Chapter 1
Heavy metal music was not Seth's forte. If he hadn't agreed to meet Procel and Gusion here he would have never set foot in the Dungeon Nightclub. As he walked through the throngs of party goers and would be demons, he spotted the two "men" at the bar. They were surrounded by female human's masquerading as witches. Seth laughed to himself, if these women only knew what that these two men were, they would run screaming with terror. These men lived on fear and drank the blood of the dead. Literally.
"Seth, look at what we have here. We have women to serve us. Do you think they can serve all our needs?" Gusion asked as Seth approached.
"Interesting, human sacrifices? Never heard of such.." Seth replied as he ordered a drink.
"What has you in a noose?" Gusion asked.
"A knot, Gus, a knot. Damn you need to learn how to talk" Parcel rants.
"A knot, a noose, a stick up his nether regions, who the hell cares?" Gusion glared as one of the ladies started whispering in his ear.
"Nice Procel, thanks" Gusion purred to the demon of secret and hidden things.
Seth shook his head at the sight. Ninety six years and nothing changed. Demons will be corrupt, humans are evil and he, well he was an evil classified solely unto himself. He was born of a monster that even Gusion and Parcel would laugh with glee over his perils.
"So why are we here in this God awful hell hole?" Seth's patience was running to an end. He had other places he would rather be. He had people to kill, enemy's to torture and none of it involved this place. Unless that she-man transvestite dressed as Medusa winked at him one more time. He would show her his version of a good time.
"Why Samuel, one would think you were uncomfortable
surrounded by these beautiful women's.." he included Medusa at the other end of the bar with a nod, "Virtues".
"Virtues?.. and please do pray tell, what are there virtues? Lies? Deviousness? Overloads of Lust?" Seth waved his hand to prove his point as one of the witches started to rub her body against Gusion. Inwardly he winced, woman you know not what you do.
Do you hear that? Parcel whispered in Gusion's mind. He cares too much for these women's fate. Gusion answered in thought back to Parcel. He is suppose to be a demon. We do not worry over such small inconsequential things. Gusion was worried,their master Asmoedus would not like these turn of events. They were ordered to bring
Seth into his eternal service, and if they could not fulfill the mission the consequences could be dire. Visions of being maimed filled his head. The woman in his arms screeched with pain.
Seth looked at the woman in Gusion's arms as she backed away from Gusion with a strange expression on her face. The woman seemed to be trembling, Seth realized why when she grabbed at her arm. Blood poured over the upper part of her arm. She looked at Gusion accusingly. But before she could say anything Gusion waved his hand. She looked dazed for a moment and then asked her friends how had she hurt herself. They shook their heads with confusion and decided to go to the hospital. They walked past the men without a glance, as if they didn't even recognize them.
Disembodied clapping filled the air. The men looked behind them to see another demon joining them. "Good job Gusion. Maybe next time you can snap her neck and see how her friends react. Now that would most pleasing to watch" Baal-berth chuckled darkly.
"Baal-berth, what brings you here?" Seth inquires. This demon wasn't known to enter the present plain. Baal-berth was a masterful demon in his own right. Being the demon of pacts and treaties made him in constant demand. No one would argue his judgments and everyone kept their bargains. Baal-berth was one of the most powerful demons. So powerful that it was known that even Angel's required his services. A concept that was taboo in their world.
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Tainted
RomanceA lost soul trapped by his past hungers to prove that even the most innocent can be corrupted. So he makes a bargain with deadly consequences. In order to fulfill this bargain he must enter the one place where his nightmares began. And to make matte...