(Ignore the horribly cringy pun above ;-;)

TW: Censored swearing, violence, demonic rituals that go wrong, and mild body horror. You can probably imagine what's about to go down by now.

***

"It all started when one person invited her three closest friends to an online chat room.  They became so close that they decided to start hanging out in person.  The four of them together began to rent out a warehouse.  One day, one friend asked if his cousin could come from time to time, when he needed to keep an eye on her.  So she started coming, too.  Then, she brought three of her friends.  After that, one of her friends brought two more, and that-"

The small brunette girl squeaked as she accidentally hit her hand against the whiteboard she was standing in front of. Scribbled on it were little doodles representing each member of the squad.

She cleared her throat as she finished, "And that is how we're here! And I've come up with the idea to create... a group name!"

She looked around the room at the various expressions on the faces of her friends, ranging from intrigued to mildly confused. Finally, a blonde-haired girl broke the silence.

"Oh Narwhale, that sounds great! I bet you'll come up with the perfect name," she grinned.

"Thank you, Tommie!" Narwhale giggled.

A dark-haired boy then approached Narwhale, a multicolored dog following right behind him.

"I think that sounds like a great idea," he said. "If anyone could come up with a good name, it would most certainly be you." His dog barked in agreement.

"Aw, thanks, Jax," she giggled, giving her boyfriend an affectionate kiss on the cheek. She bent down and ruffled the dog's fur as she added, "And thank you too, Jackie."

Suddenly, the door swung open, and a young person in an officer uniform stumbled in while balancing a cup of coffee in one hand and a laptop in the other, a backpack slung across one shoulder as well.

"Morning, crew!" they greeted, their orange eyes reflecting their exhaustion. Narwhale figured that they'd either just gotten off a long shift or simply hadn't slept last night.

"Ash! I didn't think you were gonna make it today!" A blonde-and-brown haired figure approached them with a big smile on his face. He looked down at the cup of coffee in Ash's hand and asked, "How many have you had this morning?"

"This is my first," Ash shrugged.

"Okay, good." Alister let out a deep, relieved sigh.

"...Of the hour."

Alister hesitated, processing his friend's words for a long moment. Without warning, he snatched Ash's coffee cup out of their hands and began to run. Ash bolted after him, yelling. Narwhale laughed at the two's antics, then jumped a little as she noticed the tall figure standing next to her. She craned her neck so she could make eye contact with the dirty-blonde man before he sighed and bent down to her height.

"That's not that bad of an idea you've got there," he commented, his expression monotone but his eyes revealing a flicker of respect. "And Jax is right- you'll come up with something great."

"Aw, thanks, Strat!" Narwhale smiled, surprised to have received a compliment from the eldest group member.

He shrugged, then stood up tall again and retreated to the corner where Narwhale glimpsed a freckled woman with a beanie sulking. She frowned, wondering why Amy was upset. A part of her wanted to go over and ask, but she knew that Stratus would handle that for her. So she walked over to where Jax and Tommie were engaged in a conversation and hoped that it would all be resolved soon enough.

***

"You're not thrilled about Narwhale naming the squad, are you."

Amy glanced up to see her best friend standing there, raising an eyebrow in question. She blew a loose strand of brown hair out of her face as she grumbled, "I really hope she doesn't pick something dumb, that's all."

"You shouldn't get too upset about it," Stratus pointed out. "Sure, you're the one who basically started this whole thing, but you've never once suggested we come up with a name. So in Narwhale's defense, she has every right to give us a group name since you've never shown any interest in doing so."

"True, I guess," Amy huffed, rolling her eyes.

"Oh come on, you know that I'm always right." Stratus grinned smugly.

"Stupid Harvard Graduates."

Stratus elbowed her playfully, to which Amy responded to with a strong shove. However, at the sound of the door opening, they both paused, wondering who on earth they'd been missing.

***

Narwhale watched as a golden-furred head poked into the warehouse, a pair of emerald eyes scanning the room nervously. She forced herself to contain her excitement as she ran to greet the newcomer.

"Hi, Dawn! Glad to see you made it!" Narwhale exclaimed. Okay, so maybe she couldn't quite hold back her excitement. Still, it was the first time that Dawn had come to the warehouse. Narwhale had invited her way back when they'd first met in the woods, but clearly it had taken the she-cat some courage to come.

