The Incantation Page #5

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She's ready

when I say she's ready.

Prepare these.

Yes, My Lord.

Sometimes you petulant fools

need to pay heed

to the proven wisdom

of a prudish old man.

I have not managed to stay

around this place this long

without getting this right

a couple of times before.

And you have not managed

it all without us.

And she's different.

We've always known

this one would be harder.

Fool.

Are you playing devil

or advocate?

Prophecy or none,

I will not so easily

relinquish my power to a woman,

much less a child.

You don't say

the same of me?

Everyone knows

this is House of Borley,

despite the name on the deed.

Take heed, sinners.

It's your game, Vicar.

Always has been.

Oh, Lucy, I think I lov--

Lucy?

Lucy?

Lucy!

Oh, I can't believe this.

Hi.

It's okay.

I won't hurt you.

What's your name?

Do you live

in the castle, too?

Lucy?

Hey, come here.

It's okay.

I won't hurt you.

What's your name?

Have you been following me?

Little rose

right off the vine

Picked from God right

off the vine

Careful not to touch

the thorn

Now she's ready.

What's the matter?

Don't you want it?

It's beautiful

just like you.

Who are you talking to?

A little girl, silly.

Hey! Come back!

Come here, little cutie.

-Come out, come out,

wherever you are!

Bloody bones

on the first step.

Can you hear him?

Lucy!

Damn it.

It's nothing.

Bloody bones

on the second step.

You didn't even

tell me your name.

Little girl!

What am I doing here?

Lucy?

Can you hear him?

Bloody bones,

dragging chains.

Bloody bones getting

closer still.

Bloody bones says...

Lucy.

Please be seated.

Miss Bellerose,

I asked you

not to come up here,

yet here you are.

In fact, you've done nothing

but mock us your entire visit.

I--

I'm not here to admonish you.

Quite the contrary.

Where others see rebellion,

I see independence

and initiative.

I don't understand.

You may find this

hard to believe,

but you were invited here

for a very specific purpose.

The time has come to bring you

into the fold.

Who is that little girl

and what have you done to her?

She's my daughter.

Rose.

And in a way, Lucille,

you are, too.

But I thought

priests weren't allowed to--

They are not.

Do not get distracted.

What others call selfish,

we call survival.

You don't blame the wolf

for devouring the fawn, do you?

Lucy, look at me.

This house, this power,

everything,

we are in danger

of losing it all.

That's where you come in,

but it comes at a price.

I want no part of this,

no matter what this is.

Unh!

We're not exactly asking,

little one.

Besides, you're already

part of this.

Enough.

What he says is true.

It is a family tradition,

your family.

Our family.

Let's just say we've used up

our free passes,

but you?

Ohh. You.

-Let me go!

-No!

The life of just one innocent

extends ours immensely.

The first one

is always the hardest.

After then,

you'll crave it.

Aah!

Unh!

Santa Lucia...

By faith in he

who brings the light,

we swear allegiance

and bequeath unto thee

this precious rose.

Vanquish her innocence.

Okay, one more,

then it's lights out.

Okay, Lucille?

-Okay, Mommy.

-Pinky swear?

"Once upon a hill up high,

there was a castle

near the sky.

Herein lived an evil man,

ruling with a heavy hand.

Full of ego and pride,

against God's will,

he took a bride.

She bore to him

a nephew son,

and so the family curse begun.

The love for flesh

was oh so strong,

and the son

tradition did carry on.

But his own child

was never born

when for his sins,

she did burn.

But selfishly,

he continued on,

taking lives to save his own.

Until one day,

the family spared

by a newborn rose so fair.

Only she and she alone

her father's sins can atone.

But the decision to fight

must be solely hers,

or else the family

be forever cursed."

Lucy!

Lucy?

Is that you?

Oh!

Lucy!

Huh?

Lucy, do not deny

your true nature.

It's okay, Lucy.

We're family, remember?

Go to hell!

We already have, dear.

Lucille, we can grant you

a full and complete life,

if you'll only trust in us.

Lucy?

Lucy?

Sh*t!

Aah!

Oh!

Saint Lucy?

Lucy, so nice of you

to join us.

Shh, child.

Join us.

What's she saying?

Please tell me

what's going on.

Please, oh, my God.

I'm falling apart.

It's okay.

She's not herself right now.

She calls out

to many before you.

Kneel.

Eat of my flesh.

Drink of my blood.

No!

Silly girl.

Don't make me angry.

Won't you just go?

Leave my house.

O enlightened one,

thrown from Heaven

for being brave and just,

we invoke your assistance

in our time of abjection.

We will not forget

the sacrifices that you made,

and so unto you

make this sacrifice

in your honor.

You want me to...

I can't!

Put your sister in him

out of her misery.

She's not my sister!

See? It is meant to be.

Do not disobey.

So you want to play, huh?

You little b*tch!

I want you

out of my house,

or so help me God,

I will kill you.

Right spirit.

Wrong lady.

Lucy, stop resisting.

You know deep down

how this all plays out.

He gave His only begotten son,

and He's not selfish?

But we take the weak,

the downtrodden,

and the lonely.

And we are the evil ones?

Then so be it.

We are the evil ones.

Defy Him Lucille.

Defy Him!

Let the girl go!

Lucy, she may appear innocent,

but that little girl

is the only thing between you

and life immortal.

If I could promise you

a long life

without remorse,

without guilt of any kind,

wouldn't you take it?

That girl has already died.

It is only the act

you need to do.

God damn it,

it isn't working!

Silence.

Lucy,

we kill the pure of heart

in order to replenish

or home,

our families.

Your family has been

doing it for generations.

It's not about the wealth

or the power.

Although that's nice, too.

It's about having complete

reign over these weak fools.

The constraints of morality

do not bind those

who do not believe

in its very principles.

We will not be held

accountable

by He whom you call God.

Like Saint Lucille,

I am blind to the sins

of the father.

Like the bearer of light,

I will fight my own way.

The God of man

does not possess me.

In nomine Patris.

Et lo spiritus malus.

For I am she that cannot

be possessed.

I am the Alpha and the Omega.

The end all, be all.

You.

Actually...

You did it.

But I'm not quite sure

of the innocence.

Sure.

I'm Lucy.

I said back away!

A storm is tossed

Upon the sea

Whose eye is stained

With tears

A wretch hell bound

And bent on blood

The makings

of the fearful spheres

The tide

It stole away her grace

The depths

They wouldn't claim her

Toil begat

By a father's blood

This path

Was laid before her

Redemption bought

By beacon's blood

Applied

Upon the darkness

The pact embraced

The road unsought

The maiden of death

Won't be unmarked

Bonjour, Mademoiselle.

Ah! Ah!

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