The Savior Of Hades

"I said that I never wanted to become a priest, did you even for once in your life know what the dreams of your only child was?" He questioned in between sobs.

But his mother gave no answer and before she entered the car, she stared at him for a few minutes.

The car whisked away as he watched later and he wondered if she stared at him from inside or not.

He could have gone after her, but the men and women who had gathered watching them held him and made it impossible for him to do so.

He wondered what they knew that he didn't.

" I'm happy Rachel made that decision for herself. She's so pretty for the sort of life she has been living before" one woman chirped in and the silent crowd went off in clamour and support of what she had said.

As if that was going to make Ed Warren feel better... As if that was the piece of affection he currently needed.

As he currently were, he felt nothing less of hate and anger. Sad at the same time, not just for himself but his mother as well. She had lived her olive years being the wife of a man who didn't deserve her.

He was well in his years and had matured behind his age to notice how society worked and how issues like that were handled.

Women who were pretty, like his mother had been were usually left for the richer men in the society to marry. And men like his father who has nothing to their name married the less pretty ones.

How could his mother have fallen the rule despite all her beauty? If she hadn't, he would have been the son of a wealthy landowner.

"Can you imagine he even tricked a woman into believing he was a hardworking man with the money she saved up for her son's upkeep?! I pray against such men for myself and my generation!!" A woman muttered.

" But Nanno, you are already married!" A man from the crowd corrected her and everyone in the crowd bursted into laughter. Except for Ed Warren ofcourse.

He turned away from them and began walking back towards the direction of his house, tired of all he was hearing from the people about his family. As if they themselves had no flaws and imperfections in their lives.

From what he had heard and the only plausible explanation everything could be termed to, his parents had stopped behaving like husband and wife months ago. And this had happened after his mother had found another suitor with everything she wanted in a man.

Wealth, businesses, lands as well as willing to provide for her and everything she wanted.

But she had given him a condition. She would have to get more than a million dollars from him, which according to her, she was going to settle her son with and give him so that he could truly forget about her, like he had demanded, and live a happy life far from sorrows.

Not days after she was able to realize the last thousand to complete the money did she find out that the money was missing and upon search had discovered that his father had stolen it, flexing one new woman in town and claiming to be a single unmarried man.

Rachael had met up with her and confronted the woman and she had come to their home, the day he had returned and she had broken a bottle of alcohol he drank on his head, which had caused the first bleeding he had noticed.

He entered the house as he arrived at the front door, closing it without caution as he did.

His father was still sprawled on the floor and he didn't bother to check if he were still breathing this time around.

He sat near the window, staring at him and wondering why he allowed the demon of lust to possess his body like the priests had said cheating husband's were.

It wasn't just the demon of lust. Drunkenness and laziness were also a part of.

His father had allowed all the malicious demons there were to possess him and made him useless not just to himself but to his family.

Ed got up to close the wooden window as the offensive odor from the street gutter was slowly circulating in the room.

It was almost afternoon and most families were already making their meals for the day. The only meal everyone in their various families would share in bits for the day.

He spotted Lorraine Blai bathing in the bathroom outside her home as he stood to close the window.

Her house was down stairs while theirs was up, and she bathed outside as most houses like hers didn't have bathrooms.

He wondered if the other families up stairs saw her too as she bathed beside the uncompleted house by her home.

Quickly, he rushed over to his father's room to pick his binoculars.

The man was unconscious and he recalled that he had binoculars he used in watching most girls that bathed outside from the window of his room without them knowing.

Squinting his eye, he set the direction towards where Lorraine took her bathe and stared at her.

Her soapy hands ran over her body and he trailed them as they moved. He could tell that her skin was soft and silky. Girls were said to have them.

As he prepared to stop his gaze from running more over her bare body without her knowledge, he caught sight of something.

Already he had decided deep within him to stop staring. Father Romillon said that demons existed and were responsible for most of the bad things that people did. And he didn't want to be possessed by any demon, lest he would begin to act like his father. There was a demon for lust and continuing what he did would give the demon the passageway to possess him, just like Father Romillon taught.

But as he saw the dark mark by the side of her left breast as her hand cradled her left breast to wash, he could not decide to follow through with his previous admonishing not to stare again.

Perhaps he had seen wrong. Lorraine could not be an antichrist. Even if she were, why would she study at the monastery of the Judith Sisters without being found out for that long, given the years she had already spent.

He picked the binoculars again and squinted his eyes, directing it's focus at her chest.

There, in it's full glory, he saw her left nipple standing erect on her breast and a few centimeters away from it, he saw the inverted cross. There was no need denying what he had seen before now.