Exorcising Demons.
Angel looked after the family while I set the binding powder stronger then I had before we had left to go get the Priest who was no longer with us. I had created a threshold based on my readings before we had left, to insure that the Ethros guised as their son, or within their son, couldn't manipulate them into coming to them in pain, as a clever Ethros would certainly try, although it didn't exactly take, as I had to incant the demon away when we arrived, as Paige, Seth's mother had fallen to temptation and had nearly died because of it. The Ethros had sunk back within itself, as manifestations weakened it, and it knew what was coming. It knew that we were trying to expel it and from reading, I also knew that this was going to be literal hell, not to mention that the last known person to try an exorcism, was now buried two yards below the Earth behind the very church that Angel and I had just left.
There was simply no other scenario that could be efficient in this matter, though, left. Angel couldn't hold anything holy without losing his hand in a painfully burning way, so that eliminated him using a bible or a cross. This was all up to me. It was real now. In order to save Ryan's life and to expel and bind the demon, all of my inner-fortitude was needed, and there was no time for the pensive or for past failures to invade my mind. I could do this. We simply needed Cordelia to return with the box to bind the demon forver, and then I would start. The sacred sand on the floor, replenished and strong, and the incantation to make it hold finished, I walked back out of Angel's room and looked at the quivering mother and father and knew that they were counting on me. I dare say that I was filled with pride, regardless of the circumstances. This was truly the first time that somebody or someones were truly counting on me, that individuals were putting their futures in my hands and hoping for the best.
I had to say, as I looked at them, to myself, that this was now making it all worse. I felt the intense need to vomit and to make an excuse and run away, but Angel looked me in the eyes and then I turned to the boy again, and knew my place, unequivocally. I was going to see this through. I knew the scripture to be chanted and I knew that mental strength and resistance to any kind of subliminals from the demon had to be ignored. I knew that the Ethros could read the minds and pasts of all near it and that it would use my past failures against me, that it would skim the things on my mind and throw them back at me, waiting for me to make a mistake so that it could take advantage of me and try to kill me. The Ethros had the ability to move objects on it's own, but religious symbloism and certain words were caustic to it, and would enable me to do what I had to do to expel and bind it, as long as I didn't let my guard down.
The overwhelming desire, was to heave in the bathroom, again, but Angel pulled me aside and prepared me, once more. He would be right there, and as he said it, the door opened upstairs, the elevator was hydraulically sliding upwards, bringing Cordelia and the box down. I saw her face and knew that it was time for me perform cautiously and simultaneously, effectively and with conviction. That boy needed me and that bully of a demon was my target and I intended on eliminating it. I peered at Cordy and smiled, and then at the family, seeing the box that she was carrying, and assuming that it was the Ethros binding box. It was time. Cross and bible in hand, I went into the room, and Angel closed the door behind me to make sure that objects couldn't fly towards the family and Cordelia, knowing that as long as I was adorning religious symblism and artifact, that I would be safe from harm at the demons hands.
It was time.
[Cordelia and Angel]
There was simply no other scenario that could be efficient in this matter, though, left. Angel couldn't hold anything holy without losing his hand in a painfully burning way, so that eliminated him using a bible or a cross. This was all up to me. It was real now. In order to save Ryan's life and to expel and bind the demon, all of my inner-fortitude was needed, and there was no time for the pensive or for past failures to invade my mind. I could do this. We simply needed Cordelia to return with the box to bind the demon forver, and then I would start. The sacred sand on the floor, replenished and strong, and the incantation to make it hold finished, I walked back out of Angel's room and looked at the quivering mother and father and knew that they were counting on me. I dare say that I was filled with pride, regardless of the circumstances. This was truly the first time that somebody or someones were truly counting on me, that individuals were putting their futures in my hands and hoping for the best.
I had to say, as I looked at them, to myself, that this was now making it all worse. I felt the intense need to vomit and to make an excuse and run away, but Angel looked me in the eyes and then I turned to the boy again, and knew my place, unequivocally. I was going to see this through. I knew the scripture to be chanted and I knew that mental strength and resistance to any kind of subliminals from the demon had to be ignored. I knew that the Ethros could read the minds and pasts of all near it and that it would use my past failures against me, that it would skim the things on my mind and throw them back at me, waiting for me to make a mistake so that it could take advantage of me and try to kill me. The Ethros had the ability to move objects on it's own, but religious symbloism and certain words were caustic to it, and would enable me to do what I had to do to expel and bind it, as long as I didn't let my guard down.
The overwhelming desire, was to heave in the bathroom, again, but Angel pulled me aside and prepared me, once more. He would be right there, and as he said it, the door opened upstairs, the elevator was hydraulically sliding upwards, bringing Cordelia and the box down. I saw her face and knew that it was time for me perform cautiously and simultaneously, effectively and with conviction. That boy needed me and that bully of a demon was my target and I intended on eliminating it. I peered at Cordy and smiled, and then at the family, seeing the box that she was carrying, and assuming that it was the Ethros binding box. It was time. Cross and bible in hand, I went into the room, and Angel closed the door behind me to make sure that objects couldn't fly towards the family and Cordelia, knowing that as long as I was adorning religious symblism and artifact, that I would be safe from harm at the demons hands.
It was time.
[Cordelia and Angel]