around his neck and pulled out one last ingredient, a Saint Benedict medal. The room shook for a moment. The tremor was all but forgotten as Josephine made her way back inside the house. She handed it to him and paused. "What?" he snapped.
"It's ... Well..." Her gaze shifted between Meredith and Nico, then glanced towards the room Arveda was in and whispered, "The Wolfman is outside. Pacing. He looks..."
Meredith clinched her hands at her side. "He looks like what?"
Josephine met her sister's eyes. "He looks like he's about to change."
"Shit." Meredith cursed and started for the door.
Nico snatched her by the arm and pulled her to a stop. "No, let him be. I need you here. Josephine, go with your sisters and bar the door. Meri," he snapped his fingers to get her attention. "Meri. He will be fine, leave him."
"But—"
"No buts. Lobo can wait, he's a big boy. Give him some damn credit, he's worried and we both know why. Let's do our job, save this girl if we can, and then you can go tame the Beast."
"Fuck off, Nico. It's not like that."
"Sure it is, doll. You're the only one still denying it." He laid the stake down next to everything else and went about reciting prayer after prayer.
The minutes ticked by. Minutes turned to hours. Almost four hours into the exorcism everyone was feeling the exhaustion. Nico wiped his sleeve over his brow. Chants and prayers were barely budging the demon inside the girl. Occasionally the demon would retreat leaving only the sound of the girl screaming and begging for help, but this time he was close. Nico could feel the surge of demonic energy coming to the surface. He picked up the finger bone of Saint Benedict and rested it on the hollow of the girl’s throat. "In the Name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Amen."
He placed the medal of Saint Benedict on the girl’s forehead and continued, "Most glorious Prince of the Heavenly Armies, Saint Michael the Archangel, defend us in our battle against principalities and powers, against the rulers of this world of darkness, against the spirits of wickedness in the high places."
The demon was clawing its way out. Nico barked at Meredith, "Mirror, now!" She tossed it to him and the second he caught it the demon took form, exiting the girl’s body and reaching for its own reflection. Nico grabbed it as soon as it solidified. He dropped the mirror and grabbed the stake, plunging it into the demon’s chest. It screeched and the windows in the house cracked as the foundation began to tremble again. He still had the
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