The Story of Lancelot

Part 3

Ch. 9

The demon struggled to get out of the restraints, Reginald chuckled lightly "Having trouble there?" the demon growled loudly and a pitch black arrow appeared shooting straight at Reginald's head, he caught it and instantly dropped it, the black aura had burned his skin all the way to the bone. "Interesting..." Green mist surrounded his hand slowly healing the wound. "I know you can talk so maybe you can be reasoned with." The demon's hostility lowered and he looked at Reginald curiously.

"Why would you try to reason with me?" the demon started to laugh "I thought you hated my kind."

Reginald began to sit down in front of the demon and a throne suddenly appeared out of nowhere for him. The golden seat covered in highly valued gems and crystals  "Don't get me wrong, I do hate your kind. I find you demons disgusting, you all deserve to die for supporting that traitor"

"Oh? You mean the Devil?...Satan?" The demon started to laugh even louder and the wood and stone that formed the room around them started to crack and creak, the ground rumbling slightly. "I do NOT support him!"

Reginald titled his head "Aren't you a demon? so your aliiengence should be with him."

The head strap restraining the demon's head broke and he leaned forward grinning "NO, he is weak, A COWARD!"

"Didn't he create you? Doesn't that mean he could destroy you?"

"He already tried" the demon said glareing at Reginald

"You fought him?-"

"I beat him! Turned him into a bloody pulp!"

Reginald knew this demon was dangerous now, yet he was also reckless and easily beaten...he's powerful but he doesn't know how to use his power to its full potential. A sudden thought came to his mind, a plan, which made him slightly smile. "So...you are loyal to no one?"

"I keep my host alive, that doesn't mean I can't fuck with their mind."

"I've seen this...so, why the boy?"

"It's where I ended up"

"Ended up?...what does that mean, I thought demons made contracts."

"Oh we do" the demon sat back against the chair grinning. Reginald waited for the demon's next words but nothing came, he knew that the demon wouldn't go any deeper into that topic.

..."You said you weren't here for souls, only for bloodshed...so why not just go on a killing spree?"

"Your family, the Vatican's army, and the big guy upstairs"

"You mean God?"

"He doesn't know about me yet and I like it that way. I might be powerful but my hold over this boy does not allow my full strength to come out, I wouldn't last 10 seconds against him."

"And what makes you think he'll even show up to fight you? he didn't even send his angels to deal with Satan" the demon grinned at Reginald's question "Oh...He'll come, unless he wants to watch this "perfect little world" of his be consumed in darkness."       "And here I thought our biggest threat was the Devil" Reginald thought to himself.
"Can the boy use your power?"

"If he practiced and could hold me off from taking control of his body, yes" Reginald's plan just gained a mark

"What if you left the boy" the demon looked at Reginald curiously "Leave him and pick a new host"

"Oh? And who do you think I should have as my host? You?" the demon started to chuckle glaring straight at Reginald who was looking at the ground and his fingers of his hands intertwined......................................"Yes."