I was surprised to find out that I'm not the only one who's the child of a demon. The person I had been talking to, the one who drugged me, was named "Jade" and they were the child of Lucifer, the personification of pride, charming. I took a moment to examine their appearance, they seemed to be hispanic with black hair and caramel-coloured skin. They had jade eyes, a green hoodie with black jeans, and a signature look of disgust on their face mixed with a smirk.
They told me that they were the main camp director, since the real one was a demon and was busy in Hell for the next couple of years.
"Alright, son of Mammon, time to show you around."Jade stood up from their chair, dusting off their long legs. They walk out of the infirmary, and I follow, even though it hurt to put pressure on my injured leg.
"So, as a child of Mammon, what are some... things you can do?"They asked me.
"I- I can summon valuable things, and I can sense when they're around and stuff."I answered, the person stopped in their tracks. Soon, they opened their mouth.
"How long have you been on the run?"They ask, staring off into the field in the distance. It was like a town, but their were training facilites and gaurd towers.
"Couple years... with my sister... and now she's gone- I was supposed to protect her."I frown, "No need to be sad, we don't want another building being torn down by another Child of Mammon."Jade shakes their head.
"There... are more?"I asked, hopeful of finding people like me. "Ah, not many. About nine are currently with us, you guys are adventurers, always leaving and never returning. But, I advise you not to, Atti-"Jade cuts themselves off, continuing to walk down the cities path.
"I suppose you'll be trying to go soon, to get your sister. But I warn you right now. You're not going to get her back, end of story."Jade stops, staring me in my eyes. I fumble for a bit, I wanted to argue... but that wouldn't be a good impression. "Now, come along. It's dinner."
They lead me to a huge table, and sit me down next to a girl and some other guy. Jade sits at the head of the table, and the table goes on for awhile. Theres seven other long tables too, probably to indicate the Seven Princes of Hell; along with seven other leader-like people at the ends.
"First, I'd like to welcome a new member... Welcome Ezra to our sanctuary!"Jade stands up, slowly clapping with a fierce look on their face.
"AND lets make a toast to our Seven Princes, to any other minor demon, and to being alive and well!"Jade raised their goblet, and everyone else raised theirs I didn't, though. I hated my father for what he did years ago.
The dinner was... awkward. The chic next to me kept making snarky remarks about me.
"You know... I'm a child of Asmodeus, and I personally think your unattractive- I would know, My dads the personification of attractivness."She grinned, I roll my eyes, taking a bite of my glorious piece of garlic bread. This girl was not about to ruin garlic bread for me.
"So, who's up for war games?"Jade smirks.
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(READ DESCRIPTION) The Children of Death:Book one,Son of Mammon
Adventure(Sooooo, you know Percy Jackson? Yeah, I've had this idea for awhile and this is HEAVILY inspired on the series, safe reading - MattheoWritesStuff) Ezra has always been different, he's the Son of Mammon, and he's been homeless most of his life, on t...
