Paranormal Protection Agency - Chapter 1 - Umbras Damnatorum

Unknown Female

October 4

New Haven City

Jonathan Murphy High School

9:12 AM

Just a few more things and I can get this summoning to work. It's a good thing no one is looking for me nor around to see me do this. I would probably get bomb bared with questions like "What are you doing", "Why are you doing this?" or "What is wrong with me". Maybe even get sent to an asylum or something. Which would be cool, only to see if it's as creepy as those asylums shown in those horror movies.

But it doesn't matter, It's not like anyone is looking for me. Nobody wants to waste their time with the "pale, creepy, purple haired girl" and even if they are looking for me they're never going to find me in the school's basement. Why the basement? Apparently this book requires me to be in the darkest room of a building. Glad I always carry a flashlight. I could have not come to school and done this at my own home, but it's not safe for me. It's only a matter of time before they come looking for me there. After all, I did steal this book from them.

On the floor, in front of me, is a carving of a logo. Around the logo, are dark red candles, apparently needed to be made out of the blood of a virgin. Gross but in a cool way. The instructions in the book saids that I must drip my own blood on to the logo until it is covered by it then light up the candles with hellfire and chant the sacred words from the book. This sounds simple enough.

I sat down on the floor and place the book open on the side of me. While holding the flashlight, I reach for my book bag to pull out my knife preparing to start but I'm starting to get that feeling. It's that annoying feeling you get when you really want to do something but your afraid of the consequences. I guess it should be expected. I've never done this before, but there is no way I could back out now. I'm here for answers and I plan on getting them from whoever this thing summons.

I place the flashlight in my mouth to hold it and have the light pointing towards the front of me. I lower the knife to my left hand and cut it down from the bottom of my middle finger to my palm. Normally if a normal person were to do this it would hurt but for me it doesn't, it just stings. Then again, I'm not what you call "normal". The blood flows down on my hand and drops to the carving. It's not enough. I then continue to cut down pass my palm and on to the wrist. Ok now it hurts. Good thing I can regenerate or I could die from this.

More blood flows down and as it's dropping on the floor, the blood is spreading over the logo. As it's completely covered, I place my knife on the floor next to the book and grabbed my flashlight. Now to light the candles. Got to concentrate. With a flick of my wrist, the tip of the candles are lit up with dark purple fire and turned off my flashlight.

As I'm looking through the book for the words, I can't help but wonder who am I going to summon. The book doesn't tell me exactly who. It just saids "Umbrae Damnatorum". Sounds creepy. Also the book is titled "Book of Daemon". Odd name. But doesn't matter, as long as it's someone from hell that is being summoned then it's ok.

Ok, found the "scared words". They look to be in Latin, just like in the movies and TV shows. Awesome even though I don't know how to speak that language. Normally, this is the part where I should prepare myself incase if things turn violent. But with my abilities, I think I can handle it.

I begin to read the words:

"O, Umbras Damnatorum, magno meo ego autem-"

I notice that one of the dark red candle lights have just burned out.

"-sum puer homble cultu."

There goes the second light. My heart starts to beat fast.

"peto a vobis ut istum de peccato mundat."

The third burns out. Now I'm have second thoughts.

"Et dimitte forth the Eleminate opressers-"

The fourth goes out, only one left. At this point my heart is beating rapidly. I'm nervous, not for my safety but just what could come out. A demon, monster, or anything.

"praefectus mundi , ad nostram salutem."

The last candle goes out.

I backed up a little and quickly turn on my flashlight. Pointing the light towards the display I set in front of me, I saw a figure standing on the carved logo. It shape like a human. But before I could get a better look at it or even say a word, I was quickly tackled and sent, back first, into a wall. If people thought cutting themselves with a knife was painful, they had no idea how this feel right now. Imagine getting hit by a truck on your back. Three times maybe.

I dropped my flashlight and collapse to the floor groaning in pain. The figure jumped on me and tried to bite me. It started to shriek so loudly I was surprised my ears didn't go deft. I quickly grabbed it by the shoulders and tried to push it away but the knife wound on my left arm is making it difficult. Its still healing. It's strong. If it can throw me across the room with that much power, image it biting me. Upon reaction to that, I flicked my wrist and dark purple, fire burst on his back, burning him.

