After several minutes of useless conversation and walking, the two had finally gotten to their destination. ‘The Strangling Ogre’ best bar in Demon City. George observed the place and it looked like a salon, one of the furthest things away from a bar. Tiger stepped in but George was still standing frozen trying to figure out if he should ask for a beer or to get his nails done. Tiger looked back and without saying anything grabbed his wrist then pulled him in with her. George tried to pull back but was surprised on how strong she was to him, she was taller after all. He looked around and saw a single empty table Tiger ran towards it still grabbing his wrist and slammed her hand on the top of it. But, almost simultaneously another hand smashed onto it, this demon was much larger, skinnier, and very, very pale. It’s jaw was dislocated and maggots crawling through It’s ears and nostrils. It’s hair was dyed a blue colour matching a hot days sky, it was in an afro and he had a star tattoo around his left eye as if he was a rock star.
“Get your hand off the table, zombie.” Tiger stated as calmly as she could.
“Who are you to say that to the amazing Coral?!” The zombie replied smashing his other hand onto the table.
“You’re not Spiderman, asshole.” George said hiding himself from the very tall demon.
“What did you say, ya’ lil’ shit!” The zombie shouted charging for George.
Tiger rolled her eyes then a tail sprouted out her backside and slapped the zombie dead on it’s face, it was then blasted across the room headfirst into the wall.
“THAT’S SOME MOVIE SHIT, MAN!” George screamed crawling under the table.
The zombie got onto it’s feet then ran toward Tiger with his fist ready to smash her skull. She simply took a single step to the right and as he passed her, the tail grabbed his neck and pushed him towards her mouth.
“A low rank demon like you will never come close to me.” She whispered into his ear making sure he heard her.
Throwing him out the window she sat down and George got up onto the seat opposite her.
Tiger called over a waiter and asked “Two beers please.”
The waiter then nodded and walked away to get their drinks.
“Why does no one care about that, that was fricking awesome!” George asked looking at everyone that sat as if none of that had happened.
“It’s how we settle things here, you better have not been a slob in your lifetime or you’ll turn out to be a zombie demon like that piece of trash.” Tiger said now having no tail and no hole in what she was wearing either.
“Well I wasn’t the best of people, but I didn’t exactly sit around all day.” George said thinking about his drug and murder filled life he lived, he was ready to go to hell but it looks as if he was stuck here.
Suddenly, the door smashed open and a man wearing a cape covering his body walked in, he was no taller than Tiger but defiantly taller than George. His hair was perfectly styled pitch black and swerved backwards looking like it was glittered. He wore all black even his eyes were black.
Suddenly everyone was silent they all stared at the man, he must have been popular in some way. George looked around that the only thing that make these guys freeze was a man shorter than most of them.
“What do you people serve?” He asked quite kindly for the way he walked and was dressed.
Tiger grew back her tail then leaped at the man, there was no way she could miss. However, he stuck his hand out behind him and grabbed her tail without flinching. She fell to the floor but before she could get up he through her back into the hole where the zombie she fought earlier had landed.
“It’s quite rude to attack someone that’s new in town don’t you think, Mrs Fox?” The man said turning around.
The room was a complete different environment compared to the previous battle, everyone was watching this as if it was a TV show. Jaws open to see that she would attack him.
“What was that you said to the zombie filth?” He said walking towards the middle of the room, Tiger struggling to get to her feet. “A low rank demon like you will never defeat me, something like that right?”
With a shout she leaped again this time to his left side, she swung her tail but the man had disappeared into thin air. Suddenly, he appeared behind her and kicked her down onto the floor. Now with his foot on her head he kept her face stuck to the floor. The man smiled and then helped Tiger off of the floor and carried her to the table she sat at.
“I don’t want to fight at the moment, you only attacked me because if my name.” The man said trying to sound friendly. “For what my brother did I apologize and I hope that we can become, um, friends” He blurted out still trying to sound professional. “I am Karim, a descendant of Dracula!”
