Dancing With a Demon (Yandere! Demon! X Reader)

Souless

A/N Lewis and Marco shown above

The three hero's stood in front of the two large looming doors of a great castle. It seemed as if no matter how far they look up there would be no one way to see the top. After two weeks of walking and three days of constant fighting they finally made it.

"Wow." Anne was the first to say, breaking the silence. "I didn't realize he was such a great overlord... how did we not find this place before?" She asked.

"It must be on the edge of the earth..." Marco mumbled. "You can tell considering how difficult it was to get to."

"I can't believe we made it..." Lewis stared up in awe. "Let's just hope they treated (Y/n) well."

Marco nodded. "Alright guys we didn't come this far just to admire his unholy work. We must be on our highest of guards... nothing must catch us off- WHERE DID SHE COME FROM!?" Marco pointed behind where Anne and Lewis stood.

They both whipped their heads around and were shocked to find a small girl with a mask covering her face.

"Hello Masters. Welcome to our humble abode." She spoke in a soft voice as she gave them a curtsy.

"Are...Are you under orders of Mokichi?" Anne asked with hesitation.

The female nodded. "Yes, He is a my Lord. He has sent request for me to take care of you." She said.

Marco and Lewis prepared to draw their swords and Anne her bow. "Take care of us how?" Marco questioned.

"I am here to show you our utmost hospitality. You are our guests after all." She walked between them up and up to the door. She pressed her tiny hands against it as it opened up to a grand hall. "Behold, our home."

They gasped. It was a beautiful gothic style castle that was displayed before them.

"(Y/n) is so lucky!" Anne stared in awe. "If she is- you know- alright."

Marco shook his head to rid himself from the shock. "We mustn't be distracted."

Lewis nodded. "We do have a question to ask you uh... ma'am."

The little girl turned to face them. "Please, you may call me Iris. And what is it you would like to say?"

Lewis paused. "Right uh... Iris. Well, would you happen to know where (Y/n) is?" He asked.

The female ponded for a moment before seeming to come to a conclusion. "Ah! You mean the Master's Mistress? If I heard correctly... then she is dead."

Immediately their hearts dropped in their chests. "D...dead? How..?"

Iris shook her head. "I could not tell you."

Anne was the only one who seemed the most skeptical. "I would like to meet your Master, Iris."

The little girl fiddled with the hem of her gown. "You want... t-to meet him?" Her breathing became more rigged.

Anne rose a brow. "Yes? Is something wrong with that?"

Iris rapidly nodded her head. "Yes! You are the guests and he is our divine overlord. I cannot simply ask him to stop what he's doing just so he can come aid your needs! How dare you ever even-!"

"Iris. That is enough."

The female immediately froze her speech and turned on her heel, bowing her head. "I apologize for my behavior."

The heroes looked up to the new intruder. At the top of the grand staircase there stood a man. His hair was as darker than night and his eyes were crimson red... his face was perfectly proportional- like he was a God.