MF the demon hunter

The Dream

MF would crouch down, taking his dagger out and scratching it against a rock, creating sparks. Once he got a small fire started he'd sit down next to the fire. Wraith would lay down on the ground next to the fire while Watcher flew down from the trees and into MF's lap. MF would take the small log he found earlier in the woods and started to carve at it. As he carved he'd hear a muffled thumping nearby, getting closer. ^Hello Tank, sorry for making you walk so much.^

A large 8 foot demon would slowly walk towards them, it'd be walking on its fists; it'd have a lot of muscle mass. Its fists would be covered in a rock like material, engravings on the rectangular prism shape would make them look list fists, with it being a very dark red. Its back would be covered in snake like scales, with them being a light blood red; while the front was softer, yet still tough, with the color being a fleshy pinkish-red. Its faceless head would have two long bull like horns coming out of where its eyes should be, while the scale pattern curved to make it looked like it was constantly angry. Its body would end at a tail, which was cut just short of the arms so that it wouldn't hit the ground.

Tank would grunt at MF, ^Yeah I know, we did a lot more walking than I thought we would today.^ Tank would grunt again, then bending his arms down so that we could sit down. MF would continue carving, after a while making a make shift cup. He'd get up, going over to a nearby stream and getting some water, then putting the cup in the fire. After a while the water would heat up, he'd take the cup out of the fire, then putting a tea bag in it, stirring it around a bit. Once it turned to tea, he'd put it on the ground, ^Here you go Watcher.^ Watcher would get off MF's lap, sitting next to the cup and putting his chin in it. ^There you go bud, drink up...^

After a few minutes, Watcher would pull his chin out, shaking his head of some tea still on his chin, then he'd look at MF, squeaking. ^All done?^ Watcher would nod, ^Alright, let's get some sleep.^ MF would pick up the cup, pouring it out into the ground while Watcher hopped back onto his lap. He'd start to doze off...

"There you are." A very deep and echoing voice would say.

^What? Who's there?^ He'd look around in the darkness.

"You have caused me enough trouble in my goal." They sounded angered by the fact.

^What? What the hell have I done?^

"You have killed demons, because of this you will be targeted and hunted down like a dog."

^Whoa, okay look, what the hell do you want?^

"To stop hunting down demons."

^...Why?^

"Because if you don't, you will hunted down to the ends of the universe until you are tortured and slaughtered like a hog!"

^...Okay...so stop hunting...is that it?^

"That is all, if you do so, you will get to live without fear of me in your life."

^What the hell even are you?^

Suddenly, he'd hear heavy footsteps behind him, he'd slowly turn around to see a giant fat demon. They'd appear to be 2 stories tall, they'd be covered in large scales and they'd have a fat, yet muscular body. They'd have a staff about as tall as them, looking more like a log than a staff from it's thickness, with one end having two blades that curved to have a flame design. It would have 6 short legs on its long snake like body with four arms on the upper torso. It'd have 6 eyes, a pig like nose, and a large under bite, with large and broken teeth sticking out, green liquid oozing out of its mouth. "Here I am...mortal."

He'd step back quite a lot just to look at him, let alone the fear overwhelming his body. ^...What the fuck...?^

"Do we have a deal mortal?"

^...Y-Yeah...^

"Good." He'd lift his staff, then slamming it down hard, enough to make the ground crack and cause an earthquake like effect. MF would lose his balance, falling on his back, a crack forming underneath him and opening up, consuming him in a bright green light.

He'd shoot up, anxiety filled, looking around frantically. He'd still be in the woods, it'd be around dawn. He'd relax, calming down, "You alright there bosssss?"

^...Yeah...just a nightmare is all.^ He'd stand up, holding Watcher in his arms, who was still asleep. He'd walk over to Tank, crouching down, ^Come on Tank, time to get going.^ Tank would look over at MF, grunting, then getting up slowly. He'd place Watcher on Tank's back, to let him sleep. ^Alright, come on everyone.^ He'd start to walk in a seemingly random direction while Tank and Wraith would follow.