"Um, yes. It took a bit to walk over from my treehouse, but I'm here now." Dawn chose her words carefully, each one spoken with a hint of uncertainty.

"You still seem nervous about social interaction," Narwhale observed.

The she-cat's tail twitched anxiously as she said slowly, "Yeah. I suppose I am."

"Don't worry, we're so glad you're here! We're gonna make you feel right at home!" As Narwhale spoke, Tommie approached them, wrapping an arm around Narwhale.

"If there's anyone that can make you feel welcome, it's Narwhale!" she said proudly, looking at Narwhale with a strangely soft look in her eyes. Dawn's expression flickered with realization, but of what Narwhale wasn't sure.

"Hey-o, party people!" a new voice rang out, and the trio turned to see Jax walking alongside another dark-haired boy, the two of them each balancing a stack of board games.

"Anyone up for Monopoly? Or Sorry?" Jax's companion offered.

Dawn tilted her head, but didn't comment. Instead, she walked over to where Ash was busy doing work and sat down next to them. Seconds later, they were engrossed in conversation, which made Narwhale feel a little better.

"Evan, you scared off Da-" Tommie started, but Evan gestured for her to tone it down as he lowered his voice to a whisper.

"So Jax and I had a crazy idea," he began. "This place is perfect for summoning a demon!"

"A demon?!" Narwhale struggled to keep her voice low.

"Well, we did find an Ouija board in the back of the closet," Jax shrugged, his brown gaze flicking over to the closet door as he spoke.

"Why would someone put an Ouija board in the closet?" Tommie asked skeptically.

Evan snorted. "Have you met Amy?"

"Fair point," Tommie mumbled.

"So, are you guys in? It's probably gonna be just us messing around, but it might be fun. Y'know, like a bonding activity for us. Especially because we don't get a lot of time together during the school day," Jax explained.

Narwhale thought it over for a minute. She wasn't sure about the demon-summoning thing, but if it was all going to be in good fun, then she didn't mind performing a fake ritual.

"That sounds like a great idea, guys!" she agreed. "Okay, when are we doing this?"

"The he...ck are you doing over there?" Amy called from across the room.

Narwhale heard Alister comment, "Good save."

"How about three am tomorrow?" Evan turned back to his three friends, his eyes holding a mischievous glint.

His words made Tommie's eyes light up. Narwhale knew her to be an avid enjoyer of horror games.

"Got it.  I just have to convince my parents to let me come," she said.

It then seemed to occur to everyone that they'd have to think of excuses to tell their parents. But this didn't seem to be an issue for Jax, who spoke up.

"Look, my mom isn't home tonight, meaning I'm by myself. How about you guys spend the night with me, and then we can all come over here together and do the thing?" he suggested.

"That sounds like it'll work!" Tommie said. She then frowned as she realized, "Thing is, though, this place is gonna be locked."

She hesitated for a moment.

"Eh, I'll just swipe Alister's key from him. He wouldn't notice. He never uses it anyway," she decided.

"Okay, it sounds like we've got a solid plan!" Evan turned to Jax and asked, "What time should we meet at your place?"

Jax pondered for a moment. "Does seven work?"

When everyone nodded, Narwhale exclaimed, "Seven it is!"

Jax, Tommie, and Evan all shushed her in sync, looking warily around to see if anyone was suspicious of them.

"Sorry," Narwhale smiled guiltily, and they all laughed.

She didn't quite notice that the entire time, Dawn's ears had been pricked towards the conversation.

***

The four teens walked down the street, their only source of light being the lampposts and the flashlights on their phones. The time was three am.

Tommie twirled the key on her finger as they walked. "I still can't believe he just leaves his key out in the open like that. I'm not even sure he even realized it was sitting there."

"Hey, look, that was fast," Evan commented, pointing to the warehouse as they approached. "You're right, Jax, that really wasn't too far of a walk."

"And we didn't get into any fights or run into anyone, either," Jax sighed, relieved. Jackie licked his fingers as she trotted alongside him.

Everyone held up their phone flashlights as Tommie unlocked the door, revealing the darkness inside. As they entered, she dropped her backpack on the ground and began to pull out chalk, candles, and a small journal.

"Wow, you really came prepared," Narwhale commented, impressed by her friend's dedication.

"Yeah, but I can't light up the candles with anything," Tommie grunted. "I don't know where my parents put the lighters.  As soon as Shabbat's over, they magically disappear."

