chapter 2

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   "And with great pain, we made our own hero, one we should all fear"




I had to leave again. I leave my book there and walk out of the shop go to my car and start the engine, but I couldn't drive off.

   "I made this place my home," I say out loud.

   "I know Dom," Matt said from the back seat. He noticed I was active, and came to see if I needed to die.
After the great war, I was spared if I lived a human's life.

   "It wasn't me," I said "he was killed by, by drash" drash took my place once I left hell

   "A deals a deal" he sounded remorseful "leave and I spare you, stay and you die"

   "I'm going to kill him" I started "after that, I'll take what I deserve"

   "You'll take his place?" 

   "I'll take his life" I started driving "will you fight beside me once more"

   "I must tell the others that I'll be gone"

   "Of course, just don't leave me waiting, we leave until dawn" and with that, he was gone, as all demons have powers, angels have up to five, and some with ten. He simply teleported.

   I drove home. I needed my weapons. I have my daggers and sword, but I need my secret weapon, the key to my mind. Every man has something they hide, I hide my hatred for demons, locked away in the deepest part of my mind. In a fight, I would win every time with it, but I locked it away to live a human's life.

   "I might die soon Dommit"
   "You'll fight"
   "To the death my friend"
   "Summon me"

   I pull my sword, it was the soul of my demon

   "Now let's update you" he falls from my hands and as he hits the ground he flips points to me and launches like a missile. He stabs my heart

   "It's been a while boy," he says as he injects me with a dose of his soul, it's what keeps me a demon, alive, waiting for my next strike, and then he vanishes, and without a trace, my sword returns in the holster.

   "Msg death due us part..." I start

   "And cure this curse we bare"








   I grabbed the key and met matt under the bridge. "you ready old friend"

   "Of course, and you"

   "He has gone to far this time"

   "A cup of coffee?"

   "Yes" I state with out most Conference "well more so the bounty of my head, but that's the best coffee I've ever had"

   He laughs at this as I open the door to hell. "To the best cup of coffee"

   "Exactly"
  

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