The Hybrid Princess

Chapter 6

Molly's Part

"Mr Jeffrey, Mrs Margaret, this is the man I told you about that could help your daughter Molly," Molly heard one of their neighbours, Mrs Susan tell her parents as she opened her eyes. She had fallen unconscious again after she called out to her dad for help.

"What did you say his name is again," Molly heard her dad, Mr Martin asked even though she didn't know who the question was directed to.

"His name is Samuel, and he is a priest," Molly heard Mrs Susan reply to her Dad's question.

"A priest?" Molly asked inwardly before she heard her parents ask the same question, sounding surprised.

"Ouch," Molly groaned as she tried to move her body, realising now that she was still being tied up like an animal on the ground.

"Oh no," she muttered, shaking her body and trying to free herself but she couldn't as the rope was tied strongly around her body.

"Are you sure about this?" She heard her dad ask again, only she did not pay attention to know who he was asking the question.

"I think we should give this a try, Martin, I just want my daughter back," Molly heard her mum say, "it's just that I can't stand seeing my daughter tied up in that room like that, like an animal," she heard her mum say again, sounding heartbroken.

"Me too, Margaret, but I am a little skeptical about this, I think we should go to the doctors instead, maybe they could have a name for what Molly is experiencing and probably have a cure, I thought you were bringing a doctor, Mrs Susan," Molly heard her dad say, still sounding heartbroken like her mum.

"You and I saw what your daughter did in your house earlier, Mr Martin, you were almost her victim, do you still think her case is a medical case? Because I don't," Molly heard Mrs Susan reply her dad.

"So you think her case is spiritual, then?" Molly heard her dad ask immediately.

"Yes, Mr Martin, so if I were you, I would give this priest a chance to help your daughter," Molly heard Mrs Susan reply Mr Martin immediately too.

She heard her both parent take a rather deep breath, probably trying to let Mrs Susan's words to sink in, making her to suddenly feel sad for her parents more than she feels for herself.

"If this is going to give us our daughter back, then come with me," Molly heard her Dad, Mr Martin say again, followed by the sound of footsteps. She then realised that they weren't having this conversation in their living room but from somewhere in the compound and yet she heard their conversation loud and clear almost like they were talking in front of her, making her feeling terrified again by this ability of hers and wished it could stop right away as she suddenly began to feel a little strange with the footsteps getting closer.

Molly knew her parents were sad about her situation but she didn't know they wanted things to go back as they were when she was little as she had also wanted. If only they know how bad she wanted this things happening to her to go away, especially now that it made her crave for blood, she thought, hoping that the man or priest that they have called could do something to help her.

"Have you cured someone possessed with an evil spirit before?" Mrs Margaret asked the priest as they walked towards her house, "I mean, how many people possessed with an evil spirit have you cured, if you don't mind me asking?" Mrs Margaret rephrased her question after the priest shot her a rather wide stare.

"Quite a number of them, Mrs Margaret," the priest replied with confidence. "But mind you, I am not the healer," the priest added, glancing from Mrs Margaret to Mrs Susan who he was acquainted to, who also glance at the priest, feeling confident herself in his ability.

"If you are not the healer, then who is?" Mr Martin asked, turning his gaze on the priest, feeling a little confused at his statement.

"He is the God whom I serve, Mr Martin, he is the healer," the priest replied, looking at Mr Martin in a certain kind of way after his question.

"Sorry priest, they are not believers, so they do not know these things," Mrs Susan whispered to the priest who nodded a little at Mrs Susan's words.

Molly tried to adjust herself on the floor immediately she heard the door to their living room open, as she wanted to be ready for whatever magic the priest was going to perform on her to stop her from feeling this way. She knew the next door to be opened would be the door to her room which she was still tied up in.

"There she is," Mr Martin said immediately they entered her room, pointing to Molly who was still lying tied up on the floor.

"Oh Lord have Mercy," the priest said immediately he set his eye on Molly, his eyes half closed, and almost immediately he began to mumble words to himself that sounded like prayers.

The priest's reaction frightened Mr Martin and Mrs Margaret a little except for Mrs Susan, who just nodded a little, her gaze resting on Molly.

Molly peered at them with curiosity, especially the priest, as she was eager for him to help her quickly so that she could be untied and go back to her usual life of helping her parents in their farm and having fun with other kids in the neighbourhood without being afraid of what she might do that could harm them.

"All of you should leave the room, please, as this is a more serious case than I had expected," The priest said immediately, turning his gaze on Molly's parents and Mrs Susan who looked at him a little terrified by his statement.

"What do you mean by that, priest?" Mr Martin asked almost immediately too in a near trembling tone, taking his wife's arm, who looked like she needed support to stand on her feet because of the news.

"I can feel the presence of so many spirits, that's why you need to leave this room now, I want to deal with this alone," the priest replied, urging them to leave the room at ones.

Molly suddenly furrowed her brows at the priest, getting angry immediately after he said that he could feel the presence of so many spirits.

"How can you say that?" She spat out the words after her parents and Mrs Susan had left the room closing the door behind them, still peering angrily at the priest, as she suddenly began to feel strange, stranger than the way she had felt before. This was different from the craving for blood. She just suddenly had the desire to kill the priest even though she didn't want to drink his blood.

The priest just opened his small bag he came with that was hanging over his shoulders and started mumbling words again after he took out a few things from the bag, ignoring Molly's question which in turn made Molly even more furious.

"Get out of this room this minute," Molly said in an authoritative tone, glaring furiously at the Priest, unable to resist the growing rage inside of her as a new kind of force began to stare up in her, this was something she hadn't experienced before.

"I said, get out of this room," Molly shouted this time when the priest ignored her and continued mumbling words, her eyes burning with rage.

"I command you to keep quiet you evil spirit and I beseech you to get out of this body, she is not your temple, the priest shouted back authoritatively at Molly, holding out a holy book in front of her.

Molly's body suddenly started quivering after the priest's command, "Please leave this place at once, priest," Molly pleaded within her, unable to say the words out loud as she felt some strange feeling, like another force taking control over her body completely.

"Please leave now priest, while you can," Molly said pleadingly again inwardly, as her body began to vibrate and she could feel the rope that was used to tie her up began to loosen on it's own as her body vibrated.

The priest suddenly stopped mumbling his words of prayers immediately he saw Molly sit up on the ground, surprised to see the rope that was tied around her on the ground. "Oh dear Lord!" The priest exclaimed, lifting his gaze on Molly as she slowly stood up from the ground.

"I asked you to leave, priest," Molly said, her burning gaze on the priest who now looked so terrified as he had not seen anything like this before. How can a person that was heavily tied up become loose all of a sudden and looking so terrifying like this? The priest asked inwardly, trying to find a way out of the room but it was late for him to do so.

Molly swiftly went at him and lifted him up with her hand wrapped around his neck and glaring furiously into his eyes as she watched him struggling to fight her off in vain.

"I command you to let go of me…" Molly heard the priest struggle to mutter the words as she pressed her palms harder on his neck to squeeze the life out of him, even though she didn't want to do this she just could not control it as all she could feel was the burning desire to kill the priest.