Don't Threaten Me With A Good Time

Chapter 26

 The overcast sky hums a dismal tune. The animals seem quieter, and the leaves on the trees sense the oncoming destruction as they begin to wilt in fear. Brendon's demonic grey fingertips brush against the tall grass of an open field. Every step he takes leaves a mark of dismay to any life-filled object in his path. This strength he'd missed. The human coil was too restrictive and pathetic. What a brief curse, now lifted. Of course, revenge still scratches at the core of his being. Soon enough, he'll take back what' his, and so much more.

He sees a being in the distance; a red eyed demon dressed in formal attire. They both meet each other halfway as the red eyed demon says, "Welcome back, Chosen One." It takes a second for Brendon to recognize the being as Daniel Cloud Campos.

"Cloud." The slate colored demon replies, with a sly smile.

"Your army has already been established. Your arrival will certainly speed up any last minute endeavors." Cloud says as Brendon follows him into hell.

As the slate colored demon walks down the halls, any demon present bows or falls to their knees in awe. As they reach the main bureau, Brendon sees a crowd of people along with Kenny and Jake at the forefront placed on their own thrones. Like the red sea, the slate colored demon's presence causes the demons to create a space directly down the middle. Kenny and Jake then stand.

"Welcome, Chosen One." They say in unison.

"Hello, boys." He looks to both of them with a smirk.

He turns around to look at Cloud, "Before we tear up this planet, I have a few things to take care of."

"What plans do you entail, Chosen One?" The red eyed demon questions.

"The slaughter of Tyler and Patrick." Brendon replies, in a more serious demeanor.

"Would you require any level of backup?" Cloud asks.

"No." The slate colored demon then raises his voice and directs his attention to the whole room, "As soon as I return, we will scorch the Earth!"

The rooms erupts in cheers as Brendon makes his way between the crowd and down one of the joining hallways. He pictures the area of where he first arrived, and lets his feet carry him deeper into the tunnels, eventually crossing the threshold that separated the rebels and Patrick's brainwashed rats. He could easily manifest in front of the bastard, but he wants to savor the experience.

A group of lower level demons are seen, seemingly plastered against the walls with weapons at hand. Brendon starts to walk faster, whistling to get the demons' attentions. The beings look towards the slate colored demon as they begin to charge him. Brendon puts his arms out and with the flick of a wrist, it sends the demons crashing against the walls. He then flicks his wrists towards each other and the walls develop sharp spears, impaling the demons.

He keeps with the brisk pace as more demons begin to appear, ready to fight. Brendon continues with his simple yet deadly actions of telekinesis as he says, "None of you bow to me? I'm a little disappointed."

Brendon arrives in the room he used to consider his throne with a clear view of Patrick.

The yellow eyed demon exclaims, "Hold your ground, men."

Brendon looks to Patrick and says, "I told you I'd come back to kill you."

Patrick stays silent, as there's a clear sign of fear in his eyes.

"But before I do that, you know, I'm impressed. Your little army completely resists me." The slate colored demon says as he slowly approaches Patrick.

Patrick stands his ground, "I had to prepare hell for war."

"A war, against what, me? You've already lost." He begins to laugh, "And the fear in your eyes. You didn't think this would happen. Thankfully, your neighbors lent me a helping hand."