This story is inspired by The Demonata Book's Series written by Darren Shawn, it also was inspired and will include many characters with the same actors as the television shows GRIMM and Teen Wolf and a few similar characteristics and plot lines.
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" Hail to the father. My sword protect me. I pray for my ancestors guidance before this battle of battles. May my sword strike true in the name of the all father.... For you will give me victory ".
Cattle die kinsmen die all men are mortal. Words of praise will never perish nor a noble name.
- The Havamal.
Lo there do I see my father. Lo there do I see my mother and my sisters and my brothers. Lo there do I see the line of my people, back to the beginning. Lo, they do call to me, they bid me take my place among them, in the Halls of Valhalla, where the brave may live...forever.
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( Thomas Grimm POV )
Lord Loss just calmly glared at us all of his eight arms folded tightly across his chest as if this was a really boring event and we were the parasites that needed extermination, his dismembered and disfigured demon body was grotesque at sight, in the hole where his heart should be, there was nothing but serpents trying to eat and bite one another constantly, I sensed Ellie tense behind me. I couldn't blame her, Lord Loss was not just a regular normal minor demon, he was a Demon Master, a Greater Demon, but that's not all that made him horribly and nightmarish terrible, it was the fact that while all the other demons needed a portal to step into our world Lord Loss was capable off opening portals between dimension at will and unlike other demons who died if they remained in our world after the portal they had just come trough closed. Lord Loss was capable of staying here in our world for an undefinitively amount of time, whoever much he pleased, what made him so powerful and impossible for a Disciple to defeat was that he literally fed on misery and pain, all the suffering around him made him impossible to defeat, ever since The Shadow appeared in Ireland and Grubbs, Beranabus and the others fought it, well let's just say it did not go as they planned and now the whole human race is on the brink of total extermination and anhilation. Speaking of which,
What the bloody hell was Lord Loss doing here?
Determined not to let my fear show I attempted to engage the demon master in conversation,
" Aren't you supposed to be in Europe, last I heard you were serving your master Lord Loss, you're just another lapdog ".
" Foolish attempt to bait me into unleashing my fury and temper on you and killing you quickly but I'm afraid not your deaths will come slowly in agonizing joyful delicious torture, besides your great Disciple Druid leader Beranabus was killed and slaughtered by The Shadow itself ".
A hollow sensation materialized itself in my chest as I processed Lord Loss words, Ellie must've sensed my great moment of emotional distress because suddenly she held my hand, Matt just made two balls of scorching inferno fire appear in the palm of his hands, Beranabus dead? It just couldn't be real, he was the one magician who all The Disciples had rallied to his side, fighting for the same cause, Beranabus had been our leader a Druid who had spent the last few hundreths years of his life fighting The Demonata and now he was gone. I almost shattered at this news but then I remembered all the other people I was fighting for, Dervis and Grubbs Grady who battled and learned to embrace their werewolf family curse, Bec, Kernel, Meera Flame a stunningly gorgeous Disciple, Shark a magician who was born to be a warrior and a mage who love the thrill of warfare and the list goes on and on, but it was them I needed to keep on fighting for, suddenly I knew what had to be done, turning towards Ellie and Matt I said.
