XL. Sangria Red

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Demonia

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"Didn't I kill you nasty creatures three time already?" I yelled aloud then poked the devil in front of me with the razor blade I was holding. Blood spattered all around the ground around us, but he still didn't die! What the bloody hell!

"You lying bastards, you want us to be ruled by a filthy--" I cut him off mid-sentence by splitting his throat into two pieces. I watched as his head left the rest of his body which rested limply at the ground. I smiled to myself, he's now officially dead.

Remember that time when I said that I'm a good devil but a bad Angel? Yeah well I take that back, well what can I say, self defense....

I felt foot steps approaching me from behind, I yanked the knife out from the corpse at the ground and before even standing up straight I stabbed whoever he is in the leg making him almost fall, I turned around and found one of my friends holding his injured leg in one hand and trying to balance himself with the other.

"Oh hey Derek!" I said when I noticed him. Derek plunged forward with a knife in his hand ready to stab the crap out of me -- no pun intended.

Before Derek can do anything, he fell to the ground beside the other nameless body.

"Oh bye Derek." I said as I smiled to myself, looking at what I have accomplished lately, I look like I got out of an action movie.

"Well that was easy..." I muttered to myself.

"You're welcome, you yaldson." I heard from somewhere around me, I looked and saw my dear cousin with a gun in his hands, he dramatically blew the top of it. It dawned on me that he shot him, then.

"You know I could have killed him myself!" I said jokingly, arching an eyebrow up. He flipped me off at once.

He raised his gun, I literally thought that he was going to shoot me then and there, he did shoot though, but right beside my face. I heard something fall, turning my head around I saw a third corpse beside the other two.

"And you could have killed that one too." He said, I grinned at him while patting his back --roughly.

"Thanks bro,"

"Got ya, man."

"Hey, what did you do with Dora?" I asked him as we walked, killing devils along the way. We were walking in a bloodbath, literally.

"I took her to the castle." He said, A six-feet something guy was running towards us with a taller sword into his hands, Decklan shot him in his heart midway before he could reach us, making him drop dead on the ground. A gun is better than a knife, I though to myself. I should definitely choose my swords better next time.

"The black demon's castle?" I asked him, as I drawed my knife out to defend the attacker that's on my right now. Even though I knew that Decklan is beating me at it.

"No the white Angel's one." He corrected me. I dawned in realization, at first I got startled by the fact that he took her to the slaughterhouse. I couldn't trust her with him but he offered he'd keep her safe while I was killing some guy off.

We heard her screams from the other side of the kingdom, so Decklan offered he would go. Where she was, I don't know. But she won't be safe in Angelina for long, we all knew that.

It was too much for her to handle, she almost got killed twice. I learned later on that she was screaming when she saw my father, Damon, get shot by someone.

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