EGO

REQUEST

How are people able to summon me?

Through certain spells and black magic. I know it's annoying but it makes taking souls easier. They're practically coming to you.

I guess...So should I play along or shut this down right now?

Devin followed Zanzi as the men walked behind him with weapons drawn.

Might as well see what the fuss is about....We don't have anything else to do right now.

There was dead silence outside as they went ahead and stood in front of the old building. They all walked into the old church and Devin could see the different tortured spirits roaming the premises. Once inside, the church looked well kept with the pews, statues and pulpit being in great condition.

"Master, he is here and he is alone," Zanzi said toward the altar.

A black mist swirled around and a man formed before their eyes. He looked to be the same age as Devin, but lacked the same amount of abilities. He possessed dark powers, which Devin figured the man probably bargained his soul for.

"I finally get to meet Mr. Davis. You're not what I expected."

Devin smirked. "Yeah, I get that alot. So, what do you want?"

I can't see his thoughts at all...he is definitely of dark forces.

"My name is Cedric, I am the leader/owner of Zion Industries. Generations of my family have kept our hands in the oil business and maintained wealth throughout centuries."

"And what does this have to do with me?"

"Well, my bride-to-be is part of the family that owns the other half of land that supplies the petroleum industry. Once we get married our combined wealth will allow us to build our own city."

Cedric came down the steps, off of the pulpit and stood in front of Devin.

"Still don't see what this has to do with me."

"She works for you and seems to really enjoy it. So much that she is no longer interested in getting married or even just coming home."

"Who is she?" Devin was curious.

"Mina Sloane."

Devin smiled. "Mixie is your fiancée?"

Devin gave Mina her nickname once she started working at Begonia.

Oh, hell no!

"Well, not yet....but soon."

Devin chuckled. "So what do you want me to do...fire her?"

"That's an option..."

"If I don't then what?" Devin sat down on one of the pews.

Cedric laughed. "You really are proud of that little whorehouse you have. It's quite amusing, actually."

Here we go...another hypocritical prick.

"If Mixie likes working for me, why would I get rid of her."

"That's not the only thing I want from you...I want you to give me unlimited access to the Demon Underworld."

Not fucking happening.

"I have no control over that...sorry."

Cedric looked at him skeptical. "I don't believe you."

"I don't care and even if I did I wouldn't grant what you want. The Underworld is not an amusement park, Cedric. Go get your thrills somewhere else."

"What are you so afraid of Devin?" Another voice came from behind them.

Great...here comes Damion.

Who?

"I guess you're wondering who I am.....I am another son of the Demon King...he has many."

Damion was handsome, tall in stature and held a rich arrogance about him. He was the oldest of the son's but not the favorite since Devin came along.

"I'm not giving him access, let alone unlimited access. Why do you even want that, Cedric?.....Don't even answer that....I don't care."

Devin got up from the pew to walk out but Damion stood in his way while the group of men held their weapons toward Devin.

"Your guns won't stop him.." Damion told the men.

Devin turned to look at them as the barrel of their guns began to bend toward them.

All of their eyes widened in shock, suddenly Devin felt a sharp pain around his neck and realized Cedric was trying to flex his power.

Devin smirked. Is he really trying to attack me?

Yeah, this guy's an idiot....watch out for Damion.

Devin gripped Damion by the throat and threw him out the church doors.

"NO! Damion!" Zanzi ran after him but Devin shut the doors, closing her in.

With a snap of his finger, Cedric's leg cracked loudly, causing a scream to rip from his throat.

"Back up!" Devin shouted, causing all the men to go hurling the opposite direction of himself.

Zanzi trembled at the doors, fearing what would happen next. She watched as Devin broke Cedric's other leg without touching him.
His screams of agony echoed in her mind and caused tears to fall down her face.

Devin turned around and began walking toward the doors that Zanzi sat slumped against in fear.

His looks are very deceiving...his attractiveness gives off an assumption of calm and peace but he is a savage monster.

Zanzi continued to shake as he got closer. She suddenly felt her body move without her permission and she began to panic. Then she went flying through the church doors as well, landing hard next to Damion.

Damion got up from the hard ground and helped Zanzi onto her feet also. She wrapped her arms around his waist, hoping he was going to protect her from further harm.

"Picking on girls, I see."

"She started it. Tell your girlfriend don't start something she can't finish."

Damion's eyes turned yellow and he snarled at Devin's response.

"The Underworld's throne would have been mine, if I didn't turn it down. You should be thanking me for the power you have now. We all know you were a scared weak human prior to coming there."

Devin ignored his taunting. "As much as I would love to continue this brotherly talk, I'm ready to go."

Damion grinned. "You're not going to last as King of the Underworld. I don't care how much power father gave you...you're not built for this life, little brother."

"Well, thankfully our father doesn't think so. Enjoy your evening, big brother."

He's all bark no bite. I'm glad you didn't let him get to you.

Devin could feel Zanzi's eyes on him as he walked away. When he looked back she smiled at him, biting her bottom lip.

He shook his head. It's all about power with some of these women, Ollie.

I'm glad you know.

Devin waited as Ollie formed the mist for him to return to his condo. Before he could enter, he felt a presence in the distance and saw a silhouette while looking in its direction....Within seconds, he knew who it was.

Looks like we have a cute little stalker on our hands.

Devin turned completely in the direction of the presence he felt.

"What are you doing here, Mixie?"