Chapter 04 : The Disappeared Ankh (Ancient Egyptian Holy Cross)

For a long time he had been studying in depth about those demons that had been forcibly taken out of thier planes , dealing with the devil and summonings , black souls , black witchcraft and many other things. In which many things came before him. Many facts were uncovered. He had done a lot in this regard. He had read many ancient and modern books on all these things . He went to many countries to tried to find out true history of ancient witchcraft , demonology , demon planes and black arts.

He knew a few things throughout the journey...In different countries for many years , There have been such incidents with different people in different places . And one more thing that the " Holy Cross" was definitely involved in this whole affair. But he still did not know what that cross was!

Now he had come to Ethiopia , meskel celebration, to find out about the actual history of Holy cross. The festival is known as " Feast of the Exaltation of the Holy Cross" in other orthodox churches. It was celebrated in the rememberance of discovery of the True Cross  by the Roman Empress Helena  in the fourth century.

But he didn't find anything useful over there.... all his tryings were in vain. Then someone suggested him to visit Egypt to find out about the actual History of Holy Cross.

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Today he entered the school with full confidence. There was no expression of fear on his face today. He was quite confident. It seemed that he wasn't afraid of Jordan either.

While passing by the students corridor he waved hand to some fellows and with a weird smile he entered the class room.

Jordan wasn't in the classroom, only few students were in there.

He lead to his chair , put his bag , took one look at the whole class and Sat down. Now he was moving the journal in to and fro motion. There was a divine gleam in his eyes but coarseness on his face. There was soreness in his every single action.

Seeing Jordan come to class, his lips smiled mysteriously. He stood up and he stared at Jordan . The whole class was watching Peter in amazement. All his fellows thought that Peter has gone mentally retarded. But only Peter knows what actually happened to him. No one knows what Peter had gone through. Jordan got amazed by Peter's attitude.

"Today you will be severely beaten you howlet!" Jordan angrily threw the bag to the ground and hurried towards Peter.

" Let's see who got beaten up you son of bitch!" Peter's tone was even more offensive.

They both swooped on each other. They were both scrimmage right in the centre of the classroom. Both of them were abusing and beating each other.

No one tried to separate them. The two were beating each other well. Today there was madness and anger instead of fear on Peter's face. He didn't look like the old cowardly Peter. He beat Jordan to death, but his anger did not reduce. He was like as he were going to kill Jordan . Jordan was like alamort , his whole face and head was bleeding, their fellow girls started screaming but Peter was still beating him. Peter did not seem to be in his conscious. Few of his fellows went ahead and rescued Jordan from Peter but Peter was still screaming unintelligibly . Jordan was terrified of Peter but to save his honor , he threatened Peter and left the classroom.

Peter ignored his threat and wiped the blood from his torn sleeve and sat back . He looked around , but that girl Natasha was not there. He got vapid because he did this to impress her but she wasn't there to see him. He muttered abusively in anger , picked up his bag and left the classroom . He took few lectures today and went back to home.

Peter wanted comfort, ease, excitement, thrill in his life but according to him , his life was so bad , dull and boring. His mother Emilia was a government employe and her salary was not enough to give four kids a luxurious life as they all wanted. Peter was ready to do everything to make himself rich and famous and to his misfortune.......Demon was in search of such ones.

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He was about to enter the house when he heard his name from behind. "Hi, are you Peter Bucket? "

He turned around and saw he was an old man, looks like abbe of nearby church.

"Yeah!" He looked at him questioningly.

" Oh good you got me soon. Hi, I'm Arthur Lewis. I have an important thing to say.... can you give me some time?..... I won't take much of your time!"

Peter looked around sorenessly . "Okay! " he shrugged.

They came to a nearby cafe. It was lavish and luxurious coffee shop. He checked his pockets, he only had two pounds , which was not enough to pay the bill for this expensive coffee shop.

"Mr. Arthur! I can't afford such high standards.... I can't pay bill , we should go somewhere else !" There was a bitterness of truth in his tone.

" Leave it to me young boy!" he said frankly , choose the last corner table and sat down. Peter quietly followed him.

"Sit down young man! " Seeing Peter still standing, he point him to sit down.

Peter sat quietly. Different thoughts were circulating in his mind as what the man is going to talk to him about.

After ordered the coffee the old man come to the point.

" Do you believe in demonology , demons , witchcraft , and black arts ?" Asked the old man as a preface.

Peter got amazed at his question. He wasn't expecting such conversation.

"No....emm yes!.....actually.....I don't have any idea! " He got puzzled.

Old man nodded. " You've got prey to a terrible demon , Peter! " he said underhandedly.

Peter got severe shock and amazement. "What? " He screamed unintentionally. And got up from his seat. "What did you just said....can you briefly describe? " he was amazed.

"Calm down and have a seat please. don't grab attention Peter! sit down! " Old man said admonitively.

Peter inhale deep breath, look around where people were staring at him and sat down back.

"What did you just said? " he asked again.

"Take it easy..... take a deep breath and listen to me carefully. " The old man admonitive him.

