"I'm fucking late," I screamed rushing, down the road on my bike, it has been nine months since the incident with the demon knights I'd turned seventeen and broken up with Louise and was on my way to meet my current girlfriend, unfortunately I had been so caught up in my playstation I completely forgot the time, after I got my liscence I entered a competition to win a MV Agusta F4 R motorcycle, the competition was based on physical and mental strength making it ridiculously easy to win using my powers, Gabriel wasn't happy and made me clean out the arena, I pulled into a parking space stealing it from a elderly women whilst walking past I give her a fifty dollar note, I was making a tonne of money by going around the world performing exercism's or hunting demons, at first I was suprised at how many mortals new about demons until I was told most of the people that called us had angel or demon ancestors.
"Hey, Sarah," I called throw heavy breaths after running all the way to the food court, "Sorry I'm late,"
She walked over to me showing off her curves, it was the type of body that when anyone saw they couldn't help but stare she had long flowing hair that she had dyed her hair a light blue, she was about five foot nine, had the type of face that would make the most bitter of men warm up inside, she had the looks of an angel but her personality was a bit rougher, when she was right in front of me she stomped on my foot and elbowed me in the ribs, "Next time be here earlier or warn me that your going to be late," she said in a sweet and soft tone, even though I could have easily avoided her attacks I never did.
We had met when I was competing for the bike, she was also competing, we started talking when we in the second part, which was a huge obstacle course, she kept pace with me the entire time until I used a small portion of my power to push myself further than I could alone.
"So what do you have planned?" I ask rubbing my ribs and pretending to be hurt.
She taped her finger on her lip for a second before saying "Well I was thinking a movie, probably Butcher, followed by walking around and having you buy me stuff, sound fun?"
"I'm all up for the movie but not the other stuff,"
"Serves you right for being late," she say's with a grin.
I smile and say "Are you sure you're up for Butcher, we could just as easily see something with lots of pink that you'd like," she punched me lightly at that.
We went to the movies and watched Butcher, as we came out we where laughing because one of the people had thrown up in one of the scenes, we walked around the shops for about an hour before we heard a ear splitting screech that no normal person could produce, the noise was so intense it caused everyone to cover their ears and fall to the ground.
I smelt this creature before I saw it, it was the foul putrid smell of rotten meat, when I saw it I was clueless at it's sight, I had never seen anything describing a creature like this before in any of the manuscripts, it was a hulking form of fur and muscle probably ten feet tall, fur the color of moss, long arms as thick as a tree and hands big enough to crush cars tipped with serrated claws, I couldn't see it's face but I could see it's tusks, walking beside this beast was a man in a blood red business suit with a black shirt, he scanned the crowd before settling on me.
"Ah, it's nice to finally meet you, the one that killed seven knights,"
"Nine actually," I say as I stand up, "Sarah stay down," I say when I notice her begin to rise.
"I'll be fine," Sarah says through gritted teeth.
"You need to get out of here,"
"I can do just as much as you Luke,"
"May I interject," the guy in red asked, "my name is Andriel, second in comand to Abaddon the Prince of Shadow, and you my dear lady seem to be one of the fallen..."
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The Rise of The Prince of Shadow
FantasyThis is the story of a boy dragged into a war between the forces of light and darkness after a demon tries to kill him because of him being nephilim but not an ordinary nephilim.