The figure let out a painful shriek. I then pushed it off of me with all my force. It trembled on the ground scrimping, but now the fire spread all over it's body. No no no, I didn't mean to do that. I don't want to kill him. I tried to lift myself up but the pain in my back is preventing me from doing it. I think it may be broken.

After a few seconds, the figure stopped shrieking and just laid flat on the floor, while the fire is still on him. I felt disappointed. First because i didn't get the answers I wanted. I could even ask a question. And second I didn't even get a better look at it. The fire burned it so badly it is impossible to know what it looked before. This wasn't suppose to happen. But in a way, it should have been expected. While on the floor, I looked for my flashlight. Thanks to the fire providing light, I can find it easily.

But as I'm looking around the room something made me stop. It was something that should not be happening. And then there was that feeling, that feeling you get when you should have listen to the feeling you had before. The logo on the floor was cracking. Suddenly a hand popped up through the crack, as if it was crawling out. The hand look human like, only difference is the skin is not there. It is as if the skin was ripped off.

Then I hear a shriek. It's the exact same shriek heard from the figure I killed. That's when I realized that I had summoned more then one. But that's impossible, you can only summon one thing at a time or so I've thought. Two more hands emerged from the floor. Both having the same skinless hands. I can't get up and my arm is still healing. I don't even know if I can take on these things while I'm like this. One of the

figures manage to crawl out and started to look at me.

It's pupils were bright white but the surrounding of the eye was pitch black. It looked hollowed or lifeless. I couldn't make out what the rest of it looks like. I didn't want to anymore. In my mind all I can think now is how many people in the school I just put in danger. Thinking out loud, all I said was:

"What have I done?"

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Unknown Male

New Haven City - Apartment Complex - Room

7:22 AM

-Massacre at a Family Home. Police are still investigating on the murders of Brian Miller, age 32, Martha Miller, age 30, and Timothy Miller, age 12 that accord last night at a local suburban home. Authorities say Brian and Timothy's bodies were found with brutal bites marks and claw wounds. As for Martha, her body was found covered in a silver substance called mercury and appeared to have multiple gun wounds.

-Police were unable to find the weapon used nor the assailant. They predict that the cause may have been an animal attack. Witness did say during the night they have heard strange howling sounds around the neighborhood. However, they also mention of a figure wearing a hooded black trench coat exiting the home before police arrived.

-This makes it the thirteenth incident of strange murders and occurrences taking place here these two weeks.

With little to no explanation and police left baffled, the family's of the victims and many residents are left confused and desperate. Seeking answers or explanations on-

I quickly turned off the TV.

Answers. People always want answers. Answers to the unexplainable.

I tossed the TV remote to my bed while I tend to the wounds I received last night.

Two claw wounds on my back and three on the sides. That damn beast got me good. Getting sloppy. If I had arrived earlier, if I had been more prepared, I could have saved the boy. Maybe even the father.

I unwrapped the old bandages, toss them to the trash bin and grabber new ones. The pain on my sides and back are a bit unbearable but I think I can manage. After patching my wounds, I then went to my closet to look for my gear and prepare for school. Found my suit, which takes the appearance of a black hooded trench coat, black pants and black shoes, and notice my guns and scarf are nowhere to be seen. The suit still has the slash marks but it looks usable. Good thing it didn't slash my tech glasses I'm wearing. Then it would have been a big problem for me, but I'll fix the marks when I come back.

I put the suit on and started looking for my book bag, scarf, and guns, I felt a sudden pain in my head. I haven't slept at all last night. In fact, I don't remember the last time I even laid down on a bed. As I found my book bag and scarf, looked at the time on my cable box. It saids 7:40. Twenty minutes left until school starts. I have no time.

I go into my pocket of my coat and grabbed my gloves. Put them and and raised my hands forward. Symbols appear on the back of my hand and it starts to glow bright. Suddenly my guns appear on my hands. They are the same color as my suit and have the same symbols as my gloves on the side of the guns. Then it disappears same does my gloves. I should have done that instead of looking for it. I blame my lack of sleep.

