Demons from the attic

Depths of hell

Dante walked into a bar simply to get directions but there he was met with a woman singing smooth words that flowed hennishly into his ears, she had long legs long blonde and brown hair and red lit eyes, as he pursued to walk forward the tone of the bar was extravagant skeletons singing and dancing, demons drinking to their hearts content and mindless souls even enjoying themselves -at least Dante hoped- but Dante couldn't remove his eyes from the demon standing on stage singing. Her red lips pursing against the microphone and her pale skin burning under the dim lights. The two of them made eye contact and suddenly the music repeated to vibe up, till she sung her finale tune and pursued to walk off stage laughing, she walked over to the bar where Dante was sitting and an ensemble of skeletons began to play the sax and piano that serenaded their sinister scene. "What's a pretty boy like you doing down here?" Her voice easily matched her singing ability, her voice was was smooth and rather intimidating but at the same time it was rather sweet, not the kind of thing you would find down in a place like this, Dante didn't reply but instead ask the bartender who was a mindless soul to bring a packet of cigarettes, a packet of Devils Carlton, she leaned forward towards Dante and her voice became more seductive, "oh I get it you probably slept with hundreds of  girls." Dante chocked on his cigarette as it fell out his mouth with shock, " listen here lady I haven't done anything of that sort!" Dante's voice raised and he turned towards her.
"Ah what a pity I honestly thought we could've had some fun" she gave Dante a look and smirked sarcastically
Dante was flustered red, something about this girl put him off his game completely Dante lit another cigarette attempting to look cool his morals for smoking were lost he smoked regardless if he sinned or not, but their fun was soon stopped as Dante looked forward to see a helpless man being smuggled In a bag, he screamed horrendously until Dante spat his cigarette at the main choking him, it burn a clear mark into his neck and he slowly turned around,
"And so the fun begins." The lady got up stood by the stage where a skeleton began singing, "alright who was what that?" The man was in a furious rage while his victim tried to get his breath back, Dante raised his hand to Indicate that he was the man he was looking for, Dante couldn't be bothered by what the man said till a fist came flying in the direction of Dante's face, in Dante's attempt to be suave he casually tilted his head to the side and allowed the punch to swing past him Dante didn't bother to look at him but instead blew smoke into his face, a cloud covered the mans face but two red hollow eyes emitted through the fog of the smoke but as the smoke faded and the mans face was revealed the mood died far more then hell had ever been and the scarlet lip lady was back onto the stage, the mans face was burnt completely, it was mortifying to look at, his nose stitched closed and pieces of his lips were missing Dante felt rather morbid, the man grinned as he slipped out a knife and drove directly into Dante's chest. Dante began coughing up blood, he even proceeded to spit a chunk of blood into the mans face, the man removed his knife and proceeded to drive into Dante again but this time Dante grabbed the blade of the knife which caused blood to rush down his hand, Dante had two choices either posses his weapon and end the man but then death sergeants would know he was here or do it the more fun way. Dante ripped the knife out of his hand and with the force it caused the man to fall a few steps forward, Dante flipped the knife so the handle was now in his hand, he drove the knife down causing the man's hand to be stuck to the table, the entire blade either went through the wood or the man's hand. The man screamed in pain and terror of seeing his hand stapled to the ground and Dante laughing excessively, "you don't know who I am,Do you?" The man shook his head in fear, "the names Dante, Dante the diaboli venatoris" the man quivered at the sound of his name and everyone in the bar went quite even the music became more softer, the skeleton continued to sing devilish songs. Dante reached to his left and pulled out Melissa and put it dead Center of the mans head, "give me one reason why I shouldn't put a bullet into your head."
"So you're the demon hunter everyone's be speaking about." She interrupted the commotion the girl sounded intrigued
Dante ripped the knife out and he quickly went running out whimpering slamming into the door as he was running out, "well Mr.demon hunter.."
"It's Dante." He attempted to recollect himself before he said anything else
"Well Dante the demon hunter, you really know how to cause a ruckus in a bar don't you." She slipped her fingers across the table as she walked towards Dante, her hands slowly ran across his face, gently brushing his skin. The only thing running through his mind was, "Micheal is so going to tell Jesus about this"
She came towards Dante's ear and seductively whispered in his ear, "I like your sense of adventure demon boy" she then slipped a card into his shirt and began to walk back to the stage, "maybe I'll see you around before you head back to earth Dante" she turned her head and gave him that same look that made Dante feel a sudden crave, for something he didn't know, not lust but it was almost inquisitive, "huh how did you know I was from.."
"Last time I checked firearms like those aren't at disposal in a place like this. Well then Dante the demon hunter, till we meet again." She smiled at him and returned to her stage where she sat with her legs crossed and was once again was handed the microphone, Dante's train of thought came back while he attempted to process what just happened, he first pulled out the card that had her name and her number on it, ' Adrian, call me: 666-5756'
"Smooth Dante you didn't even ask for her name." He said under his breath. Dante walked over to the man who still had the bag over his head and was whimpering as Dante walked over to him and cut the bag off, "oh god please don't hurt me!" He swung his hands up to stop a fatal blow that didn't come to him, "funny hearing a demon using the lords name, well then again it was in vain."
"Please Mr.demon hunter spare me!"
Dante raised the man against the wall and had him pinned while he was gripping his shirt, "alright tell me this, you must of really pissed that guy off, I mean after all he was willing to stab me just for the getting rid of my cigarette so what did you do that he needed to strangle the life out of you?"
"Look I don't want any trouble okay."
"You have about 6 seconds to tell me."
"It's nothing we just had an argument that's all"
"Five, four, three.."
"Alright, alright I'll tell you, I took this." The man pulled out a chain with a key on it, "it's the key to Devils room." But while the man was baffling on about the chain Dante took it, "thanks man this will come in handy."
"Hey wait!"
Dante turned around and gave the man a piercing look, "we can do this the easy way or my way." Dante slid back his trench coat to expose his gun sitting peacefully in its holsters, "n.ne..never mind"
"Wise decision." Dante headed out the door and saw the pagan burning world he was in