"Y'know, we found the Ouija board in the closet. Maybe someone left a lighter in there too," Evan pointed out.

As he ran over to check, Tommie said dryly, "Nobody leaves a lighter lying around in a closet, Evan-"

"Found one! It was right near where we found the Ouija board, too!" Evan triumphantly held up the small lighter.

Tommie's jaw dropped. "What. The. Fu-"

"Hey, language!" Narwhale scolded.

"-dge brownie," Tommie corrected. "Sorry Narwhale, but seriously- who leaves a lighter lying around in a decently public closet?"

"If I had to guess, probably Amy," Evan smirked. "So, are we doing this or what?"

"Yeah, but you better give me the lighter. It'd be a shame if you accidentally burnt your stupid witch hat," Tommie remarked. Evan glared at her.

"Hey, I've only received a few weird looks! And you know that I only wear it to squad meetings simply to annoy Amy," he fired back. "Besides, the leaves in your hair are definitely more likely to catch fire, and they probably should because they make you look like you're Tarzan."

"Oh, you wanna go, theater boy?" Tommie challenged.

"Guys, let's remember why we're here," Narwhale reminded them, and the two relaxed.

"Thanks, Narwhale. I'll strangle Evan later," Tommie shrugged, beginning to draw a large circle on the ground with her chalk. She then drew a star inside of the circle, and then placed a candle where each vertices touched the ring around it.

"That is an impressively freaky pentagram," Jax said. "It's like we're in a horror movie or something."

"When I'm not making flower crowns or watercoloring, horror is my life," Tommie grinned, gesturing for Evan to toss her the lighter. She set the Ouija board inside of the pentagram before lighting up all of the candles.

"Okay, what now? Do we just... sit here and wait for something to happen?" Jax cocked his head to the side.

"Hang on, let me see what Bing has to say." Tommie unlocked her phone and pulled up her search engine. "Alright, it says that we make up some chant or whatever. That's kind of stupid. Wait, I have a ridiculous idea that'll probably make me look like an idiot."

She reached down, pulled a band-aid off of her leg, and dropped it in the middle of the pentagram.

"There's blood on it," she said. "What? I don't know what demons like these days."

"Is it dried blood?" Jax asked.

"Nope," Tommie replied, gesturing to a small bloody droplet sliding down her leg from the cut. "It's pretty fresh. I cut myself when we were walking down the street- I strayed too close to one of those stupid metal dumpsters. Don't worry- I've gotten all of my tetanus shots."

"How... how did we not notice?" Narwhale looked at Tommie with a puzzled expression.

"I didn't say anything, and I carry a first-aid kit in my bag, so it was a quick fix," Tommie shrugged.

"Not to be that person or anything, but I think that you probably should've said something. That looks pretty deep," Evan said.

"Eh, it'll be fine," the blonde said nonchalantly, and as she spoke, the candles began to flicker.

"I would like to thank the conveniently-placed wind for helping with special effects," Evan commented.

"We're inside, and the door is closed, moron," Tommie snapped.

To prove her point, she walked over to the door and turned the door knob. Or at least tried to, because she jiggled the knob for a long moment before turning back to the group and saying, "It's... stuck."

"No, there's no way. It locks from the inside. Let me try." Jax approached her and tried to open the door as well. He opened his mouth to unleash a wave of profanities, but made eye contact with Narwhale and closed it.

Then, the room was encased in darkness. Narwhale screamed. Everyone else began to yell panickedly. But after a minute, everything was illuminated again by the candle flames, now a bright crimson color. In fact, so was the pentagram.

"I'm starting to think that this might have been a bad idea," Jax winced. Jackie nudged his hand with her nose, but it didn't seem to make him relax like it normally would.

The candles began to flicker again, and the pentagram shifted from red to black. And then something began to rise from the pentagram in the form of a black cloud. Narwhale screamed again, her heart pounding loudly in her chest. It was supposed to be a fun night where they messed around, not whatever horror movie this was. The cloud then took on the form of what she cold only describe as pure nightmare fuel. It was black, with three sets of clawed legs and a long, thin body ending in a red-arrowhead tail. Red spikes jutted out all along its spine and crowned its head in the form of two large horns and matched the bright, sinister color of its four glowing eyes and mouth lined with jagged teeth. It moved like an eldritch being as it looked at each one of them.

