A/n The song for this chapter is Highway To Hell by AC/DC.
°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•He stood there, as still as possible, with a small smirk on his face, in the middle of the motel room. My breath hitched in the back of my throat. The King of Hell himself was standing in front of us. I didn't have any words to describe how scared I was.
"Louis, " Niall said. "What are you doing here?"
"To do what my minion here didn't," Louis stated simply.
"I'm so sor--"
"Save it. I don't care about your apology. You were with the almost three weeks and couldn't dispose of them? I'm ashamed! You're a demon for hell's sake! Or are you not?"
"But, sir, you took away half my powers I--"
"Well you have the other half, don't you?"
As much as I felt bad for Zayn, I kind of found it amusing. I've never seen this before: a minion getting yelled at at by his owner. Well, king. But then, as much as I found it entertaining I wanted it to stop. After all, Zayn had been nothing but helpful.
"What do you want," I spat. Though there was no point in asking, really. I already knew quite well what the answer would be.
"Isn't it obvious?" Louis said. "Why do you even have to ask? Give me the damn book or your friend will suffer."
What did he mean by that? What friend? But a second later I realized what he meant. But why would he do that?
"Kayla has nothing to do with it. Leave her alone, you already got Adam."
"Nah, I think I'll go through with it."
"But even if you do," Niall added, "what good will it do? It won't change anything. If Robin gives up I won't. My whole family is made up of hunters. Together they will take you down."
What Niall was saying wasn't true. And I think he already knew that. It wasn't even worth trying but he did anyway. There was no point to it and he just wasted breath.
"Oh, I'm so scared," Louis said sarcastically. He made a sad face and put up his hands in mock defense. "Petty hunters are going to hunt me down and kill me. Well listen here, boy. I've been around way longer than you have and I'm not scared of your false statements. So hand over that book or else princess will get it!"
I actually believed him and began to feel my defeat. I was really thinking of giving him that book. But Niall wasn't having any of it.
"No means no," he stated. "Didn't your mommy ever tell you no? Well, I guess not, seeing how much of a spoiled brat you are!"
Oh no. Why did he say that? Now Niall really got Louis worked up. Louis' face turned into a scowl and his eyes went fully red.
"Give me the book!" he yelled.
"No!" Niall hollered.
I turned to look at Zayn and saw that he was just watching, frightened, the scene unfolding in front of his eyes. He was scared, it was easy to tell.
"Fine then," Louis snarled. "Have it your way." Then all of a sudden the lights went out as I lost consciousness.
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I opened my eyes slowly, groaning slightly from the trib bing in my head. When my eyes adjusted to the dim light I found myself in a messy room with a horrible stench. Empty cardboard boxes were scattered across the floor. I also could have sworn that I just saw a rat run across the room, but I couldn't be sure because of the por lighting.
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