Forever Changed

chapter 30



So, I got over throwing my tantrum and for the next two weeks, we worked our butts off getting prepared for the Dark Lord. We practiced our powers. I had mine down pretty good. We worked with the flames, fire balls, inhaling the fire, and of course exhaling the fire. All in all we were doing great.

I was nervous yes, but scared, hell no. I was not letting anything happen to my family. After years of wishing things were different between my parents, and finally having a best friend and a boyfriend, I finally got all of it. My life was just the way I wanted it and I was not about to let anything change that.

Landon said that the Dark Lord would rise on the full moon. That was tomorrow. I decided that today we would just sit, watch movies, hangout, relax, and play some board games, and cards.

That is exactly what we did, all day. We enjoyed ourselves and laughed. We acted like a normal family. Finally, at the end of the day the laughing ceased and tension rose. We were all nervous and we were all worried about the outcome that tomorrow would bring. Would we defeat the Dark Lord? Or would we spend eternity in damnation?

We all went to bed early that night, but I don’t think any of us slept well at all. We were restless. Small screams would break through the silent night from one of us having nightmares, of what tomorrow night may bring. The next morning we hardly talked to each other. My parents sat in a chair together, wrapped in each other’s arms and Landon and I did the same. The only thing we did was wait. We waited for the sun to go down and for the full moon to rise. We were ready.

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We were sitting in the living room when the full moon rose high above the house. We watched and listened. Slowly holes formed in the floors, the same kind of rabbit hole that Landon had appeared out of the night in my bathroom. I looked at my family and Landon and they looked back at me. Without a word we all shook our heads. We were ready.

At first, we stood there in position and waited. I watched in horror as holes surrounded us, all around the room. Flames rose out of the red glow of the bottomless pits.

Standing at least 4 feet tall, the demons that rose out of the floor, were the most disgusting things I had ever laid eyes.

Rotten meat smelled better then these things. They smelled so bad; it took everything I had not to cover my mouth and nose with my hand.

Their flesh was livid and looked bruised. Black, cracked, and filthy bones protruded out of their skin. Their heads were weirdly shaped and red eyes peered out of their too big eye sockets. Their teeth alone were scary, two rolls of jagged sharp teeth. Their fingers were skeletal looking with only a thin layer of skin and they had talons for their fingertips.

They hunched over a little, when they proceeded to walk toward us. I was horrified, what if we were not able to defeat them? I couldn’t think like that though because I had my family to think about.

I braced myself and I thought that they moved slowly, but in all honesty, they moved faster than I expected. They ran towards us catching us off guard with their speed, except Landon.



Landon threw his hands up and pushed black balls of fire at them to keep them from ripping us to shreds.

That was when I was ready and pissed. I threw fire ball after fire ball at them. Once they connected they died, turning into nothing but stinky smoke and ash. They kept coming up out of their rabbit holes, ten to twenty at a time. Charging at us, but mostly charging at me. They wanted me and I thought to myself, I should just give up to keep my family safe, but I knew I couldn’t. My family and especially Landon wouldn’t let me sacrifice myself.

I saw my father, shooting mostly flames out of his eyes. We didn’t have time to concentrate on them, to crush or smash them. Landon used black balls of fire to ward them off. I noticed that my mother, who could only produce a little white line during practice, could now produce larger white balls of something.

The demons kind of avoided my mother which was a good thing, but they did because of the light. Not sure what the balls

of light were because they didn’t look like flames, they shimmered. Huh, it had me totally dumbfounded, but I focused my attention back on the demons that seemed to keep rising out of there rabbit holes. As soon as I had looked away, I heard my mother scream in agony as one jumped on her, raking their talon fingers down her chest.

“Hey,” I screamed out at the demon. It turned and looked at me as I threw a fire ball, aiming right at its face. “Eat this!” it cocked its head a little to the left as the ball made contact. It turned to ash and smoke right at my mother’s feet. She smiled gently at me. I smiled back weakly.

I wondered how many more were going to rise. Then, Landon had killed the last one. It stopped, no more came out of the floor. We looked at each other and smiled, except for Landon. He had a look on his face, like a child who had was ashamed of their bad behavior. I wondered why, when I looked around the room.

Fire crept up all the walls around us, I watched as the roof turned into a black starless pit. The fire place disappeared and I watched as it turned into a fountain of flowing lava. What in the world? Then I realized the Dark Lord was coming. My father and mother looked tense and Landon looked ashamed. I was ready though, I was beyond ready to get this shit over with and done.

I watched as a huge hole appeared right in front of us, causing us to back up a few steps. I watched as something started rising out of the mutant looking rabbit hole. I bet if Alice seen that, the bitch wouldn’t dare go down in that hole, looking for the white talking rabbit that disappeared into Wonderland. This was far from Wonderland and a white rabbit was not going into the gaping hole, but something was coming out of it. I watched as two funny shaped huge long black horns slowly emerged up out of the hole.

The Dark Lord was coming out of my living room floor. I braced myself.