DoomPet

Chapter 46

Crüe and the Slayer were cuddling on the couch in a mound of blankets, eating a stack of waffles. The demon was absolutely addicted to their syrupy deliciousness and the man knew he'd be fueling his addiction for a long time.

"Man, you really know how to make a mean waffle." Crüe was snuggled right next to the Slayer, "When is it gonna start?"

The tv screen was a light blue background with a large ARC symbol overlaid. The voice of the main announcer from the Arctic safe zone, who had given hope to the masses, was speaking about the leaps and bounds made in the restoration efforts in the San Andreas chasm.

It was comforting, and the Slayer smiled. "Probably soon."

Crüe finished up eating his pancakes and as soon as he placed his plate on the table the press release started up.

Samuel was standing at a podium and a camera panned around at a room full of reporters with microphones and cameras and most importantly notebooks full of questions. "The press release will begin now."

He took a moment to arrange his papers and continued, "As many of you know, the Slayer is in the base currently, and he does have two demonic comrades with him."

The room burst into a bustle of questions and the flashing of cameras. A loud voice yelled out, "WHAT ABOUT THEIR SIGHTINGS AROUND THE BASE? SHOULD THEY BE AVOIDED?"

Samuel was shocked at the sheer lung capacity of the reporter, "Uhh... Oh yes there have been quite a few 'sightings' of them. You don't have to avoid the Slayer nor his comrades." He winced, why did he keep saying comrades? "They are allies of humans and wouldn't hurt a fly." His mind flashed back to an image of the Slayer bending an imp in half until its head popped off. He wasn't cut out for these press releases; he wanted to go back to his room.

As soon as he stopped talking the room erupted into a buzz of voices, he powered through them.

"The two demonic comrades," He panicked. What was another name for comrades? "are as the rumors have stated. The marauder, named Crüe, and a gargoyle named Daisy."

"C-R-E-W?"

"Uhh no, it's Crüe."

"WHAT?"

He leaned over the podium, "C-R-Ü-E."

The reporters nodded, "WITH THE LITTLE DOTS ABOUT THE U?"

Samuel nodded, annoyed, "Yes."

"DAISY OR MAZIE?"

"D-A-I-S-Y!" He yelled out to the reporters.

"WITH DOTS ABOVE THE A?"

"NO!" He shook his head and continued on, wondering if he should have let the humans perish in hell's wrath, "Recently, two more members were added to the demon fighting trio." He motioned to a screen behind him that faded to a picture of Daisy's two children. He smiled to himself, there was no better way to control the masses like adorable pictures of cute things.

"Awwww's" and murmurs of joy echoed around the room.

Crüe poked the Slayer, "Look how cute they are!"

He nodded and snuggled up against the demon."They are, but why does he keep calling us comrades?"

The demon laughed and shrugged.

"I know many of you knew about Daisy long before this meeting, and I apologize to all the people who have had their lunches stolen by her. She is not aggressive but very annoying." While the Slayer and Crüe were still in their comas Daisy had been a PR disaster, constantly running out of vents and eating from kitchens or taking people's lunch trays and eating everything delicious. Luckily, everyone, upon seeing the gargoyle that was tame, was relaxed with her.