Peter was severely doleful.

"Do you have any ancient holy cross in your home? " That old man asked him.

" No, we don't have any such. " He answerd being broodiness.

"Think again..... it's important! " old man reurged.

Peter thought over it again. Suddenly he remembered that few weeks ago his mother brought an old ancient Egyptian Ankh Holy Cross, but as he wasn't interested in, so he didn't take a look even. He sighs.

"Actually we have one..... my mom brought it a week ago maybe. " he shrugged.

" I knew it ! okay bring it to me as soon as possible....I'll be at church near your home. "

He quickly stood up , said quickly and put the money inside the bill.

" Hey wait ! Our conversation is not over yet ... where are you going? " Peter waylaid him near the front door.

" I'm sorry young man! I gotta go .... because it's really urgent. We'll talk at church soon." he patted Peter's shoulder and left.

Peter watched him go and quietly step towards home . He was intricate.

There was no one at home . He went straight to his mother's room and began to search for that Cross. Even after searching the whole room, he did not find the cross. He messed up the whole room but failed to find what he wanted. He picked out the phone and called his mom.

He just wanted to know all about those things he still was unaware of . He was curious , he wanted to get it done as soon as possible . He kept continuing call her. At fifteenth call she finally picked up the phone.

"Where is the Holy Cross? " As soon as the call was answered, he immediately asked.

"I'm busy right now I'll talk later honey " She was currently embroiled in a case . But Peter's repeated calls forced her to answered him back , also she was a little bit concious because of his yesterday's behavior.

"I need an urgent answer mom! just tell me where's that ancient holy cross is ? " He said angrily, emphasizing every single word.

After a few moments of silence, she spoke in a low voice. "I actually don't know Peter!...but what are you asking for? "

"What do you mean by this? you brought that Shit to home and hide it somewhere, now you don't know..... are you making fun of it? " He shouted angrily. His tone was very arrogant and offensive .

" I'm not free here to talk to you Mr. Peter Bucket! " she answered gnashingly and turned off the cell phone.

When the call was cut off, he angrily kicked the chair and sat down. He didn't understand what was happening to him . He was never like that . He didn't get so angry . He hated beatings . He was a peace lover citizen, but now he seems to have become a completely different Peter Bucket. He sat like that for a while, then got up and started looking for the Cross again.

After searching for a long time, when he did not find the cross, he went to his room tired. Now he was waiting for his mother to come.

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Now those demonic forces were trying to destroy Arthur because Arthur was trying to send them back forever.

Arthur Lewis was actually an abbey in a small church. He had studied in great depth the demonic forces, their tricks, tactics to defeat them, black magic and many other such things. When Emilia came to him , the same day he realized , that was a very bad devil who could go to any limits to achieve his

goal.

Arthur decided that day that he would either

finish him or will send him back to his plane. No matter how hard it will be or what it will take .

Nearly there years ago he listened about a women's estranged sister arrived unannounced at her home in the American suburbs . The sister was an admitted believer in dark magic , and as such did not commonly socialize with the rest of her family. On this visit , however , she was invited to stay the night. The strange woman left in the morning , and afterwards her sister experienced a slight fall where she found herself unable to get up for weeks afterwards.

After this incident, one after the other kept passing by his eyes . News of the destruction due to black magic was spreading rapidly in different countries of the world.

The destruction of the black evil forces was engulfing the whole world day by day.

Every other person was doing his work under the guise of black magic. The dark powers had brought the world to the brink of destruction.

In view of all these circumstances, Arthur tried to reach the actual reason of this demonic force so that it could be eradicated.

During all this time he learned that the Indian Vedas , the Atharvaveda , in particular have descriptions of Magic which the Brahmins learnt and practiced and possessed all skills of magical feats through this super power. After got to know this , he went to India to be rooted the situation but he was disappointed to learn that India was not the actual center of black arts or demonology.

After that , he read the recorded ancient history about black arts and got to know that it has come from old Persian Magus , a Zoroastrian Astrologer , Priest of the Medes. Also it was stated that this super natural power has also a strong mention in the Egyptian literature apart from several religions.

He got strong feelings for Egypt to be actual center of black arts, witchcrafts and such things. He made an in-depth study of the ancient history of Egypt.....at which he came to know that in the Middle Ages, Black magic was quite common to the Egyptians and as important as breathing.

He then , gathered information about Demonology and he found out that it was practiced by many people, very few of whom were successful, the rest did not even have any trace left.

He made a list of those who went missing due to demonology and visited places where they tried to summon the devil.

Many of these places were now converted into big business buildings , clubs were built in many places , but there was an empty factory on the suburbs of North Memphis that had been closed for a long time . People around , said that it was a haunted place due to which the factory could never be inhabited. Locals told Arthur that whenever the factory opens, it catches fire, which has took many lives. The factory has taken many lives.

Knowing all this, Arthur was convinced that he was very close to victory. This was the factory where it all started.

To Arthur's misfortune..... That devil was not going to be captured so easily but, Arthur was still unaware of his power and that ignorance was his biggest mistake...!

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