Creature of the Shadows

Trade Backs

Flug's pov

   I heard some communion from outside that made me sit up. I wonder what was going on out there?

   I tried to listen to the conversation. I deafenly heard Melville's voice, but the other two voices weren't familiar. I only caught a few of the words.

    "What do you ........ kidnapped?!" Even though Melville had shouted I couldn't catch what he said before kidnapped.

     "Someone called and ....... had him and .......... give him back until we ............. the shadow daemon."  Another voice said sounding a bit paniced.

     It sounds like someone got kidnapped and are not gonna give them back until they get, me? Who would kidnap a daemon for me? And why did Melville seemed so mad about it? So many questions, but will they ever get answered?

    I heard the door handle twist open. I sat up trying to see who it was. There was a demon- well more like two, they were connected one was on top of the other- Melville was standing slightly being them in the hallway.

    "What's going on?" I asked. "And where's Azazel? Isn't he usually the one to bring me from place to place?"

     The demons physically flinched when they heard Azazel's name.

    "That's none of your concern." Snapped Melville. "Dip, Pot go get him out of that cage and bring him to the throne room." He commanded the demons. (If you don't know what these two are based off of than leave, no don't really leave I need the readers)

    "Yes sir!" They said at the same time. They both walked up to me and unlocked the cage and put a leash onto the collar that was still on my neck and started to lead me through the halls to the throne room where Melville has been waiting for us.

    "Call the person who kidnapped Azazel back." It was Azazel who got kidnapped?! I knew it must have been a higher level daemon for Melville to have cared so much, but Azazel? Who ever kidnapped him is either crazy or they have a really good plan. And all of this for me?!

    The demons ran out of the room to do the task that their king had assigned to them. I gulped. Whatever's gonna happen I know it's not gonna be good.

Azazel's pov

    "What are you doing?!" I growled at my kidnappers.

    "An eye for an eye." One of them said. It was clearly a male's voice, it sounded very familiar. The guy was dressed in a black suit with a black and red top hat that casted a shadow over his face. 

    "What the fuck does that mean!?" I growled.

    "Your master took my scientist, so I'm taking his right hand man." Said the same guy.

    "Should have thought twice before stealing someone who is owned by a Prince!" The other person said in such an annoyingly way. By the voice I could tell it was a girl. But what did she mean when she said Prince? She certainly didn't mean that this guy is a Prince, did she? The guy had face plamed and growled a bit at being called a prince.

   "Who are you?" I questioned.

    "It should be pretty obvious, and there is no need to tell you who I am." The guy said putting one of his hand on my shoulder and his other on the women's shoulder. And in a second we were somewhere completely different. It was dark and damp. He throw me into what looked like a prison cell and locked it.

    "Demencia watch him." The guy told the girl.

    "Yes sir!" She said putting her hand up to her forehead to salute him.