Rooted By The Damned

Chapter 1| Precognitions

Hell, a place where damn near every supernatural race, resisted to reside, apart from the monarchial Vampires and Demons that inhabited the area. Even a few, were bitter towards the blazing wasteland, while the rest bathed in the misery that they had constructed. Happily feasting on the souls of the many unlucky bastards that met their demise. In the farthest valley of Hell resided the monarchy.

The aged structure, resembled that of a Roman Cathedral with stained glass windows on the outside, depicting the King and  the Kings before him. Though the building looked holy, it was no where near so. Behind the arched gothic structure of palace walls lived Draven, the Demon King, that ruled over all the lower level creatures in Hell. He addressed his son, and followers who were gathered before him.

"One of our own has taken place on earth. Isn't that right my son?", Draven spoke to his eldest, Chris.

"Yes sir. He lives amongst the humans in disguise but has used many of Earth's resources to his advantage to acquire recognition from the humans", Chris informed.

"Same as you have done", Draven muttered, as he paused in thought. The King's mind, sadly, was in only one place. A war was coming, a war that each realm would have to face, Hell would need as many bodies as they could find, to help in the fight. Hell has not lost a battle in many centuries, but what Draven feared most, wasn't the war, itself, it was the creature chosen to lead. Of course to Draven, it would be the generals and troops fighting the war, but, this was beyond them.

"We've come close to him before, enough to see his true form."

"Father, do we have your permission to confront him?", Ricky asked his father. Even being the ruthless king that any creature feared, his youngest son approached him comfortably.

"Granted", Draven authorized. "And while your on Earth, retrieve any more of our own that may have fallen after the previous wars."

Chris and Ricky were dismissed, along with Ryan, Ghost, and Vinny. The five of them were known well by the humans, and had very few problems traveling to Earth, if it meant temporarily escaping the worries of home life. Although, for the demon that needed to be retrieved, they feared many complications. They alone would have to decide on how to handle him.

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For she was the last of many, ivory white smoke gathered around the space, as the Oracle, watched the fates of many, unfold. Yet, there was the fate of a single woman that was being revealed. Maria sat down  upon the bones of the elegant throne, she had draped herself across. The Enchantress, watched the Oracle at her feet and took in the visions of the future, that would decide not only the fate of a single woman, but an entire race of creatures.

"Fire and ash will fill the sky. The foolish continue in the fight below weary of the chaos raining down from the Heavens. As well as below the one to triumph will extinguish the blaze restoring the promise of our very existence or bathe in the flames.", the Oracle spoke rhythmically.

Maria took in this precognition and looked to her coven. "Find her...the one who will lead our fate in this war to come."

She shook the oak and revealed "Be aware for the enemy is near."

The Coven took note of the enchantress's wishes and The Oracle's message, as they ripped open a tear through the dimensions. Echoux, Lai, Ziutana, and Thana were to travel from Zeraphiniam to Earth for the human they sought after. She was to be the savior. Though, before this chosen one could be their savior she would have to make a choice, that the Enchantress was well aware of.

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The silky ends of his wispy locks danced ever so lovingly, against her pale, bare chest. As the pair embraced one another in pure passion and desire for the opposite's touch. A love like this should be criminal... for it steals away the bitter judgement of any who oppose. A love like this was inconceivably for the close-minded to accept, for it was only in fairytales that someone with such a gifted vanity as Amity's, and exquisite masculine charm such as Tyler's would have the ability to lead a spoiled heart to fondness. He loved her and she loved him, but still seemed to have their doubts.

In this small space, the two of them were willingly trapped within each others grasp, desperately desiring sleep.

"The show is starting soon, Telle", her gentle voice broke the comfortable silence that engulfed them. Currently the couple was left alone in the tour bus. The Word Alive was due to go on stage in a few minutes, but the band's lead was stuck in bed with the love of his life.

With a deep groan, he released her and rolled out of bed, managing not to face plant onto the floor. Amity began to giggle at her fiancé. All he wanted was to lay in bed all day long with her, but he was conflicted by the fact that he loved to give his fans what they wanted, and that was, a good show.

"You want me to come with?", she asked expecting the answer that he always gave her whenever she asked.

He propped himself up and glared at her, tilting his head and raising his brows with an 'are you seriously asking that question?', look plastered on his face. "Of course babe! Who else am I gonna run to and kiss after the show?!", he laughed, rising to his feet.

"Hmm... I dunno', Luke, maybe", she said with a laugh, earning an innocent scowl from Tyler as he pulled on a shirt, then tossing her, her bra.

"Aha! So funny!", he rolled his eyes with a small grin. Amity stood up on the tip of her toes to reach his lips. He took her into his arms and kissed her back. "I love you", he muttered into the kiss.

"I love you too."

Amity pulled away to fix on her shirt, before she went to work on her makeup. Tyler messily ran his fingers through his hair, throwing it up into a small blonde bun. He checked the time, luckily having 25 more minutes to burn before his band was set to go on stage. This was the last show of the tour anyways, so he was pretty burned out from these long two months of being nocturnal.

Once Amity had finished, her and Tyler made their way through the empty parking lot. On there way towards the venue Tyler suddenly felt a presence, he held Amity closer as he glanced around the dark space. These beings were bound to catch up to him eventually. Tyler ignored it and pulled her along, able to reach the doors to the venue, quickly. He gazed down at her and smiled, he adored her so much that when she glanced up at him, he forgot about all the rushed tension that he felt for a moment. He stood transfixed on her for a while longer, before the feeling had returned, his body stiffened and his gaze fell from her eyes, onto a set of individuals he knew all too well.

Amity noticed the way that Tyler's grip had tightened around her hand as he glared in the opposite direction, she followed his gaze and landed hers on the men that Tyler had noticed. These men were familiar to him, it seemed. Although, by the way he reacted, he wasn't at all too happy to see them, as his scowl deepened.

"Baby, we gotta get to the stage", she said, his eyes returning to her. She knew Tyler very well to know when he was upset or tense, and in that instance she felt just that. He nodded and led them in the direction of the stage. She glanced back at the odd band, and noticed the eyes of one of them had flashed a deep red before returning to a normal green color. He stared at her. She turned back around and walked closer to her mate, uncomfortable, and spooked by what she had just seen. To her it may have seemed purely unusual but for the creature that those eyes hid behind, was nearly the most lustful being in existence.

"Stay focused, Ryan. We didn't come here for that", Ricky caught his gaze.

"It's always nice to have a little, fun", he chuckled, running his fingers through his hair, nibbling on a small bit of his lip. He might of been the horniest being in existence at the moment, but this was no time for fun and games. However, Ryan spoiled himself to the point where, when he wanted something...he got it.

A/N: Hey guys! This is my first published story on Wattpad that I actually intend on finishing. I hope you all enjoyed the first chapter. I might be making the rest of it a POV type story, I just wanted to do this omniscient part for the first chapter.

Comment Question: What do you guys think Ryan's intentions are?

I wanna read some wild predictions...

-H.C. Mals xx