Entering the Ramirez Household

Finding herself in a dimly lit basement, Hekate blinked allowing her eyes to adjust to the change in lighting from the Shrine. She could see two figures on the other end of the room, who seemed to be poking at something on the wall. Luckily they had not noticed her arrival yet, so she braced herself as her vision slowly cleared.

When she could finally see clearly she was shocked by the sight before her, Juan Ramirez was hung up on the wall, his arms outspread with spikes driven through his wrists. His face was contorted, lip still quivering as he clung to life, even as his belly had been slit open from the groin up to his ribcage allowing his intestines to hang out, drooping to the floor.

Two men dressed in what appeared military uniforms but with no noticeable insignia. One of the men had a large Bowie knife in his hand and was poking at the man’s side, causing him to gurgle.

Seeing this Hekate growled at how inhumane humanity could truly be. This attracted the young soldiers’ attention as they spun around catching sight of the demon that stood angrily before them.

The Caucasian man holding the Bowie knife, spat at her, “Satan’s Whore” leaping towards her as he swung the knife.

Hekate, easily dodged the strike catching the man by the wrist with a vise like grip, causing him to scream out in pain. “I am not a Whore foolish mortal, and I would never belong to King Satanas.”

The other man, who appeared to be of middle eastern descent, drew a pistol from his holster, and pointed it at the Succubus firing off rounds as he screamed, “Cal, Let Him Go you Cunt.”

Hekate though used the man in her grasp as a shield to catch the bullets, and as his pistol clicked and he turned to flee, took the blade from his dying hands. Flipping it to hold by the point and then slinging it to strike the other man in the middle of the back as he fumbled with the knob of a door. The man cried out as he touched his chest while dropping to his knees and feeling the point of the blade penetrating from his torso, tears filled his eyes as he prayed, “Dear Lord please save me.”

Hekate laughed hearing the man’s last words, “There is no heaven for the likes of monsters such as you.” Letting the corpse of the other fall to the floor as she approached the man crucified on the wall. She reached to cup his face, “I am sorry I was to late sir, but I will end your pain now.” Fishing a crystal from the pouch she held it up to his chest, a single tear rolling down her cheek as she called the soul into the crystal. Once it had been absorbed the crystal had a faint blue glow, and she placed it carefully back into the pouch.

Turning to the two she left on the floor, “And don’t think your souls will escape our wrath,” taking crystals out and absorbing their souls as will to take back to Gehenna for a just punishment for eternity.

Taking a moment to once more glance over the scene and make sure she did not miss anything, she stepped over the corpse and opened the door to proceed up the steps into the main body of the house, hoping the wife had daughter would be in a better state.