Two strong hands are latched onto either side of Jake's arms as they guide him down hallways. The black eyed demon isn't even aware of his surroundings due to the sack over his head, but it was obvious that hell was the location. After what seems like hours, Jake is dropped roughly to the floor and the sack is pulled off. From his knees, he looks up to see Patrick Stump. Intimidating was Jake's first thought, face to face with another yellow eyed demon. Of course, what would he have to fear when Brendon could easily tear him in two?
"Jake Sinclair." Patrick states.
"Yep, that's me." Jake replies in a cool demeanor. He attempts to go to his feet, but the guards beside him go back to holding him steady.
"My men and I have been tracking you down ever since you escaped." Patrick says.
"Well ya got me. What am I charged for? Playing for the other team?" The black eyed demon smirks.
"It was an instant suspicion that Cloud took notice in you. Why else would so many of his men die just to carry you over?"
"What can I say? I'm pretty popular." Jake replies.
"Finding you was a bit of a challenge. Jay caught your trail eventually."
"Jay?" Jake questions. He looks around the room and sees Brendon's dealer. He fucking knew something was suspicious about him, "I was on to you the minute I saw you." Jake glares, pointing a finger in the demon's direction.
"Jay was on a test run of sorts, trying out a potion to make him susceptible to Brendon's charm. It worked well." The yellow eyed demon continues, "To cut to the chase, we want to know all of Cloud's plans."
Jake starts to giggle, "There's no point to that now."
Patrick cocks his head and furrows his brow, "What do you mean?"
"Any attempt to stop The Chosen One is completely in the wind. He's coming..." The black eyed demon smiles sinisterly.
Patrick stands, "What did you do?" he booms.
"Cloud made a serum to turn Brendon back into what he truly is, and I injected him. Right before you caught me, actually."
Patrick's eyes grow wide and Jake begins to laugh. Jake continues, "There's no stopping him now! He will destroy the world, and I can just tell he'll kill you first."
Patrick shouts, "Execute him!"
The two guards take out their long jagged swords. Patrick, with the flick of a wrist, makes the ground below snatch Jake's hands, pulling him lower to the floor. The two demons swing their weapons inward and slice the black eyed demon's head clean off. While Jake's body turns to dust, Patrick finds himself to be unnerved and overwhelmed.
"Tyler!" He shouts, beginning to head out of the room.
Tyler emerges from one of the corners, "Yes? What's wrong?"
Before replying to Tyler, Patrick quickly turns around to the demons standing frozen in the bureau, "Tell no one!"
They all reply, "Yes, sir."
The yellow eyed demon reverts his eyes back to Tyler, "Brendon has been injected with a serum to turn him back."
"What?" The red eyed demon replies immediately.
"We cannot create a panic, I have to deal with this situation on my own." Patrick says.
"Wait, I can't even begin to process any of this-" Tyler starts to spew words of anxiety.
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Don't Threaten Me With A Good Time
FantasyThis isn't a story about good vs. evil. This is civil vs. evil. This is man vs. himself.