Saving Angel

ch3

Branding designs into my victims had been my signature when I was human, they almost always had my initials carved into the design inconspicuously. I found them so beautiful.

Valentino was Continuously screaming as I branded his back directly. In between his shoulder blades, the design was beautiful. I hadn't even noticed that it was in the shape of D until I was halfway finished.

The song on his hellify changed to a song I was Very familiar with; it was from the 1930s called Moonlight Serenade by Glenn Miller.
It brought back a lot of old memories, some good and a few bad, I had tried desperately to forget for over three decades.

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I was working for a demon named Rosie in Cannibal Town at Rosie's Emporium as a Meat butcher when she introduced me to a demon named Alastor who was visiting at the time. The two of us realized we had alot in common when it came to torture and dismemberment. So it was only natural that we became friends and I'd help him with his radio show from time to time. It was thrilling to be honest, in my human years I'd always done my deed in private and disposed of the bodies in dumpsters. But here people listened in, people heard what I was doing, I didn't have to hide my enjoyment. Yes i was fucked in the head, I know but I'd always been like that even as a human child.

Our latest victim was a demon that Alastor truly hated. I could see the fire of hatred burning in his eyes just looking at the man. So I took my time with him. We hung him up from the meat hooks in my butcher shop to flay his skin off. I was short and the hooks were placed too high for me to reach the skin on his back so I sat on the edge of the surgical table to reach. He was too weak to scream out as I had been breaking his bones and slicing his skin all day, all he could do was moan and pathetically try to flail at this point. Alastor had been broadcasting it all over hell and watching from the shadows while commenting from time to time.

I nicked one of the man's veins and blood squirted on to my face, chest and arm. I licked it off my arm savouring the flavour. I wasn’t a cannibal but I did love the taste of blood. I noticed the room had gotten eerily quiet and had darkened considerably,  Alastor suddenly appeared in front of me in that creepy appearing act that he does. He looked wild and demonic, almost animalistic. His features had changed into his full demon form. 

“Alastor, What the…..? was all I got out before he was on me.

He kissed me so passionately my head began to spin, he licked the blood from my face. I was shocked to say the least. Don't get me wrong, just because there were no sexual feelings between us didn't mean I didn't find him attractive or fantasise about him from time to time. 

I didn't even really have time to register what was happening before he yanked off my underwear and plunged his thick cock into me so fast and hard I thought it'd peirce right through my internal organs.  His fingers dug so hard into my hips where he was holding me that it hurt and I knew it would leave marks. He pumped so hard and so fast that I thought I'd die. When he came he sunk his teeth into my shoulder and bit down so hard that I screamed and blacked out.

When I regained Consciousness the room was empty and I could hear someone ringing the bell on the butcher's counter.

"Hello?” came the voice of Rosie from the front of the shop. “Danni? Alastor?”

I slid off the surgical table to go answer her only to realise that because of the way I was laying for so long my legs were fully asleep and felt numb and I fell to the floor. Rosie must have heard the thud and entered the back shop.

I heard her stop dead in her tracks and gasp. I knew what the scene must have looked like, me laying on the floor bloody and bruised, hair and clothes in disarray, my underwear thrown in a corner. I looked up at her for help and she picked me up and sat me in the chair nearby. she brushed the hair from my face and said “Oh sweety who did this to you and where the hell is Alastor?”

I came to the realisation that she thought someone had broken in and assaulted me while Alastor was gone. I didn't bother to correct her, I just shrugged my shoulders and winced in pain. She moved my hair off my shoulder and gasped again.

“Is….is it bad?” I asked

She held up a compact mirror she had dug out of her purse and I saw his teeth marks had dug deep into the skin and in the middle was a strange but beautiful heart shaped voodoo like symbol that almost looked like a faded red tattoo. Because of its style and look I knew instantly it must have been something Alastor had done. I had seen similar symbols appear when he'd use his demonic powers.  It took me a few years to figure out what the symbol meant and what it did.

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The phone started to zip and zap and sparks of electricity shot out bringing me back to reality. Next thing I knew Vox was standing across the room from Val and I. I hadn't thought about him using electronics to materialise in other locations.

It took him a few seconds to register that this wasn't some sexual kink party and that I was actually torturing Valentino which gave me a few seconds to jump from the bed towards the window. But Velvet smashed through it.

“What the fuck?” He shouted.

“Shit.” I cursed as he took shots at me, and two managed to hit me in the side.

“I want her alive!!” Shouted Val as Velvet pounced on me.

The two of us fell to the floor, she had me pinned to the floor, but I had a third set of retractable arms that I used to throw her off and jump to my feet.

I was about to charge at her when Vox threw me against the wall and I knew I was cornered. I really didn't want to use the symbol on my shoulder, I knew it would drain a lot of energy from me and I was already sleep deprived and injured. But I didn't see any other choice.  The window was too far away from me. I'd never make it to one before and I couldn't fight off two vees at once.

I smeared some blood from my gunshot wounds onto the symbol and the room instantly darkened, the shadows seemed to come alive dancing across the floor towards me.  A shadow like version of Alastor sprung up behind me and wrapped its arms around me before dragging me into the shadows.

—-------------------flash back—-----------------------

Several weeks after the incident with Alastor; I had asked Rosie if she knew anyone that could help me find out what the Symbol meant and she had asked Zestial if he knew anything about runes since he was the oldest demon she knew and he had asked to see it. 

When I showed it to him, he reached out and touched it causing it to glow a bit. The way he talked confused me so much that I needed Rosie to translate.

“Basically what he's saying is that it's an old ancient voodoo rune or spell if you will.  that is meant for the betrothed, He said it was used to keep them safe from dangerous situations when not in the presence of the one who placed the spell or rune and that it is activated by blood.” Rosie explained.

“What does it do?” I asked Zestial.

He grasped my hand and slit it with his claw then dripped the blood onto the rune. The room grew dark and the shadows circled me before forming into a shadowy Alastor behind and wrapped its arms around me and next thing I knew I was being dropped into an alleyway by the damn thing. Standing at the other end of the alleyway was Alastor talking to Lilith. I ducked behind a dumpster before they saw me and stayed there until I thought it was safe to leave. It took me a few seconds to figure out where I was and just as I was about to make my way back to Rosie's Emporium, Zestial appeared next to me and transported us back to Rosie's.
—------------------end flashback—-------------------

I learned several years later that It basically uses the shadows around hell to move me to wherever Alastor is or close to his location and if I broke the grasp of the shadow Alastor it would drop me into the nearest shadowed area in hell.

I was so drained from the lack of sleep, the fight and now the transportation that I struggled to break its grasp for some time and when I finally did, it dropped me behind a hotel.