Morningstar

Chapter 3: Soulless

Damiens POV

"Ah Nmechi, you sly little fucker. Tell me, did you miss me?" I questioned his barely conscious vessel.

The body on the floor gave a slight cry, one grunt and a soft plead with blood spilling down the flesh. "P-please Dame-Ian. I'm sorry." He forced the words out while my temper slowly raised and my patience faded.

Leaning down, I sighed and stared down into his eyes, "You'll have a lot of fun in your new home. Do me a favor?" I asked pulling out a blunt and lighting it.

He stared up with one eye swollen shut, the other had a popped vessel but it was still functional for now, not that there would be any use for it in about a minute.

Nmechi shuttered in his three hundred dollar suit, and I hope they burry him in it. He did just buy it after all, it should be put to good use.

I smirked, "Tell my loving father I said hello." I sighed out before reaching into his chest and gripping his soul.

Opening the portal to hell, I tossed his soul into the portal and shut it before staring down at his soulless corpse.

Thats the last for today, what a fucking day?

"Cerberus!" I called taking a deep inhale of the blunt before Cerbs came running over to me. Pulling a biscuit from my coat pocket, I tossed it to him and clipped on his leash, "Lets head home. The old mans probably burning the house down."

Despite the fact he's an old geezer who doesn't know anything about my father or my true being, he's still my mother's father. My father was an Angel of God. But God decided she was sick of his constant attempts to get at her, and she made the deal that he could rule Hell, if he'd leave her the fuck alone.

He did.

But one night, he went to claim a life, and instead wounded up impregnating my mother.

She went insane and tried to kill me many times. According to my grandfather, she wanted an abortion, begged for it, but it was too late in the pregnancy. She hated me entirely, screaming that I was Satan's child.

If only they'd have listened.

Getting in the truck, I drove home and pulled up the driveway, parking the truck and looking to Cerbs who was curled up asleep in the back.

Turning the truck off, I enjoyed the silence for just a bit longer.

"I'm not, I'm not mad Justin. Just please, let me-let me just think."

The girls voice was hurt, pained and I stared over in annoyance. Shed disturbed my moment of silence.

The guy, Justin, an idiot I remember from school, took her wrist yanking her back to him. She pulled away and shoved his chest, quietly telling him not to grab at her. He told her she was his fiancé, that he could do what he wanted.

Her long brown hair fell to the side as she stared down at her hand.

I watched her pull something off her hand and then grip it in her fist before she pressed it to his chest and held her stomach with her other hand.

"Put that back on Bella. We're not-this isn't an end. We don't end. It's you and I, forever. You hear me? Till death do we part." He said grabbing her hand and shoving the ring back on while she fought him quietly.

It's clear she didn't want to make a scene but he was all for it.

'We should make a sound. He'll leave her alone.' Cerberus was awake now and gave me a small grin as he spoke.