I put my scarf in my book bag and started to head out to my front door. Every fiber of my being is telling me to lay down on my bed, forget about school and let my slumber take away all my pains. But I can't. I have to go, if I don't attend I could get expelled. Given the fact that I've skipped school to investigate these thirteen incidents, I don't blame them if they do.

As I left my apartment and started to run to Jonathan Murphy High, I can't help but think about these incidents that have been going on. It's strange that these occurrences happen in a short period of time. The first two were about possessed kids, three were vengeful spirits, one was a vampire sighting, the other six I couldn't find anything. It was almost as if someone wanted no one to know. The only thing I could find are a series of demonic symbols. Then there is yesterday's incident. The beast had that same demonic symbol on its chest. There must be a pattern or something.

What worries me are people's reaction to this. Some are horrified and go to religion as if it's going to help the situation. Some don't even care and move on with there lives, thinking it's a hoax made by a group of teenagers. The ones that worry me the most are people who welcome these strange happenings. I've seen people consider it a way of life. Using picket signs like "WE ARE NOT ALONE, EMBRACE THE UNFAMILIARITY". Even going as far as to preform rituals or summonings for their own personal gain.

I finally arrived at school but I was so tired of running I paused to catch my breath. I tapped the side on my tech glasses to check the time and it's 8:03. Three minutes late. I ran to my classroom with what little energy I had left. Made it. I ran in so fast I shocked everyone in the room. Ms.Hillman, my homeroom teacher, was standing in front of the class with the attendance sheet already in her hand.

"Ah, Damian" said Ms.Hillman. "Finally decided to come to school, huh"

"At least I decide to come to school today" I retorted, trying my best to catch my breath and stay in monotone.

"Decision to come for one day does not excuse your absences and tardiness" She claimed.

"Go and take your seat"

I hate the fact that my seat is located in the back of the room. Just dislike having to walk past most of these students to get there. As I'm walking to my seat thats in the back of the class, I've notice that most of my classmates are whispering to each other. Probably making fun of me or wondering why I'm even in school. I don't get it, I'm consider in this school as a loner. I don't talk to anyone, I keep things to myself, I even try my best to avoid everyone. Yet, these people here still try to insult me as if there is anything worth insulting. Well, expect for my tech glasses. Assholes.

I sat down on my seat, place my book back under my desk, and just stared out the window as Ms.Hillman continues the attendance.

"Joyce Milton?"

"Here"

"Enders Nelson?"

"Here"

"Clark Parker?"

"Here"

"Ember Troy?"

Silence

"Ember Troy?"

Silence again

I looked back at the classroom and notice most of the same classmates started to whisper again. It's as if they want everyone else to know how much assholes they are. Poor Ember though. Since the first day I was transfer in this school, Ember was always treat like and outcast. Mostly because of her obsession with horror and supernatural. Her look also doesn't help since it's the first and only person, anyone around here has seen, as a pale, natural purple haired teen. Students here consider her a freak because of how different she is. Me? I could care less.

At times I feel sorry for her. I've seen her try her best to be friendly to these people but only get rude insults and she's mostly ignored by them. Then again, she does have a habit of annoy them with talks about the supernatural. She even once ask them to join her in trying some ritual she found on the internet. Trying to see if the supernatural are real. Pretty much could tell how that ended up. I have to be careful of her. She almost came close in discovering the truth in that ritual. She can't know the truth. No one can.

After Ms.Hillman called out my name and I responded that I'm here, I looked out the window again. My head still hurts from the lack of sleep. I also feel like any second now I could fall asleep. Suddenly I've notice a car has just park next to the school. The driver got out of the car and looks to be a red haired female. A red haired teen female. I couldn't help but just stare at her. Something about her looks familiar. But that can't be right, I'm pretty sure I've never met a punk teen before.

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"Damian"

"DAMIAN"

I quickly jumped from my seat. I look to see Ms.Hillman in front of me with an angry expression.

"If your going to fall asleep in the middle of the class then you should have never decided to come to school "

I fell asleep?! Crap. Damn my sleep deprivation. I looked passed Ms.Hillman to notice my classmates looking towards me, smirking or giggling. Not surprised. The pain in my head is still there. I lift up one hand to grab the side of my head that hurts the most.

