Bronwyn Green

So…this is a continuation of the last flash fiction, and it’s inspired by the Death Cab for Cutie song, I Will Possess Your Heart.

 

“Show time,” I whispered.

Harper stiffened slightly in my arms and shifted her grip on the wooden stake in her hand. I hated to let her go, I like having her warm and willing in my arms even though I knew she’d never be there if not for this fucking assignment.

The rustling behind her grew louder and a dark figure burst through the bushes. Harper spun from my arms to stand at my side just as I caught a glimpse of red glimmering in the creature’s eyes. “Goddamnit.”

The demon, who wore the body of little girl, giggled, the sound almost musical. “You’re far too late with that curse, hunter.”

“What do you want?” Harper demanded. Her voice was almost bored-sounding, but it was impossible not to feel the tension coursing through her body.

The demon swung one of those stupid-expensive dolls by the arm. The kind that came with storybooks and clothes that cost more than mine. The demon and the doll even wore matching plaid dresses, their long brown hair in braids. “A reign of blood and terror. Supreme power. Hell on earth.”

“The usual, then,” I muttered.

She lifted the doll and held it under its arms, looking into its dead-eyed face. “Isn’t that right, Samantha. We just want the usual.” She looked away from the doll and up at me. “We just want what we have coming to us.”

“Is that all?” Harper snapped

She slowly turned her head in that creepy way that only small children can and stared at Harper. “We only want our fair share.”

Demons. I fucking hated demons. Our intel had said vampires, and that’s what we’d prepped for. I wondered if I could get to the holy water in my pocket without drawing the beast’s attention. As if she sensed what I wanted to do, Harper took a step toward the creature partially blocking its view of my right hand.

“What do you want from us?” Harper asked.

I kept my eyes on the demon as my fingers closed around the bottle of holy water and salt in my pocket.

The demon held the doll up to her ear and nodded as if she were listening intently, then stared at Harper. “We want your heart. Samantha wants to be a real girl.”

 

I can’t wait to see what everyone else came up with! Click their names to find out!

Jess

Jessica

Gwen

Kris