𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐒

Chapter Two - The Blood Owl

EDIT 07/17/2022: I combined Chapter two and three
because why the hell not? Lol! Chapter three will be updated after this.

↳ "Well that's a damn shame. They are missing out on the fun we demons can do."
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Maybe this was a bad idea....

A very BAD idea.

He has been studying the occult since he was a teenager but this was the first time he tried to summon something. The most he has ever encountered are wandering spirits that are tied to the Earth and a Hellhound he happened to see at a cemetery when he was 8 years old, but that could've been a stray black dog or a wild coyote. Regardless, he never witnessed something like this and all he could do was run away and hide. Like everything else in the world around him.

Second time tonight, Kenma made it back into his apartment and slammed the door shut that the wall decor shook. Everything looked the same. He wasn't gone for too long so of course not much will change. His roommates are most likely home and probably deep asleep. The time on the stove clock read 12:15am. All of that just happened within 15 minutes past midnight. Whatever the hell happened, it happened. He was both amazed and terrified because he has no idea what he just accidentally released into the world and it will only come after him and not his roommates, so at least they are safe.

After he finally caught his breath, he went into his room and locked it. Everything was just an eerie silence and he couldn't help but shake this feeling that something or someone was watching him. Is he nervous? Did the results of the ritual traumatize him and now he is questioning his faith if he really is meant for the Infernal??? Possibly and now he is imagining things because he is now regretting everything? Perhaps? It was a decision he made under months of build up stress, irritation and desperation. He just wants to have an easy college career without a bunch of seniors harassing him over his belief and existence. All of this is going into his head and it's making him imagine things, right?

"Yeah, that makes sense." Kenma convinced himself, rubbing his temples and closing his eyes. "It was just my imagination. No one is watching me. What i saw was not real and that cat is not th-

"If I had a drachma for every time a human says what they witnesses was an imagination, I would've gotten my own realm in Hell."

Kenma froze. There was no way he just imagined a random voice just now.

"Hey Hey Hey! You can hear me don't cha?? I can see you tensing up like a field mouse!"

Slowly, the Satanist turned his head around. Outside his window was a large Great Horned owl perched on a large black oak tree outside his bedroom window.. It was huge, smoky grey in color and had big yellow eyes that stared right into his soul.

"Ha! You can!" The feather "horns" on Owl's head perked up, hooting with excitement. It noticed how Kenma looked like he was about to run for his life again...well, maybe not. The poor human was stunned, unable to speak as his eyes were still on the Owl.

"What's the matter? Cat got yer tongue?" The Owl laughed but quickly changed its tone to concern.

"No seriously, did Kuroo scared you? He has a tendency of surprising practitioners like yourself when it comes to summonings...wait, I can smell the bastard on you. Have you met him prior?"