Worshipping the Demon

Penny grunted as she shifted the heavy box across the attic. Her sister Yvette grunted in agreement as the pair pushed and dragged the box towards the steps. They had been sorting out the attic, of their new home for the last few days. The pair had moved into the house together two months ago. Two months during which they had cleaned, painted and decorated the house to make it liveable. It was not much, just a small two bed semi-detached house in a slightly dodge area. However, it was their’s and not too far from their family, friends, and work. Finally they had got round to sorting out the attic. Only to find it full of junk. Luckily one of their friends had offered the use of their car to take it all to the local skip for recycling. It had taken all weekend to just clear half of it. Now the sisters were moving the last bits closer to the stairs. To make it easier to bring it down next weekend.

Penny stretched looking round at the last few items resting against the far wall. Yvette smiled at the exaggerated sigh Penny gave. It was not obvious at a glance that the pair were sisters, they had very different appearances. Penny was the oldest at twenty two. She was short, a couple of inches under average height. She had short, stylish black hair and dark eyes. Her figure matched her size in that it was small, but not too small. Her breasts were not tiny, instead they matched her frame perfectly. Even if she would have preferred them to be bigger. They were nice, firm and round. She had a nice set of legs, and an ass many women would kill for. Yvette was three years younger, but actually looked older with her figure. She was taller than Penny by almost six inches. With long straw blonde hair and dark blue eyes. Her figure was fuller, with large globular breasts. She had a slight hour glass look about her. With wide hips and a fuller ass. Her legs were long and shapely. It was only in their faces that the fraternal similarity was obvious. Both had the same round faces, with the same small nose and full mouth. Each having the same slight elfin look to their eyes.

After the first day the pair had quickly figured the attic was very warm to work in. As a result they were wearing slightly skimpier clothing than would be normal for early spring. Penny was in a small cut off style pink sleeveless vest and a pair of tight denim shorts. Yvette was in a black playsuit with white hearts printed on it. Both had on simple pumps and ankle socks just to avoid stepping on anything too sharp.

“Only a few more things.” Penny said looking at her sister.

“Yeah, but that one bit of wood looks heavy.” Yvette said pointing to a large piece of wood resting against the back wall. It looked like it had once been the back of some large piece of furniture. Penny could still see the joints where it must have been attached. She had to agree that it did look heavy.

“I’m sure we can move it together.” She said, “come on lets get it over with. The rest looks light compared to it.” Now it was Yvette’s turn to sigh, but she nodded and the pair went over to the wood. It was heavy, but turned out to be not as bad as they thought. Between them they fairly easily moved it. As they headed back Penny noticed something on the wall behind where the piece of wood has stood. She took a closer look and found that it was actually a carving in the wall behind.

“What the hell is this?” She asked, pointing to the carving. Yvette looked up from where she was just lifting a small suitcase. She shrugged, and shook her head.

“Fuck knows.” She said, Penny took an even closer look. The carving was in a strange circular pattern, almost like a maze. Positioned around the design were strange, disturbing looking symbols. She reached up to run her hand over the nearest of the symbols. As she did her finger caught on the edge. Penny winced as the wood dug into her finger.

“Shit!” She muttered as she pulled her finger back. Blood dripped from the cut, she sucked on it muttering to herself.

“What you done?” Yvette asked.

“Cut my fucking finger.” Penny said around the digit in her mouth.

“That was silly.” Penny glared at her sister, and was about to respond with a suitable insult when Yvette gasped and pointed at the wall. Penny turned to look and froze in shock. The pattern was filling with blood. The few drops that had landed on the wall were now spreading around the design. Expanding well beyond the small amount that had been left. As the design filled with blood it began to shift, rotating slowly. Penny took a step back, blinking and shaking her head. At first she thought she was seeing things. Then the design began to rotate faster. By now the whole thing was filled in with the blood. It began to glow, first it was a deep blood red. Then it turned brighter and brighter. Until neither of them could actually look it was so bright. A few seconds later the glow died. Penny looked back to see that the wall where the design had been had vanished. Replaced by some sort of swirling vortex of what appeared to be flame and smoke. As she watched a figure appeared out of the swirling flame, stepping into the room. Penny’s eyes went wide in horror, she heard Yvette scream sharply beside her.

The creature that stood before them was something out of a horror film. It’s skin was jet black, looking like it was some sort of leather. It’s feet and hands ended in vicious looking claws that seemed to glint in the light. Out of it’s back stretch two huge black wings that it held open, filling the attic with them. The creature was all muscle, pronounced and firm. It’s arms bulging with the muscles. But it was the thing’s face that was the most frightening. It had no nose, instead the lower part of the face was taken up by it’s large mouth. A mouth filled with sharp, long teeth. There were no eye’s in the sockets where there should have been. Instead each socket was filled by a single deep red flame that seemed to burn into Penny as the thing looked at them. Penny took a second step back, about to flee for the stairs.