Hunted by demons

Demonic activity

"Hannah, darling," the thing inside Lewis says. "We were having a nice chat, what killed the mood?"

"Get the hell out of Lewis!" She demands.

"Sorry, love, but they call it a joy ride for a reason." It laughs.

"How long have you been possessing him?" She asks.

"Oh, since you mass exorcised my platoon. Ive had to improvise since then."

"How is that possible, you should be in hell right now."

"I slipped out before the exorcism was done and hopped right in this meat sack."

"Yeah well, hop right out of him!" She shouts. The noise draws the attention of Rythian, Sips, and Sjin, and as soon as they enter to room they are frozen in shock, not even drawing weapons. The demon spots them and flicks his eyes back to Lewis's blue and smiles.

"Hey boys, lovely evening innit?" It asks. He looks again at Hannah and says,

"Thanks for the drink, love, but I really must be off." He grabs her wrist, shoves the gun away from him, and punches her in the gut. The three men draw their guns and being firing and Lewis escapes into a hall. The gunshots sends everyone into the foyer to see what was happening, and unfortunately for Zoey, she walks right in front of The demon. He picks a pistol off the counter, spins her around to face the crowd, locks an arm around her throat, and points the gun at her head. Nearly everyone in the base catches up with him and points their guns at him and his hostage.

"Get the fuck away from her!" Rythian shouts.

"Ah ah ah." The demon tuts. "You haven't been playing very nice, so now I'm taking away your toys."

"Lewis, what are you doing?" Zoey whimpers.

"I'm afraid Lewis isn't home right now, but I'd love to leave him a message." The demon snarls in her ear.

"Don't you dare hurt her!" Kim growls.

"Just tell us what you want." Hannah tries to reason. The demon only laughs.

"What I want!" He asks incredulously. "I already got what I wanted. Your pathetic little plan to stop us from slaughtering you."

"Just a mole then?" Duncan asks. "A moles no use when it can't get the intel back to base."

"Oh don't worry, I'm sure I can get enough blood from you to make a call to the Dark Lord."

"You're not gonna get that far." Sips says, adjusting his grip on his rifle. The demon laughs again.

"No, I rather think I will, and I'm gonna take Lewis and poor little Zozo with me to have some more fun in hell." Tears slide down Zoey's face and the crowd seethes with rage.

"You think so?" Fiona says from behind him. She grabs both his arms and yanks them off of Zoey, who runs into the crowd. The demon fires several shots but is unable to hit her. He breaks free from her grip and smacks her head with the butt of his gun. From behind again, Rythian grabs his arm and the back of his jacket, and smashes his face into the counter. He smashes the demons face again before it whips its head straight into his nose. Rythian lets go of his jacket but holds onto the demons arm, and it uses it's free hand to punch him in the jaw. Rythian releases his arm, grabs a hold of his throat, and slams him into a wall. He bashes the demons head against the wall before Hannah tears him away yelling,

"Stop it! For the love of god, stop!" The demon chuckles.

"What's wrong, sweetheart? Afraid he's gonna damage the packaging?" Before he can taunt further she winds up her fist and it connects with his jaw, knocking him unconscious.

"Not really." She shrugs. She looks back at the crowd, seeing everyone put their guns away and Zoey cry into Rythian's chest.

"So, what should we do with him?" Hannah asks. Ridge walks up to her and says,

"I know what to do, but you certainly won't like it." Several hours later, the demon inside Lewis wakes up in a brightly lit square room with an iron vault door. He looks around to see his meat suit chained to a chair in the center of a devils trap, in the room is a table lines with sharp objects and buckets of water, and standing near the door is Ridge.

"Ahahaha." It chuckles. "Sex torture dungeon, why am I not surprised. Is this what most hunters get up to in your spare time?"

"More or less." Ridge shrugs. He walks over to the table and selects a tool.

"You know, you really are a poor host." The demon mocks. Ridge shrugs again.

"Eh, I've never been one for houseguests. Especially when they start swinging around guns." He pours some holy water over the blade. "So, what's gonna happen is you're gonna tell me everything you know about Israphel and where he's holed up in hell, and I'm gonna let you go back home to your bastard family and bastard kids." It laughs.

"Oh, is that what's gonna happen? You really think I give a damn about your little plan? I'm here to see your plan go up in flames so I can peel the skin off of anyone that survives. Why would I tell you anything." It spits. Ridge slices the blade across his chest and the demon screams, holy water sizzling from the wound.

"Because I asked nicely?" Ridge says. The demon whips it's head up, eyes black.

"You think that's gonna work! I was born and raised in hell baby, this isn't doing a thing for me! In fact, it's quite like some family picnics I've had, haven't got anything to eat have you, I'm a bit peckish." Ridge turns back to the table and picks up a bucket.

"Nothing to eat no, but plenty to drink." The throws the holy water at the demon and it screams again, steam rising off of it's skin. Several hours pass of bantering and screaming, before Ridge emerges from the room, holy water and blood dripping from his sleeves. Hannah, Duncan, Kim, Simon, Sips, and Sjin wait in the basement for him, and Ridge gives them the information.

"Sixth circle, big throne room at the back. It's gonna be hard to get to, but the army isn't as powerful was we thought. Not even 200 of them." He pauses for a response of some kind. They all nod but say nothing.

"Should I get rid of it or would one of you like to do the honors?" Hannah stands and says,

"I'll do it." She, Ridge, and Simon walk back into the torture room with the others hanging back. The demon, soaked in holy water and covered in gashes and blood, smiles at the sight of them.

"Simon, good to see you. How you doing, friend?" It asks, eyes gone black. Hannah begins the exorcism and it starts spasming and shouting in it's chair. It shouts threats and insults and what it's gonna do to them when they get to hell, until Hannah finishes the exorcism and it screams one last time, black smoke pouring out of Lewis's mouth and sinking into the floor, leaving embers in it's wake. Once it fully leaves Lewis's body his head drops onto his chest and he is still. Hannah and Simon's hearts skip a beat before he starts coughing. They rush to his side to undo his chains and get him to Duncan so he can get patched up.

"H-hannah?" He asks.

"Shh shh shh." She soothes, pushing bloody hair out of his face. "It's gonna be alright." They heave him out of the chair and into the main basement room, and Duncan and Kim rush to help him into a bed so they can look over his injuries. Thankfully, Lewis almost instantly falls asleep.