TRIGGER WARNING - GORE LIKE LOTS AND LOTS OF GORE
"Please don't do this" Y/n begs the demon in front of them. It was not a ghoul, it had to be a demon with power or a realm. Its claws dig into their neck, the pointy nails cut into their flesh, "Why little one?" It sneered, "I'm just trying to have some fun." It whispers into their ear, licking the blood that has seeped out of their neck and onto its hand. Y/n only continues to pull at the monster's writs, trying to kick it as their back was being pressed harder and harder against the stone.
Y/n feels the claws sink into their throat past skin, the light headed feeling taking over the pain slightly as their body twitches and thrashes, desperately trying to breathe, "Now where is your puny little church to save you?" The demon laughs, licking all over Y/n's neck, moaning at the taste of their blood, "Pity, you are delicious" The creature mumbles against their now blood soaked chest.
Y/n lets out a few tears, knowing that this is the end. They close their eyes, trying to make this nightmare end, if it even was a nightmare. There was no way this could have been real in their mind, but the sharp blades starting to sever their muscles burned, their blood smells like metal, and their heart pounding slower, and slower shook their body. The demon sunk their claws deeper, severing Y/n's windpipe. Their body stops struggling, their pulse stills.
Seconds later, the demon stops drinking their blood and throws their corpse onto the ground, their head only hanging onto the rest of their body by a few, small tendons and skin at the nape of their neck. The hellish creature's laughs were interrupted by the cellar door bursting off of its hinges, a loud roar coming from the hallway's darkness. The demon turns and faces the darkened entryway, ready to kill whatever intruder interrupted his feast.
A feral Mountain enters the room, his body shaking, his human glamor fading. He grows another foot, his muscles become too big for his shirt, the fabric rips clean off. His gray skin was tinted blue, a sign of his overwhelming anger. He snarls at the demon, covered in Y/n's blood. His head nearly hit the top of the ceiling, he towered over the demon, "Asakku." Mountain growls, taking only three steps to cross the room.
He picks the demon up by his collar, "Ghoul. What a lovely surprise." The demon smirks, Mountain slams Asakku against the wall, "What is all this about?" Asakku asks, rolling his eyes, not the least bit intimidated at Mountain. The earth ghoul's eyes turn red, and slit like an animal about to pounce. Asakku tensed, "That was MY mate." Mountain sneers, starting to bare his fangs, "I should have known when they had that head cold it was you." He growls, starting to hiss, Mountain was struggling to keep his composure. The others would find him in a few minutes, but Mountain couldn't wait. He had to get his revenge.
Mountain presses the now scared Asakku against the stone of the dungeon, slamming him over and over again into the ancient brick. He then threw the cowering demon to the floor, pouncing on him with such speed that Asakku couldn't process what was happening. Mountain claws out the demon's eyes. Asakku's screams only fueled his rage. Mountain growls, looking at the demon's claws, still smelling of Y/n's blood. He rips Asakku's arm off of his body, tossing it across the room. The demon thrashes, hissing and growling back at Mountain. He tears off the other arm, loving how Asakku screams and pleads for mercy. He could feel justice seeping through him.
He gets off of the now armless demon and picks him up by his throat, making sure to stop his claws into the flesh. He drags Asakku back over to the wall, pinning him against it, "Roit in the deepest pits of hell you fucking scum." Mountain hisses, raising his right hand, he shoves his claws into the chest of the defeated demon. He removes his hand holding the black heart of the devil. He squeezed it, absolutely destroying the organ. Asakku's body stopped moving, stopped jerking, and all fell silent. Mountain threw the heart on the ground, stomping on to it. He tossed Asakku's corpse as if it was nothing into the back corner of the room.
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FanfictionMy brain has been on my Ghost fix for a while now and I thought that some creativity could aid. So here he go. Requests open!