Page 6 of Raven's Spectre


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Lucifer gave me a smile that could wither away any soul. One that darkened everything around him. “You find him. You will want to make sure to kill him, before he kills you. And you bring me that raven. Alive.”

A thin piece of parchment paper unveiled before me. Words appeared out of thin air, covering the paper in onyx ink, two blank lines were left at the bottom of the page where my signature would go. I watched him as he bit off the edge of his finger, using his blood as he signed the bottom line in crimson blood. He then waved his hand to me.

“Your turn.”

His name was the first I could make out, a binding contract with Lucifer Morningstar. The contract blurred in and out but I was able to make out the gist of it. One raven’s soul for the souls of my brothers; of my family. Failure to comply meant my immediate death and the unending suffering of all those I loved. Those at peace would be ripped down to hell.

“Do you concur, biker?”

Taking my switchblade out, I cut into my finger until that same crimson blood appeared. My finger hovered over the blank line. I fisted my hand, keeping myself from the stupidity I was about to commit.

Bulldog’s voice echoed in my head, forcing me to try and do the right thing.

I looked up at Lucifer and spoke slowly and carefully. “One raven’s soul, and my family continues to rest in peace. My brothers will be untouched andifI fail, which I will not, I become a Reaper.”

Lucifer narrowed his eyes on me. “What makes you think I won’t rip you apart right here where you stand.”

I smirked back at him, like he’d done to me. “Because you need me more than I need you.”

The words on the page suddenly began to transfigure, my words remaining.

With a swipe of my finger, I left my blood stained name on the contract. My body was seized up above the ground and an agonizing wave of pain ricocheted through my bones. I could feel the twisting of my soul as inhuman wails echoed around me in an ominous celebration declaring the binding of it to the devil. I was then dropped in a heap on the ground. I was left in silence, only the ruffle of the wind against the sand resonated around me.

I sobbed into the concrete, a deep heart wrenching sound that filled the silence around me. I thought of my pretty young wife, of my baby girl and the tears continued to run down my cheeks. That’s when I tore myself up, shouting up to the God I knew now existed.

“What the fuck do you want from me?!” When I didn’t hear or see any response I cursed up at the skies. I cursed with all my might, and then falling to my knees I begged my wife for forgiveness.

“I’m sorry baby. You married a fucking loser, son of bitch, who couldn’t protect you in life let alone in death. Please forgive me, baby. Oh God, please forgive me!”

I’m not sure how long I stayed there, sobbing and begging. In the end there was only one certainty, my deal with the devil was sealed.

And I slowly staggered down that long stretch of highway toward my bike, wondering two things:What the fuck had I gotten myself into, and was there really a way to deceive the devil?

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RAVEN

The man stared at me as if I were some kind of disgusting wild animal.

"What can it do?"

"She sings, Sir."

The man circled the cage, looking at me as if I were some insect, some disgusting creature that crawled out of the dirt and into his perfect realm. I hugged my knees to my chest and lowered my head.

The gypsy continued to try and sell me off. "She doesn't look like much. Beautiful, yes, but…"

The man grimaced as he stared down at me. "An abomination."

"To say the least, Sir."

He crouched down to my eye level and poked at my side through the bars.

"Do you speak?"

I didn't answer, trying to hide myself.

"How does she…you know. Do what she does?" He waved a hand dismissively.

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