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Ah, laundrey day. One of the most boring days in all of MAHKIND. Amaya sat ontop of the washer while her clothes spun around inside it. Today she was looking particularly gothy, wearing her torn off black tank with the fishnets from the Halloween party along with the thick black belt and torn black pants. Afterall, it was dirty but it was the least dirty thing she had. As the washer shook under her she read through her 7th JTHM comic.

Hearing someone humming outside, she looked up from her reading material and leaned to try and see outside the door without moving. Grumbling, she scooted farther to the side to see and leaned farther.

And farther.

And fa-OHSHIT!

Amaya tumbled off the washer, limbs flailing as she toppled out of the laundrey room and landing halfway out the doorway, seeing stars.

Stewart thought he heard something moving around in the bushes behind him, but after not seeing anything. He blamed the sound on his nerves. He was about to continue on with his nice walk when he heard, and saw, some poor girl come crashing out of the doorway. He was about to go after her when he saw another go help her... Something was very wrong here. Both of the women did not look exactly human. Did he not imagine the demon the first time, and there was more than one? Still in shock he just stood there staring at the scene adhead of him.

"I... leaned too far." Amaya rubbed the back of her head with a large hand and winced. She was dazed, but alright. "But yeah, I'm good." She gave a smirk and reached for her fallen comic to make sure it was alright, obviously in a much, much better mood then she had been ever since her second change.

As she stood, she noticed the preist staring and froze while brushing her comic off to stare back at him... then at Hargun, who looked like she was trying to mimmick a swan having a seizure. Raising a brow, she stood up straight but didn't say anything which... probably didn't help since her new feet looked rather dangerous and added a whole 4 inches to her height.

After looking around he finally noticed the demon from first time. She seemed to be using some sort of strange sign lanuage to communicate with the other two. But the odd bird one and lizard girl were speaking english. He would not freak out this time. No he would not show fear in the face of the enemy. He quickly crossed himself and said "Why are you demons here? Are thee slaves of Lucifer, or have you wandered out of hell? What it is you seek here on the island? Human blood? Souls?" Yes, he would stand strong in front of the enemy this time, even if he felt like shatting his pants on the inside.

"Yeah and he w-Hey!" Amaya retorted, being in too much of a good mood to really stare at the preist very long. "I'll have you know it's laundrey day so..." She looked up at Greer and stuck out her large, pink tongue.

Then upon hearing the preist she almost facefaulted and turned back to look at him. "Uhhh... yeah, what?" She raised a brow and stared at him like he was the demon while listening to Hargun, completely lost and looking between him, Hargun, and Greer.

He paused for a moment looking once again at all three of the women. The hawk, she could stand to speak the lord's name... How? We was becoming even more confused, and even a bit more scared. "A-Are you saying that it is true what the girl told me about the shots changing us? No tool of man could cause such changes. Obvisouly Satan is on this island, you all have fallen for his trap. May God save your souls" He said shaking his head, even though the truth had been explained to him, we was not leaving his little reality he had created.

Amaya slumped while watching the preist and Hargun try to explain it to him.

"She's right, and everyone on this island that's gotten a shot when they arrived is sealed into the same fate. And were not demons." Her brow furrowed and she looked around, wondering how to prove that they weren't. She wasn't one bit religious, really so she didn't know HOW someone could believe that much but... "Oh!" Reaching under her fishnet shirt, she pulled up her silver locket and slowly approached the black-clad man. "See? This was me when I was younger." Clicking it open with a claw, she let it dangle from the chain off two of her long fingers. She would let him see it while holding her hand out to him, not wanting to scare him off if she got too close.

Inside the locket was a picture of a couple on one side and a elderly woman with a rather young Amaya on the other.

Stewart could lie to himself no longer, everything Moreau had told him was a lie. Would he change into some horrible beast too? She had just recited the Lord's Prayer, no demon or posessed person was able to do that! They had just destoryed any hope he had left in his fantasy world. But he would pove this first, an exorcism mabye? Yes, that was the only way to prove what was really going on here. If it was successful, then we would have his work cut out for him... But if nothing was there, would he have to trust in science? He said something along the lines of "I need to go think this over" and started walking towards his house. Later he would get his exorcism equiptment together. But now he really needed get his thoughts together.