Lance got back in his car, eager for more fun, and scanned the
area. He found a small gathering in the woods about 5 kilometers
away and headed in that direction. Once he arrived, Lance parked,
cloaked, and got out. The group of people were about a kilometer in
the woods and there were no visible paths so he walked in and headed
toward the assemblage. Lance smelled smoke and his infrared sensors
picked up a large heat source as well as nine people gathered around
what appeared to be some sort of bon-fire. He activated his personal
cloaking shields and crept up on the individuals, wondering intently
what they were up to. As he got closer Lance could hear them
chanting in a strange dialect he didn't recognize. Then he heard a
girl whimpering and begging for mercy. Now Lance was really
interested. Using his ninja skills he noiselessly approached the
group and walked up right behind one of them and peered in. To his
surprise, there was a large pentagram set on fire and an alter of
sacrifice right in the middle to which was tied a young girl. One of
the members of the group held a large knife and chanted while raising
it above his head. Lance couldn't believe it, he had stumbled upon
some sort of satanic cult in action.
"Please let me go." said the tied young blonde girl. The group
finally stopped chanting and one of them, a female, spoke.
"We need the blood of a virgin to complete our ceremony. Your
life must be taken but it is for a greater cause. We will resurrect
the great spirits of the dead and evil." Lance had to stop himself
from laughing at his comical sight. Then without warning the man
holding the knife thrust it downward into the tied girl's stomach
severing her aorta. She gurgled up several mouthfuls of blood and
died with the knife still embedded in her flesh. Then all nine of
them started screaming and shaking wildly as the young girl's blood
flowed out into the flames of the pentagram. Lance laughed out loud
and one of the cult members screamed in surprise.
"What was that noise! I heard someone laughing!"
"It must be the great spirits, we have summoned a demon!" they
all said in synch. "The ritual worked!" Lance again laughed, this
time with a sinister tone.
"There I heard it again! The spirits are here!" Lance suddenly
decloaked and stood at the center of the group.
"I am the great demon Lance, what is your bidding!" No one in
the group spoke. They were terrified not expecting a physical entity
to appear. "Tell me which one of you killed the virgin!"
"I did, great evil spirit!" said a small man.
"I wanted a brunette!" screamed Lance in anger as he unsheathed
"Man he ain't no spirit!" the rest of the group finally
"Of course not. Do you actually believe that garbage? There's
no devil, and there's no god. There is only pain."
"You will pay for your blasphemy! How dare you defile our
secret ritual!" Each of the nine members pulled out daggers and
prepared to attack Lance when suddenly he could hear sirens and
lights came blazing through the trees. It was the cops and they had
the place surrounded. "You turned us in! Kill him!" they bellowed.
"Not today my friends." Lance said as he cloaked himself.
"What the fuck! Where did he go!"
"Hold it right there, you are surrounded!" yelled a police
officer. "Drop the knifes and get down on the ground."
"No, we will not surrender!" The nine cult members rushed the
officers swinging their blades as Lance watched from atop a large
tree he had climbed. The cops had no choice but to discharge their
weapons mowing down the clan members. Lance smiled as all nine
followers died from gunshot wounds. The pigs approached the still
burning pentagram and a few of them screamed when they saw the dead
girl on the altar, killed in cold blood.
Lance figured it was time to depart, climbed down the tree and
made his way back to his vehicle. He got in and drove off, remaining
cloaked until he was out of range of the police officers.