widdershins, demonology, assuage, anathema, shenanigans, turpitude
Once I’d looked a few of them up this story practically wrote it’s self I mean demonology, widdershins and turpitude…what could possibly go wrong?
Angus in Finding your Demon is about to find out…
Finding your Demon
It wasn’t that he couldn’t summon a demon; it was just that he didn’t want to. Maybe if he didn’t put enough will into the spell the whole thing would fall apart.
“Widdershins, three times,” The lecturer commanded.
All the college students of Demonology 101 started walking anti-clockwise around the circles they had carefully constructed out of salt and will. The cool evening air settled on Angus’s skin and he shivered.
Angus tried not to focus, but it was hard not to think about the demon on the other side. All the warning his teacher had mentioned echoed in his ears. Once the contact was made it would always be there. It would be your personal demon to summon at will. None of the rules had done anything to assuage Angus’s fears.
After all if humans could summon demons across the void what was to stop demons from summoning humans across the void? No one ever talked about that.
Yet Angus had a sneaking suspicion about what happened to all the missing persons. Yep, they got summoned across to the demon world to participate in whatever shenanigans the demons ordered them too.
He swallowed as he completed his third lap of the circle.
“Now call it to you. Feel the energy. There is a link between the worlds, a demon that wants to rush to your side.” The lecturer’s voice rung out echoing off the trees.
Angus wished that his parents hadn’t insisted on him going to warlock college. He really just wanted to be a normal nineteen year old guy. Not a warlock like his father. Not everyone could control magic.
The air in his circle shimmered.
This wasn’t supposed to happen. He was supposed to fail and be kicked out of college.
Demons were popping into existence in the circles of the other students. Angus snapped his attention back to his circle. A tall man-ish creature with elegant horns and a tail stood there. Okay he’d summoned up a typical Lucifer. A garden variety demon, nothing too horrendous. While its chest was bare, the demon was wearing black pants and a rather ferocious looking machete.
The demon was supposed to be anathema to him. It wasn’t. Intrigue and something else fluttered in Angus’s chest. Then he remembered that he was in class and he was supposed to be exerting control over his demon.
“I am your earthbound master,” Angus said, echoing several other students.
The demon laughed, dark and rich. “And I am your demonside master.”
No one else’s demon was disobeying they were all waiting for orders…
“That’s not the way this works. You’re supposed to offer me the use of your power, of find things for me.” Angus couldn’t think of anything else for the demon to do right now.
“Right, now everyone has their demon, let’s try a simple gathering of energy before we send them home.” The lecturer sounded pleased with his class.
Angus had a bad feeling about this as his demon was smiling and looking entirely too comfortable. His skin had changed from a reddish color to something darker and more unsettlingly human. For a demon he was rather attractive in a dangerous, pirate kind of way.
All Angus had to do was use the open channel and draw up some energy, then he could get rid of the demon that he hadn’t wanted to summon in the first place…of course they now always have a connection.
Angus closed his eyes and tried to feel the magic. His circle was weak because he hadn’t been paying attention. He heard his demon laugh. Magic swelled but it wasn’t Angus’s doing.
“I want to see what turpitude lies within your heart.” The demon shattered the circle grabbed Angus by the wrist and pulled him through the void.
Yes I am contemplating writing more about Angus and his demon :)
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