Curse of the Black Dahlia: PT2

Chapter 46: Zain

I am their hacking away at the demons chest as I hear the bang. As I heard a loud bang, I had thought the worst. The Nikki had been shot through childbirth. But a demon stood at the door where Nikki and Hecates were speeding up the process. I ran as quickly and inhumanly as possible. It's like his sixth sense came through and dodged as I was about to grab his head and pull him back. He grabs my arm and throws me. You would expect my first instinct to do is protect myself, right? No, protect my family. Even if it's been built. I quickly throw a protective shield around Hecates, Nyx, Nikki, and Azazel. Their protection is higher priority than my own. I go flying out the window and land on a car that's at the entrance of the hospital.

"Fuck. This shit gotta stop, man!" I say to myself.

"It'll stop once Azazel is dead." A voice comes from behind. A voice I am far too familiar with.

"You're not killing our satan Spawn, Diablo."

He just smirks at me. "That demon you tried to attack was the one you had trusted so well."

"No. He died."

"Because he couldn't keep with guilt of betraying you. He knew what he would be doing would be wrong, but he just kept going and going."

"You knew I'd kill him, didn't you?"

"Yes, I did know. That's why I had kept him alive." He says. It seems he's trying to get under my skin. But he hasn't mentioned them. "And Nikki and Azazel, they will be next."

My eyes widen in fear as I remind myself that Nikki and Azazel are still in the room with that demon. I quickly ran back up and saw the demon bent over trying to strangle and suffocate Nikki. I threw the demon away from Nikki and Azazel, and he dent the wall as he gets thrown into it. He's lucky he didn't basically explode within impact when he was thrown. I ran back at him and had my hand around his throat. If I could, I'd squeeze the daylights out of him. I keep smashing his body from off of the wall. The demon becomes more flatter and flatter with each slam. He knees me in the groin and elbows me at the back of my head. I grab his legs, and I pull them from underneath them.

"Why them?!" I ask him.

"Azazel or the mother needs to die." He replies, spitting blood of his mouth.

"Didn't answer the question. Why. Them?!" I punch his nose, which gives a satisfying crack.

"Because, why not!" He spits out blood again.

I keep going and going until he is near enough motionless. Blood is all splashed on and around me.