Y/n was walking around looking for devils but mostly playing Pokemon go. Y/n has became more prepared than last time.
In his person is a AK-47 on his back, ammo in his vest, sword on waist and holy water in pocket.
He's trying to figure out how to find a devil. After sighing to himself he goes to a bar. He gets a beer and hangs out for a bit. The bartender looks him up and down.
Bartender: So what's with the pretty toys?
Y/n: I don't think I want to talk to you.
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Astolfo: Oh come on. I can't be that bad of company.
Old man: Excuse me sir? Are you one of those devil hunters?
Y/n: I may or may not be depending on the how I feel.
Old man: Oh I was just saying because my neighborhood got taken over by one of those devils. It lives in the old school.
Y/n: Really! That's nice buddy.
Y/n gulps the beer and groans.
Y/n: Let's go.
Y/n stands up and walks out the bar. The old man quickly follows.
Astolfo: See you tomorrow Y/n!
Y/n yells from outside the bar.
Y/n: Fuck You!
(Time Skip)
The old man takes Y/n to an old looking farm with blood at most places.
Y/n: So I assume the place is haunted.
Y/n had his head leaning back on his hand as he walks towards the old school.
Old man: It's in there.
Y/n face drops as the school was fucking big.
Y/n: The hell it so big for?!
Y/n shakes the old man violently. He looks at Y/n with fear as he makes a suggestion.
Old man: If you want me to I can get more devil hunters?
Y/n mind: LET'S FUCKING GO!
Y/n: That would be lovely!
Y/n starts walking towards the door and mumbling to himself. He holds the door knob in his hand until he looks at the old man pissed.
Y/n: Hurry up and get the other people!
The old man starts to run away. Y/n just sighed and walked into the school. As he walks in the doors closed behind him making everything dark.
Y/n: Fuck....
He tired to open the door behind him and sees their locked.
