The Demon Slayer {Draft 1}(Under heavy editing)

Chapter XV

Alright so I was sort of hoping this would be longer than it really turned out. Sorry if this is really short. I hope I can update soon. Start the song as soon as you get to Nick's P.O.V plz and merci. I am not the singer just so that's clear.

~Previously~

"I finally get to meet my half daughter," a deep voice rumbles the bones in my body.
"This is her? Seems weak to me," a different, disapproving, voice follows.
"First impressions are everything," a different voice sighs.
"Where is Abaddon?" Another voice asks.
"Where's Lilith?" A different asks. I mentally smirk at the seven remaining Princes of Hell, but my expression never wavers from being emotionless. I bring my hand up almost to my face, and keep my palm open.
"I wonder where they could be," I sigh as both orbs that contain their remains appear; floating above my hand, "impressions are everything. Did I make a good one?" Their eyes show rage and power. I get ready to fight, and I'm not willing to lose.

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"I'm guessing that was a yes," I half smile. I'm glad Sebastian isn't here to see me right now. For the two years that I've been killing demons, this is how I would usually act before killing them. Never a thought in my head about my own safety, and only a snide comment coming off my tongue.
"Why are you killing off your own kind?" One of the Devils ask.
"None of you are my kind. I'm human, not a poor excuse for an angel," I spit the statement out like venom. Something in them snaps. 'Did I hit a nerve?' Without another moment of hesitation, the remaining Princes of Hell lunge at my calm, yet, anticipating combat stance.

-Nick's P.O.V-

Seconds turn into minutes, and those minutes turn into hours. Demon after demon, there hasn't been an end to them. A tendril of green fire raises from my hand, whilst the other hand holds a Latin Marked sword. Demons may not be able to use this, but I'm only half demon. When I watched Lillian beat the crap out of my mother, it was great. That woman never even acknowledged me. I was thrown away like trash, then I discover that Lilith yearned to have a child like Lillian, I admit that I got jealous. Then I saw them fight, and my feelings went back to normal.
"If it isn't Mr. Asks-a-lot," a familiar girl's voice teases.
"Sasha? I thought you were in the front lines," I give her a confused look.
"I was never with you Nicky. I never wanted to fight with you and Lillian. That's why I purposefully summoned that demon, but I never thought Lillian would come out in one piece," she sounds almost psychotic, "I want my freedom, and if that means killing all of you. Then so be it." Not another word leaves her mouth before she strikes. Her blade arches to my heart, I barely block it. The next strike goes for my head. I don't have time to block with my sword, but I use my magic as best I can. I'm not used to fighting with it, but desperate times call for desperate measures.
"Come on Nicky, do yourself a favor and die. Josie will never love you. Face the facts, she still isn't over Sebastian. So just die already!" She screams idiotically, as she slashes the blade straight down from its position above her head. I block the sword with my own this time. I try to double my strength, which ends up with Sasha's sword to fling from her hands and bury itself in the chest of a nearby demon.
"How could you betray us? After all the years that I've known you. Why?" I ask with my blade at her throat.
"I will do anything for my freedom," she replies. Before I can say anything else I feel excruciating pain in my stomach. I look down in shock. Blood soaks my shirt, my sword drops from my hand. I let my body fall forwards, the lack of blood leaving me light headed. 'Good bye Josie. I love you.' I think to myself as my body finally hits the ground.

-Josie's P.O.V-

I watch in horror as Sasha's sharp nails extend until they reach Nick's stomach. I yell his name, but there is no answer. I run as fast as I can. Everything seems to be in slow motion. A throwing dagger leaves my hand and buries itself into Sasha's heart. Her maniacal laugh ceases, then turns her expression into a frown as she slumps over with glassy eyes. Once I get over to her body I pull the blade out quickly. Then I hold Nick's weak body in my arms. I was just getting used to him. Tears stream down my cheeks as I bring my forehead to his cold one. 'I was just starting to love you,' I let the thought leave my mouth in a whisper, 'please don't leave me. Everyone else has, I have no one.' I cry and cry, even though I swore not to shed tears over the loss of someone again.

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