1 Part 1: The Child And The Summoning

The masked men flocked together, they were wearing cloaks that dragged behind them like the wings of a crow, when they brung them in. Their voices were low, except for one that was like a young child. The child had the look of fear in his eyes that created a swirl like pattern in his pupil. He was clearly not aware of the situation he had been brought into. The young boy was brought into the centre of the pentagram marked onto the ground.

             The young boy shook in fear, he was afraid of what was going to happen to him. A man walked up towards him, he wore different clothes than the others. What did it mean? Was he more important? All of a sudden, the unique looking man pulled a sharp knife from his hood. The boy backed away in fear, but the others gathered around him and held him still. He stood there, unable to move. He started to shout in fear. The unique man took a step behind him and carved a pattern into the young boy's flesh. He screamed in pain. The pain was so strong that the boy dropped to the ground, unconscious.

          Each member backed away. The pentagram in the ground started to glow and the young child was joined with a spirit. The spirit was strong and powerful, but it had lost its way. The men had trapped the innocent soul into the him in the attempt of becoming more powerful. They only wanted to use the boy to claim what they wanted. The spirit knew what they were up to and didn't like it, to help the soul he was chained to,

the spirit started to make the internal organs of the men come out of their eyes and mouth killing them off. Before one of the men was killed he spoke in a deep harsh tone and the spirit backed away in pain but not before the man died.

          The boy at the young age of 2 was lying on the floor bleeding and was surrounded by the grinded flesh from the men whom tried to use him. The spirit looked down at him, not visible to anybody else but the him, the spirit floated towards his wounds and tried to heal them. For some reason they wouldn't heal, it was because the spirit wasn't joined when the damage was done and that the knife had some kind of curse upon it.

         A few hours later, a passing lady with her dog saw the aftermath. She screamed in shock and noticed the young child on the floor, injured. She fiddled in her bag and called an ambulance. The pentagram that was once there had faded and became apart of the earth's soil. The ambulance arrived along with the police and the ambulance took the child away to the hospital.

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Author note:

Thank you to:

AOT_FANFICTIONS on wattpad for some of the plot and grammar corrections.

KommiCat on wattpad for some of the names

And avogado6 on twitter for the art. If you would like me to remove it, DM me.

I would like to thank kanjiclasses on Instagram for some other grammar corrections and advice.

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Thank you for reading.

I do not know when I will post next, possibly next week or in a few days.