Narwhale's heart jumped up to her throat as she slowly moved away until she was stopped by the wall. She looked around the room to see everyone else doing the exact same thing. She then looked back at the demon, whose eyes were back on her. It wasn't even the scariest part- the dead silence in the room was. It was a silence that should've been a red flag to her, a sign that something was about to happen. But she was too scared to realize that until it was too late.

The demon's gaze stopped on Jax, its eyes bearing hungrily into him. Jackie barked loudly at it, letting out a low, hostile growl. But as it turned its attention to her, she seemed to shrink, whimpering as she pressed into Jax's side. The demon stalked closer to Jax, each move quick and unbalanced in an unpredictable manner that started Narwhale every time. Now it was almost right up against Jax, its sharp teeth pressed into what might have been a twisted scowl. In one alarmingly fast move, though, it turned around sharply and transformed into an almost liquid form, diving right into Evan's eyes and mouth before he could react. Narwhale covered her eyes and screamed, trying to unsee what she'd just witnessed.

"EVAN!" Tommie screeched. "OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!"

"Narwhale, can I please swear?!" Jax yelled.

"No!" Narwhale answered, pulling her hands away from her face to glare at her boyfriend. It went silent again as she looked towards Evan, whose purple witch hat shielded his face. "Evan, are you... okay?"

Evan's shoulders shook as he laughed softly, but something about it felt off to Narwhale. And as he spoke, a wave of dread was sent down her spine.

"Yeah, I feel great."

He lifted his head to look at her, but his face was too obscured in shadow from his witch hat for her to know if she was truly meeting his gaze. But his teeth, inhumanly sharp, were pressed into a grin as his shoulders shook from more laughter. Narwhale also managed to notice his nails were noticeably sharper.

"You know, maybe we should just... talk this out?" Jax suggested, his body shaking as he attempted to compromise. "Maybe you could leave Evan alone, and-"

"I just got here," 'Evan' interrupted. "What makes you think I'm already finished?"

And before anyone could respond, he lunged for Jax, who thankfully managed to duck to avoid being harmed. Jackie barked, jumping at 'Evan' and sinking her canines into his arm. He grunted in pain, throwing Jackie against the wall. She shook out her fur before lunging again. Narwhale stood frozen, unsure what to do. She made eye contact with Tommie, who had pulled her phone out.

Narwhale let herself exhale a little, knowing that Tommie was calling for help. She relaxed for a little too long, though, because 'Evan' had now focused his attention on her.

***

Alister blinked awake to Shakira's 'Hips Don't Lie' coming from his phone. He yawned, groggily sitting up in bed and glancing at the time. 3:33 am. He squinted, wondering if he was hallucinating. Finally, he picked up the phone.

"Hello? You do realize that it's-" he was cut off by frantic screaming, startling him fully awake.

"ALISTER, EVAN GOT POSSESSED BY A DEMON, PLEASE COME HELP," Tommie was screaming from the other side of the phone.

"W-what?!" he exclaimed, unsure if this was a dream or not.

"I STOLE YOUR WAREHOUSE KEY SO WE COULD GO SUMMON A DEMON THERE, AND IT'S ALL GOING WRONG!" Tommie sobbed.

"WHAT?!" Alister repeated, sitting up in bed. "Okay, okay, I'm on my way. I'll be there in five."

"PLEASE HURRY!" And then Tommie hung up.

Alister's heart raced as he threw on a pair of clothes and shoved his feet into his sneakers. Then, he raced out of his apartment, down the emergency stairwell, and out to his car. As he ran, he built up the courage to dial a familiar number. The recipient answered on the third ring.

"Alister, it's three a.m., what the f*ck do you want from me?"

"Hey Stratus," Alister chuckled nervously. "What if I told you the kids were all at the warehouse right now and they just summoned a demon?"

***

Tommie ducked as Evan's sharp nails clawed at the air right where her face had been just seconds before. All of her combat video games had prepared her for this moment... and had failed miserably in doing so. She didn't know how to throw a punch in the slightest. But there was one thing that she did know how to do. She caught 'Evan' off guard by lunging for him instead, and kneeing him hard in what she knew to be his most vulnerable spot.

"Gah! What the h*ll?!" he yelped, keeling over to shield himself from another knee.

