Imp:Devil Born

Chapter 7: Anger Cracked

Valor was growing frustrated.

"Guh... this Dana woman better be here with Gris or else..." Walking through an alley between two shelves of unknown materials, Valor locates a brown wooden door. It looked reinforced, so foreign to Valor, still, it made sense to him, so much time had passed that technology had to have gotten more advanced. His mind wasn't made of stone, not against the idea of technology becoming greater than Magic, in some way, Valor would prefer if humanity and other species focused on technology rather than the forces made from life forces. "Interesting, let us see where this door leads..." Grabbing out his blade, Black Knight, Valor arms himself when he opens the door. "Are you here!" Valor announced himself through the door. Two humans lay before his Cyclops' eye.

"Who the hell are you?" A brunette woman sat in front of a young blonde boy, it was Gris. He was tied to a chair, clothes ripped, blood covering his head and lash marks littering his chest. Torture. Gris experiences torture. "Hey! I said who are you-!"

Crash!

Before the woman could get angry at whatever monster barged into her room, she saw a mere white flash and her vision being lifted into the air. Valor had used his new body's natural speed to blitz and grapple the woman, lifting her into the air with one arm. "Gah! L-Let me go-gah!" Valor's grip tightened at her demands. He was not in the mood after seeing what she did to Gris, he absolutely despised her, he hated seeing children get hurt, especially by selfish assholes. It reminded him too much of his past, what happened to him and his daughter. Her blond silky hair, Gris reminded him too much of her.

"I am assuming your name is Dana..." Valor tried to keep his calm, but despite his efforts, he could not hide his disgust and wrath.

"H-How do you k-know my name-!" Unconditionally answering his question, Valor wasn't satisfied with the answer. Increasing his strength, the demon shoved her neck into the closest wall, slowly crushing her neck.

"I hate you..." A gross tone took hold of Valor's voice, a venomous malice had taken his mind. "Gris was but a child, despite that..."

Shing!

Black Knight was taken from its sheath, the thin blade scraping against the leather. "You hurt him... you hurt her..." An image of a small girl passed through Valor's image, her thin beautiful hair, why did God allow her death? She was so young, she didn't deserve to die so early, his daughter's death wasn't justified.

Crash!

Using his hand gripping Dana's neck, Valor crashed the woman into a concrete wall. His vision became blurry, blinded by rage mixed with past burdens, influencing the Imp to become more unhinged. "I'm going to gut you like a goblin!" Raising Black Knight into the air, a feeling of emotionlessness washed over his body, he wouldn't regret this, wouldn't regret killing her.

Slash!

He missed.

"Good lord! I feel like I am the only sane one!" The feisty personality that is Michael had taken over his body. Valor was going off the deep end, attempting to kill Dana when they needed her. Michael was a bit of a maniac, but comparing himself to Valor and Dom when faced with certain conditions, he was the most sane personality. "Let us start this again from the beginning..." Grabbing Black Knight from the wall it had been lodged in, Michael held it against the neck of Dana. "We know you are not the big boss here, so how about you tell us where the bastard is!"

"I-I won't tell you!" She refused to tell the monster humanoid that was before her. She wouldn't give up this lifestyle of hers by outing her boss, it would only go against what she had built up all these years.