Hunted

The Night was quiet, maybe even to silent. As I left their household, i still heart the cries of their Children whispering in my Ears. The Fear, the Panic in their Voices, but also the Hope. The Air of the City seemed thick like an Fog. Her Appearance, Plagas Presence was clearly to notice. Each of my Steps echoed through the Cobblestone Stome Street i walked. On the whole Streets there was no Soul, no Person. Only Shadows hidding in the Dark.

Their Whispers grewing louder but at the same silent. An miracle itself. Finally i made it to my small but cozy Home. Compared to the Grand Halls of the Church it was nothing. That was the Priece i paid for following my Faith and not the Churches Order. It was nothing more then an Wooden Shack, in the farthest Corner of the City. They sended me as far away from the Church as Possible. My different Sights and Opinions got to Dangerous for them. So they Exciled me, to where i cant create Problems for them.

Still it was my Home, my inner Sanctum. Here i retreated from the Cruellity of the City. Spending my Hours in endless Prayers, where i collect my Mind together again. I felt an cold shiever running over my Shoulders. The same i felt when i walked through the Streets. Something what never happened before. So i know, nowhere i was save anymore. I opened the old Door, stepped inside and putted the lock on it. If it could truly keep the Terrors of the City away from me.

The Room was only dimly light by an big Candle. Not much Light but enough for me to see and feel comfortable again. Normaly i would Place my Crucifix on the Table, but Plaga had it throwed away. So i begun to speak, my Hands on my Chest. "O Lord, grant me strength, grant Power," I whispered. "Help me to the the Path which is hidden behind the Shadows. Nothing has answered,nothing else then pure Silence. No divine warmth filled my heart.

I was completly alone. An ice cold chill swept through the Room. The Candles light faded away and the whole Room gone Dark. As i tried to breathe, it was like beeing stuck in my throat. My Heart begun to race and to pump. She was here, right in my Sanctum. “O Lord protect me, save me my Savior." Her Presence begun to grow and so i felt like, i m suffocating. An truly terryfing feeling and again just an Presentation of her Power.

Even when it was hard to spoke, my voice still unshaken. An representation of my pure Will and Faith. "What do you want from me Plaga?" The Pressure on my Chest and Throat got less, but followed from an insane laughing. The laughing echoed through the whole Room. So loud, that the whole room begun to vibrate. "Oh sweet Priest. Still unshaken, still unbroken. Well atleast you want me to think that. You cant fool me Priest, i look through everything like Death himself.

You cant hide your Fear, your breaking Faith and Will before me. So tell me Priest. Did your God answered any of your Prayers? Did you felt his Touch? His Warmth, his love? No need to answer Priest. I already see he hasnt. Gerald tell me who is roght now here with you? Is it your false Gpd or is it me?" I begin clearly to shake and putting my Hand on my Heart. My Hand turns into an Fist. How she dares to speak about him in such an way.

Then i notice my own Fist. When i look at my Fist. I see her Plaga emerging from the Shadows. Her Hand and Arm looked like an Porzellan Doll, woth cracks in it. She stand in her Full extend right before me. As beautiful she was, as terryfing she looked. Her black dress vered her Doll like Body barely. The Dress whirled around as was alive on its own. Her Face was full of the Cracks of Decay itself. An ancient Porzellan Doll with an radiant twisted and ill beauty.

Her face, cracked and weathered like an ancient porcelain doll, radiated an eerie beauty. The hollow sockets where her eyes should have been glowed faintly, and her hair flowed like black smoke, shifting and curling in the darkness. 2 Horns of kind of Stones on her Head followed by pure white glowing Eyes. Even the hairs like from an other World. An colour i never sawn before. Something between Black, Grey and White. Her Hand putted over mine and my Fist dissapeared.

The voice of her was now so Soft and maybe even Warmth in it. "Poor Gerald, you didnt even noticed how corrupted your Faith made you. Do you truly belive he is worth it, to defend him with Rage? Tell me Gerald did you ever saw and helt him like me?" She came closer to me, her Face nearly inches away from Mine. Her Eyes looking directly into me. It was like she looked deep into me. I let my Fist gone and my Head gone down sad.

"Fine Plaga. Do you want me to truly say it? I dont know anymore what to belive in. In who i should belive. In him, or you. I m just an mortal after all and no God as you are." For an Moment my Voice lost every Fascade of strength and Will i had. Her Hand moved up my Chin and lifted it up again. Forcing me to look in her Eyes. For an second i belived to saw an smile, before it turned into an evil Grin. "Good Gerald. You see, your Illusions begins to shatter.

The Chains which keeps you locked up are bursting. Hmm in what you should belive? In yourself Priest. Yes i m a Goddess. But even i have Mercy to Souls like you. Well i cant deny Priest." Her Hand moves over to my Face, caressing it Softly. "You have Something in you, Something what i want to explore more in the Future." Suddenly she pulls me in for an twosted Kiss. My eyes widens in Shock, as my Heart beguns to raced beat in an intensity i never Felt before.

"Hmm youre so Delicious Priest. I cant wait to fully taste you. To truly tear you apart, to make you mine. Until next Time Gerald." After this Plaga dissapeared into an Cloud of Dust. Exhausted about what happened i dropped down to my knees. My Hand going to my Heart then to my Head. No...How...I could, no i kissed the Devil, but why...it felt so good? Why i felt so alive, so at Peace and free? Something i never experienced before. The thoughts hunted me for the Rest of the Night.

Plaga had planted her Seed, her Doubts in me as i never expected. She showed me how weak i was truly. Angry i yelled upo the Sky. "O Lord, where are you. Why you dont protect me before her?" But no one answered.