"I'm-I'm sorry, I hav-haven't slept much lately." I murmured to Ms.Hillman

She just stands there looking at me, to see if I'm telling the truth. I just look back at her, giving an serious expression. Trying my best to give off the message that I'm not lying. She buys it and walks back to the front of the room to continue whatever she was doing. Still can't believe I fell asleep without noticing. I tapped the side of my glasses so I can check the time. It's 9:19 am. I've been asleep for more then an hour.

Suddenly I heard a shriek. A loud shriek. It's sound was like a woman in pain but with the pitch of a banshee. A banshee? Here? Everyone, including myself, started to covered our ears. The sound was so loud and painful, it's like thirty nails drilling into my ear drums. Once the scream subsided , I've notice that some students were on the floor howling in pain with blood dripping out of their ears. It can't be a Banshee. It's not capable of shrieking like that. Ms. Hillman is trying her best to help the hurt students while the rest are trying to comprehend on what is happening.

Seeing as no one is paying attention to me, I tapped my glasses a couple of times to see who am I dealing with. The lens on the glasses glow bright blue to indicate its on X-ray mode. But just when I was about to use it , I hear a female scream. It's sounded like a surprised or horrified scream. I turned it off to see what is going on and what I saw was a bit haunting.

At the front door of the classroom, there is a human like figure. What's haunting about it is it's appearance. It's looks like a regular person only difference is the skin looks as if it was ripped off. The eyes are white, but around it looks burned. Upon seeing this thing, I don't know what to think. It's not a creature I've ever seen. The creature started to slowly walk in the room like a predator looking for its prey. Everyone in the room runs to the corners of the classroom. I saw Ms.Hillman pushes some of the students that were near her behind her to shield them from whatever this thing is and might do. Then there is another shriek, only this time it sounds more far away, as if it was coming from a different section of the school. So, there's another one of these things.

The creature spotted three students across from the room, one of them just so happen to be hurt from the shriek while the other two were trying to help him.They're scared, too scared to do anything. Got to do something. Just when I was about to pull out my guns and shoot it, Ms.Hillman throws a text book at the creature. The creature quickly looks at her with a snarly expression.

"RUN!" Ms.Hillman yelled to her students.

She charges at the creature just to buy the students some time. All the students start heading towards the front door. As they all ran out, I quickly took the chance and tapped my chest to activated my suit. I can hear people screaming and running out in the hallways. As this is happening, I saw Ms.Hillman get pinned down on the floor by the creature. Once it was done, pulled out my gun and pointed it at the creature. But right before I could pull the trigger, something grabbed my arm. I turn to see it was the other creature. It shriek and push me towards a wall and forced me to drop my guns. I hit the wall, then the creature grabbed me by the neck with one hand to prevent me from falling. Choking me. Getting harder to breath. I grabbed its arm and tried my best to pull it away from me but no use.

The creature lift up it's other hand and points it's fingers at my face. Then I heard a scream, a female scream. I looked to my side to see Ms.Hillman, still on the floor, and the other creature...getting inside of her. It stretch it's body and tried to go inside Ms.Hillman through her nose, mouth, even ears. Anything that can get it inside. I felt sick, it's the first time I've seen a sight like this. As this is happening, her body is shacking. I look back at the creature grabbing me and notice the fingers on its hands are stretching towards me. Looks like it's trying to do what the other is doing to Ms.Hillman. Got to done something.

My glove covered hand, that is grabbing the creatures arm, suddenly glowed bright red, heating up my hand. Steam comes out of my hand as it's burning the arm of this thing. It shrieks in pain but it's still not letting me go. With my other hand, it suddenly glows bright red and I use it to grab its face. It shrieks more loudly and lets go of me. I kicked it away from me. Then my gun appears back into my hand and I shot the creature a couple of times.

The creature fell flat on the floor and cease it's howling.

As the heat went away from my glove, I turned to where I last saw Ms.Hillman and I'm surprised to see that she and the other creature are gone. Not good. Then I heard a small shriek from above me. I look up and see Ms.Hillman at the corner of the classroom ceiling, in a spider like pose. She had a snarly look on her face. Her eyes look different. It's identical to the creature eyes except there are red veins around the eyes instead of burnt marks. That thing is possessing her body.

