AudieJinks would love your feedback! Got a few minutes to write a review?
Write a Review

Bites of Epiphany

By AudieJinks All Rights Reserved ©

Horror / Fantasy

Bites of Epiphany

Wrinkles spread over Alexia’s face. They start at the child’s eyes, light whisker marks that turn into crevices as wrinkles appear around her mouth, then her neck, her hands. Seren steps away, leaving the nine-year old sitting on the floor playing with a toy truck.

At her side, TK frowns. The kid’s muttering in Somali, agitation dancing through his tone. Seren bumps her hand on his arm. When he tears his gaze from the aging child, she gestures him forward with a smile.

“What!” He keeps the exclamation low but Alexia still looks up and sunken eyes track over them both for a minute before she returns to her play. TK comes closer to Seren to talk into her ear. “Are you insane? I can’t handle an aging demon.” He pauses, swagger pride rearing up. “Well, yeah I can, but this one’s, you know, younger than those other ones.”

‘Those other ones’ each took TK over an hour to exorcise. Their targets were teenagers, victims that age slower but have less youth to steal. Demons savor their crumble but are far more willing to flee the bodies when attacked. That it still took TK that long is why Seren brought him to a younger victim. Better to jump in with both feet and no lifeguard than to wade in from a white sands beach.

“You’ll be great. You know the methods, don’t rely on religious paraphilia, these types don’t regard it at all. And don’t be afraid of handling Alexia. Right now that’s not a little girl.” The words are easy to say but hard to believe, to stomach, or to follow. Seren’s lack of irritation over what TK must do stems from a lifetime of pursuing demons and seeing them torn out of fragile bodies. Done right, or half-right, most victims survive with minimal permanent damage. “Go for it kid.”

“Go for it?” TK bounces on his toes and rolls his head to painful angles with a groan that stays in his throat. His restraint is better than when they met two weeks ago.

Seren chuckles and gestures him forward again.

Despite the complaints, he approaches Alexia with an easy smile, as if she isn’t housing a demon of unknown strength beneath her skin. Crouching before her, he asks to play with her and when she agrees Seren leaves to speak to the parents fretting in the living room. She closes the door on TK snagging a red SUV from a pile of matchbox cars.

Holding Alexia’s parents back when she begins shrieking brings tears to Seren’s eyes.

TK manages well.

He works efficient and careful, and though he bursts from Alexia’s bedroom into the living room with strings of jumbled Somali curses that Seren hasn’t yet learned, he’s triumphant and carrying a tired, safe little girl. He places Alexia in Mr. Brennan’s arms, explains to Mrs. Brennan the care methods for recovery and the likelihood that Alexia will retain most of the wrinkles and won’t live as long. It’s a harsh truth but undeniable. The demons don’t spit the years back out when they die.

As he wraps up his explanation Seren walks the bedroom, righting furniture and collecting toys into piles. A scorched spot smolders as demon ash decomposes into dust. Seren kicks at the dust to scatter it around the room. It’ll act as a deterrent, discouraging future demons from entering an area known to exorcists.

TK clears his throat. It’s a signal of discomfort. Seren exits the bedroom to find him swallowed in a hug from Mrs. Brennan. She laughs.

“Sorry we have to leave but you’ve got much to do still,” Seren extracts TK, pushing him toward the freedom of the yard as she directs Mrs. Brennan to her daughter. “Alexia will need lots of rest and attention over the next week. Did TK give you the care package?”

“Yes, yes he did. We can’t tell you how grateful we are for saving our daughter!”

“I appreciate that Mrs. Brennan. I’m just thankful we were able to do so. We’ll be leaving you in peace now. Should anything come up again, the package includes instructions on finding me and contact info for others who can help you. Take care.”

Seren allows Mrs. Brennan to hug her, the woman’s pure joy soothing after the stress of ridding the world of one more demon, and then excuses herself to join TK where he waits by their horses in the front yard.

Daybreaks over the horizon as she mounts Epiphany, a gelding given to her as a colt on her thirtieth birthday. Now thirteen, Epiphany acts as her foundation, a steadying force in the midst of a growing wasteland. Urging him into a clipping trot, Seren doesn’t worry about TK and his mare, Bite.

They’ll catch up.

Write a Review Did you enjoy my story? Please let me know what you think by leaving a review! Thanks, AudieJinks
Continue Reading
Further Recommendations

Marijana1: The melancholy present throughout this story has the power to influence and etch into the minds of the readers, to stay there and refuse to leave even after they have finished reading the story. This is a deep, powerful story, making the readers wonder about everything – about love, about their e...

Jennifer AndClint Pardo: A fantasic journey that whisked me away from reality!!

Robert D. Stanley: I really liked this story. The main character was very well fleshed out (so much so that I sometimes felt sorry for her friends with how little trust she had in them) and your descriptive writing was very good. There are, however a few points I'd like to critique.1. The dual PoVs were interesting...

Cliuin: I couldn't stop reading from the moment that I started this book and that was some hours ago...

SeanSavage: Good plot that moves fairly quickly. Time passage somewhat vague. but not indecipherable. Very good syntax, grammar and punctuation. The story flowed very well, however, the breaks between chapters and the time jumps tended to be slightly confusing at first. I could see where the author was going...

Aditya Harikrish: It had me on tenterhooks since the very first page. Excllently developed plot and characters. You've done an amazing job of building a fantasy world from scratch. Hats off to you!A sequel is a must.

More Recommendations

lora pless: This book made me feel all kinds of emotions I even cryed in the chapter 25 I feel so sad because of jack death and I feel so frustraited at that final line!!! I can't wait for book two !! don't keep us wait for long .good luck

William Elliott Kern: Interesting Story, with Jacob, the second Son of Baron Ironwood to learn his duties, provide his numbers and prepare for marriage to Anna......Along the way, the wise Monk, Francis came to Ironwood, filled the ears of Jacob with hope and positive direction, a gift for Jacob well needed. The Stor...

William Elliott Kern: A young boy," later found on the highway by General Jarda", was murdered by Barbarians, came back to life as he was an Anmah, age 6 when the loss of his family had occured.........General Jarda, took the boy, gave him a new name, and introduced him to another Anham and the King, This Story is w...

debmart6901: I could not put this story down. I stayed up reading when I should have been in bed. could not get enough, could not wait to find how it ended. Great story telling. Great detail. Loved it. The characters were very vivid.

Krupa Kataria: the detailing is really awesome ....the characters, ur plots jst too Awsm ,m waiting for the further chapters please do complete it m really craving for those ones ...great job with words too ..please complete the further parts ...

jennywren313: This is a throughly engaging and ripping yarn ... I loved the writing style .. the flashbacks so real that the current moments forgotten .. it is a great read and one I would recommend to anyone that enjoys a bit of a mystery .. wrapped up in a story .. carried by well described characters .. and...

{{ contest.story_page_sticky_bar_text }} Be the first to recommend this story.

About Us:

Inkitt is the world’s first reader-powered book publisher, offering an online community for talented authors and book lovers. Write captivating stories, read enchanting novels, and we’ll publish the books you love the most based on crowd wisdom.