| Short Stories |

" Unwelcome without a name "

( OLD )

“ I don’t know my name. “
“ Sir please, we are not going to ask you again. Tell us your name. Now. “ The ‘officer’ growled at the subject demon, who was being chained to the chair to keep the demon down. The demon had pink like cotton candy, but having ashes from his burning past make it look more ashy grey than the soft poofy color, Half of his face a normal grey yet peachy dead color as the other lay nothing but a pitch blackhole, just ready to eat your soul if you stare for far too long.

“I do not know my name, So why can I tell you when I can’t even know myself? Why don't you explain that?“ The demon spoke, glaring at the ‘officer’ as they grabbed a handful of files and threw them onto the table, slamming his hands to the table besides the files. All filled with missing person posters, mainly children. “Then explain to me, why do you have letters in every scene you’ve been to? Huh?” The officer threw photos to the table, revealing the photos with many letters. The demon stared at the photos then looked at the officer in slight offense. “And How can you even tell if it was me? Hm?” The demon asked as he raised an eyebrow, glaring at the officer until he was slapped across the face, nearly putting him in shock. “Answer the damn question!” The officer looked at the demon until its head lowered. 

“ Look at the kids. “

The officer raised an eyebrow. “What??” 

“ I never wrote the letters, They did. “

“ The hell are you talking about?! “ The officer’s eyes widen as he was becoming confused.

“ You know what I’m talking about. Those you’ve drowned, blaming an old folk tale for your own games, How disgraceful. “ The Demon chuckled as he broke the chains, causing the officer to back up in shock, the room slowly going pitch black. The sound of children's laughter filled the room, having the officer gripped onto his head as he shook his head violently.

“ No! I didn’t do anything!!!! I-! “

The officer then gasped loudly as the demon pushed him to the wall, glaring a firing hatred into the officers eyes. “I know you have a little girl. And I’m not going to let you use her as a puppet. I know what will happen in your future.”  The officer went silent, now shaking as he revealed his fear. “Would you like to know?”

The officer shook his head. “Bullcrap!!! You can’t tell when my death will be!!! OR EVEN who will kill me! I will make sure you are wrong!!”

“ Fine. Do as you wish. But. “

The demon looked at the officer, shaping his hand into a gun and pointing it to the officer’s head.

“ Bang “ 

A bullet went the man's skull as he let go of a blonde little girl, letting her go as she gasped for air and hugging the brown curly haired women, crying to her chest as the woman held her close. The woman's husband glaring at the man as the officer fell back in the river, his body soon sinking in as blood began to stain the water. 

The husband ran over to the women, kissing her head as the women hugged her husband and the child while beginning to sob. The husband of the women then ran off to find the girls father, only to reunionite them once again. 

The couple, Amy and Chuck, finally calming down from the incident, noticed a red hair little girl in the playground. Amy walks over, confused as she kneeled over to her. “Hey. . Why are you all alone? Are you lost?”

“My Dad took my friend, a blonde girl around my height, away and I haven’t seen him . . . .  . “

“ Whoops “ Was all the husband could think of but shook his head, not regretting his decision. 

“ Thank you Dragon Dad. “ Isabelle, The couples new daughter who was the red hair little girl from the playground, smiled as she teared up, looking at the husband who was smoking, only to smile at the name and pat Isabelle’s head.

“ No problem kid. “