"All Hallows Eve! All Hallows Eve! We hail thee! All Hallows Eve!" The chanting circle went on and on rhythmically. “Who here shall call upon his name and swear before the circle their truth and loyalty to Him? He who binds us to HIM?” The murmuring whispers quieted. None of us had expected to be called upon to swear an oath to an Ancient Demon. In fact I seriously doubted that any of us took this circle very serious at all.
We were just a small group of girlfriends who got together on weekends and played at being witches. No one took it serious. At least I didn't. Amanda, however apparently did. She had a wickedness about her. Something dark, deep inside her that instantly drew you in to her occult madness. Tonight, however, she was different. She was almost insane with frenzy and madness as she called on us one by one, begging for the sacrifice.
As she turned to me she lifted the athame dagger and pointed the tip to my heart. “You” she said. “He chooses you. You have been least believing in Him. You cast doubt in to this circle. You have never taken our pact seriously. You only come here to be a part of something.” Her speech began to make me feel uncomfortable. In a way she was right. I was the least to believe in an Ancient Demon, and I did want to belong. As for a pact that we all had made when we first started this little circle of ours, I did not take that serious either.
I had my own reasons for all of this. Reasons I wasn't about to share with her, or anyone else for that matter. “No. I choose not to swear loyalty and truth to Him.” Amanda stared at me blankly as if she couldn't believe what I had just said. Her hand shook slightly as she began to speak again. She never lowered the dagger from my heart. “Non-believer!!!!!” she screamed hysterically in to the night. The other girls were on their feet retreating to a safe distance. They knew how Amanda's rage could turn ugly quickly. I stood slowly never taking my eyes off of her. I stood a few inches taller than Amanda and had to look down to keep my gaze upon her deep brown eyes. I saw she had nothing in them. They were like empty black holes.
“Take her. Tie her to the tree! We sacrifice her tonight on this most special night. The night when the veil between two worlds is lifted and the souls are set free to roam the earth taking as they choose to do so. Along with those souls comes the Ancient Ones. The most powerful of all. Those who can offer us what we desire most. But for that, a price must be paid, and the price is you non believer.”
The girls rushed me and grabbed me by my arms dragging me backward towards the tree line. I panicked. I wasn't sure what was about to happen, but I was sure that none of the girls who were tying me to the small oak tree had the slightest clue either as what was coming next. They were all Amanda's little minions. They did as they were told and nothing more. They had no real thoughts of their own, no true personalities. They belonged to her.
That's exactly why I choose to hang with this group of girls. I didn't need anyone questioning me. I'll admit it had been hard for me to keep my secrets from coming to light. After all, I was the new girl, and everyone wants to know everything about the new girl. Luckily, I had years of practice at making up good cover stories. Many, many, many years.
If they only knew who I truly was. They would run screaming into the dark. And Amanda would never had tried to do what she was about to try to do. But I needed her to do it. Tonight of all nights it was the only way for me to be free. “Make sure she can't get loose! He wants his sacrifice. We must do this!” If only she knew it was actually me inside her head urging all of this to happen. I pitied her. I needed her more than she needed me. She would come to regret the decisions she had made that was true. But I care for no one. I'm not that type of being. They gathered around me and the tree that I was tied to holding hands and murmuring their insanely ridiculous chant. Amanda stepped forward to me lifted her daggered hand and without hesitation swiftly brought the dagger down plunging it directly into my heart. I slumped forward and let the ropes that bound me to the oak tree hold my weight.
I could hear Amanda scream in triumph, as the other girls screamed in terror. Surely they knew she would go through with this? It amazed me how stupid young people could be. They knew her rage and her anger. They couldn’t help but not know she was a lunatic. I rested there as they all began to run in panic. Amanda never ran. I didn't give her the chance. You see I needed her. It took me a very long time to find the right type of person that I needed. And Amanda was just that type of person who fit the last piece of the puzzle into place. Slowly, I lifted my head to meet her gaze. Beautiful Amanda, with her dark long hair and amazingly dark eyes. Her sun kissed skin was luminescent in the moon light.
“Why....why aren't you dead?” she asked. “Oh so, now you are the non-believer?” I replied sarcastically. I grabbed the ropes that they had bound me with and snapped them free allowing me to rush to Amanda. She screamed. They always scream at this part of the story. “I'm not something you can kill Amanda.” I whispered into her ear. “What are you?” she asked as I grabbed her upper arms. I could feel the bones snap beneath her skin.
“I am ancient. I am the Walker, the Desiccator, and the Darkness of your nightmares. I come from nothing, but I am everything, and I have chosen you as my sacrifice on this All Hallows Eve.” Amanda began to whimper and struggle under my grip. “Is this not what you asked for? Is this not what you begged of Him? You stupid little humans believing in fairy tales of demons and vampires and werewolves. I will give one last truth before I take your life. There is no such demon as HIM! But there is ME.” and with that I reached through her rib cage to her rapidly beating heart and pulled it from her chest. There was no time for her to scream, her last sight of her feeble little human existence was that of me eating her still beating heart.
She was delicious. I choose wisely this time. The amount of evil in her was perfect. It would sustain me for years. As I devoured her heart, I began the transformation into her. Into the new Amanda. The scheme was so perfect. I had set it eons ago. I looked for those with certain traits. People who were true believers in the occult. Someone who I could easily control through my connection to their sick evil little minds. Once I was bound to them they would be mine forever. And Amanda was dark enough for me to easily pass myself off as her once I transformed. I had made sure to wait for all the other girls were out of sight before I performed my own little ritual on Amanda, so that when I and by that I mean Amanda came walking back out of the woods no one would question what had happened to me. The same old story, I buried myself to hide the evidence. Then showed them a few parlor tricks to prove that the ritual sacrifice had truly worked. No one would be the wiser.
Amanda had asked me who I was, I guess I gave her every name but the one I prefer. So I will tell you. I am the Binder. And let this tale be lesson to you, because I am looking for my next body to walk in.