The Possession

The Mother Superior stood swaying before Ender, her face twisted into a horrible grimace as her serpentine tongue slithered from between her lips, "Ender Tsekov, second son of Count Kyril Tsekov, the first being.......Samael"

"Is this the part where I'm supposed to be suitably impressed?", Ender snickered as he lounged nonchalantly in the chair. "It's going to take a helluva lot more than that to impress me"

"I don't fear you vampyre!", a sibilant whisper from the nun. "That is your second mistake", he shrugged as he studied his nails, not bothering to look at her, "Just tell me what I want to know and I'll consider making this quick". The demon sniggered, a grotesque sound, that seemed to echo in the confined space of the room but still, Ender remained unmoved, his interest focused only on his hands. "You can't save her, poor pathetic human! Four hundreds years has made you arrogant vampyre, but you know nothing of me and the power I wield", she hissed through clenche