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Mary

"Mary... Mary..." the dark angel called as it moved toward her with fully extended black feathered wings. Massive shadows were cast upon the floor, and Mary felt as if all the warmth in the room fled those darkened spaces. As all the possibilities of her fate seemed to bombard her at once, the dark angel's movements began to circle her. Timid steps moved her back toward the outside of the church-pew. There was no hallway there, only a doom she knew would descend the moment this creature decided to attack.

"Mary... Mary..." The devilish repeating of her name unnerved her in a thousand different ways as she continued her slow retreat. Blazing yellow eyes gazed into her pale blue pools, turning them green with its unholy light. In all the stories she had ever heard, this lustful creature would ravage the purity from her body then consume her soul. Without the power of the Lord there was nothing she could do.

Wait... the power of the Lord... "B-back! Y-you!" She tried to sound brave, but her body trembled with such a horrific fear she felt she might faint dead at any moment. "This... this is God's house!" A quick movement pulled a Bible from the back of the pew and she held it up like a weapon. "Our Father! Who art in Heaven! Hallowed be thy name!" The words caused the dark angel to stop its forward movement. A great anger filled its face and a mighty roar resonated off the stone walls. "Thy kingdom come! Thy will be done! On Earth as it is in Heaven!"

All of the muscles in the monster seemed to flex, and Mary suddenly leaped left on instinct, clearing the front-most pew as a mighty crash shattered the wood behind her. Her feet had a difficult time gaining traction, but she managed to crawl up to the dais and reach the alter before a great claw came down on her back.

Heat and muscle were suddenly pressed onto her backside. A great and heavy body held her prone, laughing as she struggled, preventing her escape. "Mary..." the guttural voice seemed to purr into her ear, "surrender... yield..."

"No," she whimpered as she struggled to climb up the alter and escape.

"Give yourself to me," the dark angel continued to purr, "I shall give unto thee all the pleasures of the flesh..."

"No..."

"Thy world shall be my world..."

"Begone..."

"They sin shall be my sin... thy lust... my lust..."

A great need began to burn within Mary's body as the dark angel spoke his temptations to her. It was becoming increasingly difficult to refuse him and the struggle in her body began to wane. The will she had used to stay pure all her life was being battered away... crushed by the heated lust of this dark angel who would fill her with his power and cause her to scream in ecstasy if she would only utter a single word.

"No..." she continued to resist.

"Yes..." the dark angel rumbled in a softer tone, "relax... open yourself to me... let me in... let me enter your body... your mind... your soul..." The sound was filling her mind, drawing away her resistance, bringing desires to the surface of her which where normally never considered. "... open yourself to me..." his voice repeated again and again, as something new began to press up against her body. "... let me in... let me in..." the mantra repeated as that intruder began rubbing against the material of her blue jeans which separated him from her hymen. "... open your body... open your soul... take in my gift... my child you may receive... let me in Virgin Mary... let me in..."

The fragments of her world bled away, causing Mary to clench shut her eyes. Again the object of his affection pressed against the material between her legs and a lustful gasp bulged them open again. In front of her was the image of her savior... her Christ... her King. All of this and more hung from the crucifix with wounds which bled the cleansing power of forgiveness. All she needed was to accept him into her heart and she would be forgiven. All she needed was to accept him and be saved.

Memories of her youth flooded through her mind. The school she had attended... the hopes... the dreams... the prayers. In an instant, those prayers returned to her mind and formed on her lips. "Pater noster!" she shouted with all of her might, and behind her, the dark angel jerked. "Pater noster! Qui es in caelis!" The Lord's Prayer was the ultimate weapon in her church. The one prayer which was easily remembered and easily understood. "Sanctificetur nomen tuum! Adveniat regnum tuum! Fiat voluntas tua, sicut in caelo et in terra!" While few of the other children remembered how to say the prayer in Latin, Mary had always felt the beauty of it was enhanced when spoken in this mystical tongue. "Panem nostrum quotidianum da nobis hodie, et dimitte nobis debita nostra sicut et nos dimittimus debitoribus nostris!" The dark angel grew heavy, growling angrily it pressed down upon her... trying to crush the air from her lungs so that she could not breathe in. But it was too late, a quick gasp was all she needed then she shouted with all of her might. "Et ne nos inducas in tentationem, sed libera nos a malo! Amen!"

From all around, an explosion of blue flames burst into life, consuming her world. The strength of her attacker pressed so hard against her that she felt her bones would break. The echo of its scream filled her ears with such a racket that they seemed to pop. The entirety of her world filled with a great blue light which did not burn... it flooded out in all directions lifting her up from her prone place until at last she was free of the monster.

It took a moment before she could turn, but when she did she witnessed the true form of the demon which had tried to take her. The blue blaze on its body forced it to stumble backward, as if something were striking it. It took several steps back, then stumbled, breathing heavily in savage grunts as it fought what was happening. A mighty roar signaled its charge, and as it rushed forward, Mary rose to her feet, gathered her will, and focused it out of her with a mighty shouting breath. "AMEN!!!"

The word caused a shock-wave to emit from her body and strike the unholy monster with such force that it's body shattered. In every direction the dark one flew. Its pieces rapidly breaking apart into smaller and smaller bits which separated until finally there was nothing but a fine mist.

The righteousness flames eventually away, and what was left of the dark angel fell like dust upon the floor. An eerie silence lingered as Mary's ears rang from all of the noise she had endured. The presence of the Lord faded away... and with it, the last bits of strength she had used to hold herself together. Curling her body into a fetal position, Mary began rocking herself back and forth. Then, when the last of her fighting spirit had exhausted itself, she allowed her tears to fall down her face, and she wept.