Vietnam 2

“I can’t believe that worked,” Mary stated, holding me tight. “There’s something…different about you.”
My raged filled me. An imaginary wall appeared behind me, and manacles snaked out from the wall, snapping about my wrists. Gunfire erupted off in the distance. “There’s something…different about you.”
My raged filled me. My flail didn’t appear. I dimmed it anyways; a moment later, Mary followed. Then a priestess’s string touches Mark and his soulmate, exorcising them. “Are you in there, Alison?” she cried out as she wrestled with me. I struggled harder to take control of my body, but the bitch wouldn’t relent. Hope was dead in him. Just like you said he would. “I am the Morning Star!” Lucifer bellowed. Sweat drenched my body, my lungs burned with exertion. *I am a slut! He saved the unborn daughter’s life, and the mother foolishly pledged Alison’s service to Lucifer thinking he was an angel sent by the Creator. April’s glasses reflecting our power. “What’s happening?” Mary asked. Mark would become the Antichrist, leading the world astray, and Lilith would be freed to