Jax carefully crept up behind him, but 'Evan' seemed to sense that he was there and spun around, knocking Jax off of his feet. Jackie growled, rushing forward and clamping her jaws down on Evan's leg. He swung his leg wildly, sending Jackie flying into the wall once more. This time, she didn't get up. Jax rushed to her side, and let his shoulders slump as soon as he saw that she was breathing.

"Stupid dog," Evan hissed, his distorted voice filled with annoyance as he glared over at Jackie's unconscious body. He then shifted his attention back to Tommie. "You've got guts to attack a demon like that."

Tommie took a deep breath and imagined that this was normal Evan again. She thought about what insult she'd use against him in this situation, and finally took a deep breath and stared defiantly into this possessed Evan's eyes as she said, "You've got a lot of guts to possess my friend like that, you shady-*ss b*tch."

"HEY! LANGUAGE!" Narwhale squealed angrily.

Suddenly, the door flew open, and a golden blur threw itself at 'Evan'. Tommie took a step backwards as she processed what was happening.

"Dawn?!" she exclaimed, watching as the she-cat pinned 'Evan' to the ground.

"Begone, demon," Dawn snarled at 'Evan'. His witch had had fallen to the side, revealing his black eyes with red pupils. He gritted his sharp teeth as he struggled beneath the weight of her body.

"You can't rid me of this body just yet," he hissed, his voice dripping with venom. He then lashed out, his nails digging deep into Dawn's tail. She yelped, subconsciously shifting her weight just enough for 'Evan' to throw her off. He lunged for her again, his black and red eyes blazing with a lust for blood.

Tommie glanced around the room, trying to find anything to use to help Dawn. Her gaze locked on the lighter tossed carelessly to the side, but she wasn't sure how to use it as a proper weapon. Thankfully, a new voice suddenly echoed from the doorway.

"I get woken up at three in the f*cking morning because of whatever the h*ll this is, whoever's responsible is getting strangled."

Standing there were Alister and Stratus, Stratus's storm blue eyes narrowed. He had a rope slung over one shoulder and a glare on his face that alone was enough to kill anyone from the sheer intensity. Tommie hoped she wouldn't be on the receiving end of that.

Alister crept over to Tommie and said, "Okay, fill me in on what's happening."

To Tommie's relief, Stratus and Dawn seemed to be handling 'Evan' just fine, so she was able to explain to her cousin everything that had happened. And by the time she was finished, she turned to see 'Evan' tied up with a rope in the middle of the pentagram.

"Someone here owes me twenty bucks, I had to stop at Walmart to buy that stupid rope," Stratus grumbled, shoving his hands into the front pockets of his hoodie.

"Thanks for saving our lives," Jax said to him, then gasped as Jackie began to stir. He rubbed her furry belly affectionately as he gave her every compliment possible.

"Yeah, whatever. Anyways, we have two options here. Either we wait it out and see if the demon leaves or..." Stratus shrugged as he added nonchalantly, "We could just, y'know, kill him."

"WHAT? NO!" Narwhale screeched.

"That's illegal," Alister said.

"Only if the body's found," Stratus pointed out. He laughed before saying, "Lighten up, I'm just kidding. I need to keep Evan alive for Amy."

"I think there's a third option," Tommie said. "Alister, explain to Stratus how the egg had to have come before the chicken."

"Then what laid the f*cking egg, Tommie?!" Stratus snapped.

"F*cking Satan, I am not sitting through this," 'Evan' growled from his tied-up position. "I'm not through with this host yet, so don't expect this to be the last time this happens."

"I think we'll be ready," Jax grinned, glancing over at where Alister and Stratus had fully escalated into a debate.

'Evan' suddenly began to cough, black goop spilling from his eyes and mouth and taking on the form of the six-legged demon again. The demon glared at everyone in the room before diving through the pentagram and disappearing, the chalk becoming white again and the candle flames resuming their normal fiery hue seconds later.

"Mmm..." Evan groaned, groggily looking around at everyone, his dark blue eyes foggy. "Did I... pass out or something?"

Everyone exchanged glances before Alister said, "Yeah, you did. Tommie was doing some stupid ritual chant, and she said you passed out, so she called me."

"That means... the demon..." Evan mumbled. "That was a dream?"

"What demon? There wasn't any demon," Jax said. "We were just messing around with the fake ritual when you totally blacked out."

