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CROWLEY'S BET Chapter 1 - A Demons Tale Chapter One: A demons tale (intro) Jane Rockwell was 23 years old, and worked in a very run down cafe in Blackpool, England not more than a ten minute walk away from Blackpool town center Jane (sometimes called Janie) was your pretty average girl, she was 5ft5, brown short hair, doe eyes, slender, sweet, pretty, read alot of books from the library and a head full of dreams of being far away from her job and being a rockstar, unfortunately her job didn't pay alot and she had too pay bills like they were going out of fashion but she'd still be caught outside on her break reading about the latest guitar she'd find cool or writing down her lyrics, on spiraled notebooks, singing about her incounter with a very nice young man, who lived next door too her, she sang "Hey baby, dontcha wanna dance tonight, under the pale moonlight, don't wanna give you a fright , but baby woncha dance with me tonight, I've got dreams, cummin out of my seems, if you've got the means of getting out of this place, my heart should surly race" as she spoke the last sentence a shadow creeped apon her hiding her face in shadow. Jane looked up too see a man standing there at the door , as she sat on the metal laced chair holding a pen in her right hand while chewing on the top of the pen, as she pondered as too why the man was just standing at the door she saw another man walk by and for a split second she thought she could see his bones and muscles surrounding his face, unfortunately it looked like the man had rotted from the inside out, catching a fly with his tounge he stopped for a moment licking his lips and turning his head too face Jane, his head titled slightly and he grinned an awful amount at her, soaking up the disturbed look on her face, before saying creepily "hi, Janie, your on my list" and with that he vanished into thin air, leaving no trace, Jane sat there unable too speak, completely stunned as soon as her mouth started too feel like it was going too come out with words again she stood up , walked too the door and went inside, ignoring the man she thought she'd seen, it's just my imagination she thought, I don't have the time too go too the doctor's anyway I have too serve a customer if he ever walks through the door. The problem was that Jane didn't want this life, what she wanted was to be a world renowned rockstar/model living in paris, drinking champagne, wining and dining with all the stars in the sky, maybe even talking too a shooting star , finding the impossible and how on earth was she suppose too do it? Well that's where I come in, while little Janie couldn't do this without the help of a more powerful demon or a divine intervention , she had heard stories from her mother about making pagan and wiccan alters too sumon Gods and Goddesses , of course if your a Satanist your going too summon demons for whatever you feel a goddess can't provide or God but one thing must remain clear you can't get something for nothing, most witches have had a hard life some have been torched too death in the salem which trails, some of them were drowned and other were thrown off a cliff, you must realise that not all witches are bad most of them are friendly, and willing too use there energy too heal others and put things like the moons energy for example into crystals so they heal your chakras and can do reki too aline and unblock your chakras. Lots of demons get too be demons because apparently we need a great balance in the universe and you can't have demons without angels,  I first meet Jane Rockwell on this fatefull day,  I thought I'd never meet.........  "No,  Jeezabell,  you don't get too do this today," Said a voice  behind me ,  I stood still for a moment and said,"look,  dude I need a coffee,  and that's all I'm doing today,  so feather head fly off" oh by the way I'm the kind of demon that can sense angels and hear thoughts  from any universe from any galaxy which is super annoying  cause I want a coffee right now and...... Suddenly there was a pop and there was a coffee suspended in mid air "We need too talk" as soon as he spoke I spun around too see who it was who had spoken.....  Oh by the way this book is written by the demon Jezabel and yes I also put myself in the third person or rather I'm talking about myself in the third person but you can do anything in the English language of course must remember too follow some supposed protical like grammar,  oh well back too the story. So I spun round too see Ky an angel I've meat before this day I'm writing about it before it ever happens, unfortunately for the readers,  yes that means you,  I happen too be physic So,  yeah I'm a psychic demon who loves too fuck with the universe in more ways than one,  sorry I meant attempt too fuck with the universe like a two year old grabbing your nose and then running away right afterwards yelling as I run: neh na na neh you can't catch me unfortunately the universe does get me and rapes me till I get so intensely traumatized I have a mental breakdown,  so I don't know  And yes I am a retard, but I like me, and it doesn't matter too me weather or not you do