Despite their promise of no more paralysis as long as he behaved, Bell forced Haine to give Crüe another injection as soon as they were through the portal and surrounded by demons. Maybe they gave some to Daisy too, he struggled to remember anything. Crüe had some vague memories of being dragged through hellish hallway after hallway. It looked a lot like Nekravol, which was weird.
When he finally came too, he was laying down in a big plushy bed. There were furs and warm cotton blankets bundled around him. He even had a bunch of nice pillows. As he sat up to look around whatever room or cell he was in, he became acutely aware that his neck was stiff and achy from whatever they injected him with. His eyes were swollen and aching and his head was pounding.
Giving himself a quick once over and checking for injuries, he stretched and felt his hand brush something on the pillow beside him. It was a little paper letter, addressed to him.
What the actual hell was happening?
He grabbed it and looked around the room, dazed and confused at why he wasn't locked up in a cell in the shittiest backwater town this horde could find. He had allied with the Slayer, an unspeakably horrific crime. The room was ornate and beautiful. The headboard of the bed was pushed against a wall, on his right side there were three tall skinny windows that reached all the way to the ceiling. They didn't have glass in them and were open to the warm air. On his left side was a little low coffee table with three chairs around it in the middle of the floor and a bathroom on the far wall. The walls were carved Nekravol stone and metal, covered in fancy murals showing off hell's greatest wins and the history Crüe had learned so long ago.
He found his hands opening the letter and slowly pulled out the note that was inside. He sort of skimmed it, not having the mental capacity to read all of the note. That was until he started to see the words 'brother' and 'family' thrown around.
His blood ran cold as he read through the rest of it. It was from that red marauder, Devo. He explained his life how he decided to run away just like Crüe had from their family, how he endured the transformation, and what he had been doing for the past few eons. He explained how he figured a note would let him process stuff at his own pace and how he wanted to introduce him to the other marauder Haine, but he felt like that needed to be done in person, not in a note.
He set the note down on the pillow and struggled to his feet. So his brother was alive and a marauder? Some other random marauder was also existing and no one had ever told him?! It didn't matter though, he needed to get to the Slayer and get the fuck out of this hell hole. He leaned out the window and was quite perturbed at the fact he was hundreds of feet in the air and not able to simply make and escape.
He looked down and saw he was wearing his under armor pants and a random dark red tunic they must have thrown on him. He heard the door click open and he whirled around to face the intruders.
Devo and Haine poked their heads into the room, his possible brother waved at him, "Is it ok if we come in and take a seat?"
Crüe locked eyes with Haine, looking at his busted up face. Surprisingly his horns had grown back already. Their gentle asking wasn't even dignified with a response from Crüe. He knew they would force their way in even if he said no. He looked down and watched as Devo brought in a little kettle and some cups, setting them down on the coffee table. "Is the Slayer still alive?"
Haine immediately looked over at Devo and motioned about something, Devo shook his head and motioned for Crüe to come over, "He's still alive. Bell sees no need to kill him immediately."
Haine spoke up, "Daisy is also ok. We checked in on her before we came here. Look," he held up his hand revealing a fresh bloody nip, "some proof."
Crüe walked over and sat down, even with them all sitting, he was a few noticeable inches taller than them. "Why haven't you killed him, me, and Daisy?" He supposed they both could be lying, he didn't trust that Haine guy.
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DoomPet
Fiksi PenggemarVega convinces the DoomSlayer to keep a gargoyle as a pet chaos and fluff ensues, but demons are like potato chips... you can't just have one. After promising not to bring another demon into his home, the marauder saves his life and he repays the de...