Ah, so they were gaslighting Evan. That was totally something Tommie could get behind.

"It just freaked us out for a bit, that's all," she shrugged. "Are you okay now?"

"Yeah, I think so." Evan paused, then looked down at the rope he was currently tied up with. "What the actual f*ck."

"Hey, language!" Narwhale scolded.

"Don't worry about the ropes. Tommie tried using you as a sacrifice while you were unconscious," Stratus said.

"Seriously?!" Evan exclaimed, jerking his head to glare at Tommie.

Gaslighting time. Tommie rolled her eyes and said, "Look, I had to do something to keep myself busy while you were unconscious. Narwhale was pretty mad about it."

"Anyways, I think it's time you all get home. Do you need me to drive any of you?" Stratus offered.

"If you could drop the four of us at my apartment, that would be nice. I don't want to force Evan to walk after he just passed out," Jax said.

"Alright."

As Tommie gathered her things, she made eye contact with Dawn, who was standing in the corner awkwardly. She frowned, knowing that she, Jax, and Narwhale certainly owed her for saving their lives. An idea then occurred to her.

"Hey Jax?" she asked as he was walking past her.

"What's up?" He bent down to help her collect the rest of her materials.

"Do you think there's room for one more at your place?"

***

"I don't know about you guys, but I totally regret spending the rest of the night playing board games and watching movies! I'm exhausted!" Jax laughed. "I think I'm in critical need of coffee right now."

"Aren't we all?" Tommie grinned.

"So, what did you think of the sleepover?" Narwhale turned to Dawn. The she-cat had nervously accepted the offer to stay at Jax's rather than walking all the way back to her treehouse in the middle of the woods. In the end, it seemed like she had enjoyed it.

"It was certainly a new experience," Dawn answered, her ears pricked forward and her tail swishing behind her as she walked. It was clear that she felt slightly more at ease around the group now, which was a huge relief to Narwhale.

"Well, welcome to the squad!" Evan grinned, gently patting her on the back.

As the five entered the warehouse, Amy's voice rang out.

"Alright, now that everyone's here, I've got a fantastic surprise for you lot!" She gestured to her laptop, sitting on the fold-out table.

"That sounds like we're about to see something we'll want to unsee," Evan commented.

"No, I just wanted to show you guys my cool security camera footage from three a.m. today," Amy shrugged. Immediately, the room went dead silent.

"Wait, what did I miss?!" Ash yelped, gently shoving Alister aside so they could get a better view of the screen.

"Let's find out," Amy smirked, pressing play.

Narwhale braced herself as she was forced to relive the chaos that had only happened a few hours before. At the part where the demon summoning went awry, she couldn't help but look towards Evan, whose eyes widened as he realized that he'd been gaslit very badly.

"I'm guessing that I did not, in fact, pass out," he said bitterly, glaring at each person that had lied to him. At Narwhale, his gaze softened, because he simply couldn't bring himself to glare at her. She was too sweet and undeserving of it.

"Well, crew, looks like you caused a fair amount of chaos last night," Amy laughed as the video footage ended and she shut her computer. "Aw man, I really wish I'd been there."

"Yeah, it certainly was chaotic," Alister chuckled.

"Chaos is probably the best word to describe it," Stratus commented.

"Chaos is probably the best word to describe us," Tommie chimed in.

And then it hit Narwhale. Mainly because everyone was staring at her weirdly, and she had to rack her memory for reasons why. But when it dawned on her, her eyes lit up, a big smile spreading across her face. She slowly approached the whiteboard and uncapped a marker. She took a deep breath and began to write.

Welcome to the Chaos Club!

***

(4710 words. Holy sh*t.)

Yes guys, gals, and non-binary pals, this is the first "episode" of canon Chaos Club lore. I'm glad I could finally put it somewhere, and it really forced me to finally work out the ending and stuff.

Anyways, I wanted to post this before Evan's birthday (August 3rd, don't forget or I'll be mad /j) aka the day I just so happen to be returning from vacation. So happy birthday Evan, you get trauma.

Speaking of Evan, he's really going for that Jekyll and Hyde arc.

Concept art of possessed Evan at some point. I've got it basically finished, I'm just having trouble with a good drawing of the demon that did possess him. I might hold a little art contest as a way to ask for help, but we'll see.

Anyways, thanks for bearing with me! Have a great night :)