It started to crawl slowly towards me. Every time it move I can hear the sound of crack bones. For the first time in a long time I felt the feeling of fear. Not because of what is happening but the way It is crawling. Out of all the ways it could have crawled, why did it have to be a spider? I hate spiders. Reaching near me, It quickly jumped down to attack me but I leaped away. As I did this, fired two bullets at it but missed. Landing on the ground , I quickly punched it and it flew towards a couple of desk. It gets up quickly and makes a leap at me but I shot it in the head. I moved away as it dropped to the floor. I know I killed Ms.Hillman, but she was dead the moment she was possessed.

I quickly ran to the front door and closed it. Three more of those creatures saw me and ran towards the door. I locked it and backed away, preparing myself if they were to backdown the door. The three started to bash the door with their arms and bodies. I can see their desperation through the glass window on the door. Battling the door like animals in a cage trying to get their meal.

Don't know how long the door can withstand. Got to hurry and see what I'm dealing with. I approach the other creature who is laying face up on the floor, and tap my glasses a couple of times, the lens turned green and started to scan the body. As it's scanning, my mind is trying to process this. It doesn't display any characteristics of a vampire nor a werewolf. It can possess someone but it's not a spirt nor a demon. What the hell is it? The scanning is done but the results seem wrong. It tells me it's a human. That can't be right?

I kneeled down to touch the body and it feels soft and slushy, it even has the body parts of a real human. That's odd. I flipped the corpse over and I saw something I didn't expect to find. I saw a demonic symbol glowing in it's back. It's the same demonic symbol I saw on the beast and the other five incidents. My guess is whatever is doing this might still be in this school.

I tap my glasses to turn on x-rays to look for the source of this. I scan the second floor where I am and all I can see is more of those creatures attacking more students. Something brought them here, it has to be. I scan the third floor, which is the top floor, and it's the same thing except there is less of them. It also looks like someone is fighting them off. I can't tell who he is but I do know he is not from this school.

I'll worry about that later. I scan the floor bellow me and it appears to have more of these creatures then the floor I'm in. I've notice a teen running around in the hallways. It's that punk teen I saw earlier and she's cutting these creatures with a red weapon. Could she be a hunter? Doesn't matter, the source is not on that floor.

I-I can help you with that

I quickly turn off the x-rays and looked up. No one is in the room. Did I just hear someone? Suddenly the door brakes open and the three creatures run in. Wait, they can talk?

Actually no they can't, that would be me talking

Stupid question, should have known better. Damn my lack of sleep. The creatures leap to attack me but jumped away. Whoever is talking sounds like a female and I can hear her voice through my head.

"Who are you?"I asked out loud.

Your talking to me right? Well if you are, then my name is not important. What is important is to come and find me, I need your help.

Can't recognized the voice. She sounds very vague but oddly familiar. I manage to shoot and kill one of them. The other landed on another group of desks.

"Why should I help you?"

Because I know where is the source of all of this

One of the creatures made a quick leap at me and manage to grab my arms. He pushes me to the floor making the pain I have on my back worst. My arms start to heat up and glow bright red. It starts to burn the creature's hands and it lets go of me. My mind is racing. Trying to survive and wondering about the voice in my head.

I shot the second creature and turn to look for the last one. It ran off into the hallway. Too many question and I have yet to get any answers. I walk to my seat to get my book bag but as I walked I lost my balance. The headache I had before is now growing worst. Regaining my balance, I opened my book bag to get my scarf and put it on.

"Why should I listen to you? How do I know your not lying?" I asked.

Because I need your help. I can also show you where these things are coming from. Please, I don't have much time

She sounded desperate.

After putting on my scarf, I also put my hoodie over my head and started to head out. Everything in my gut is telling me not to trust her but I have no choice. I have to know what caused this and stop it from continuing. As I left the room, I hear the voice telling me where I need to go.

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Well, that's it for the first chapter. Hope you like it.

Mind you, this is my first time writing so if you have any feedback that would be great!