Chapter 1

Laying on my bed at six in the morning because I couldn't sleep was how I started my day, but it picked up pace pretty quickly. I got up and walked to the kitchen, everyone else was asleep so I could cook and listen to music without getting harassed to "turn it down". I grabbed a pound of beef and a carton of eggs from the fridge and turned on the stove, cooking was a way for me to focus and think even if I got teased by my friends because it's "not what a demon would do". After thirty minutes I had a beef, egg, and onion hash with two pieces of toast and a can of Johnny's homemade Cola, the guy can drive a big rig and make a mean Cola, so I gave him a section of the basement to mass-produce it for me and the rest of the family.

"Well well, who's up at the crack o' dawn?"

"Yeah yeah, couldn't fuckin sleep, so what?" I replied to Johnny with a mouthful of Hash in my mouth "Why're you up early, couldn't sleep after riding yo daddy for an hour last night?" I knew he had a daddy kink and that he was really shy about it, his boyfriend loved it but he hated it when he was blushing, which I would use every once in a while to get some peace. He walked into the kitchen and popped a couple of waffles in the toaster while heating the stove to make some eggs.

"Shut up." He mumbled causing me to crack up, he was always shy about it when he started mumbling it made me laugh.

"I'm just messin' with ya dude, you doin' alright?"

"Ummm n-no, not really...can I get your advice on something?"

"I'm not great at the advice, can I interest you in a sarcastic comment?"

"You need to stop quoting Chandler Bing, you ain't getting laid like that." He said and now I was the one blushing because he wasn't wrong, I am a shy, sarcastic cunt wad and have yet to find my mate, which sucks...seeing as everyone else in my family has, but I'm not gonna complain, I'm happy for em'.

"What's up, mate?"

"I-I wanna get married to Der, but I'm too shy to propose, I feel like I'd screw everything up, stumbling on my words, poor planning I'd just-"

"Okay one, fuckin relax dude, you ain't gonna get anything done stressing like that, two your eggs are burning," I said and he panicked and flipped his eggs and thanked me " And finally three you don't gotta worry, you ain't gonna propose cuz Der already said he was," I said and he looked at me with a shocked look, like he just won the fucking lottery, which I guess to an extent he did, everyone knew how much those two loved each other if one got hurt the other went into a frenzy and put whoever hurt them through so much pain, that they wished they were dead.

"W-what?? A-are you serious?"

"Yep, and turn off the stove, your eggs are done." He turned off the stove and put his over-hard eggs in between his waffles with a slice of cheese, and grabbed a cherry cola from the fridge.

"How do you know?"

"Can't tell ya that my dude, you just need to relax and wait" I said and he looked happy but impatient, causing me to laugh "you look like a sad puppy who just got told he can't have a treat!" He blushed and started devouring his sandwich while I cleaned my plate and put it back in the cupboard. By this stage, everyone was either already up and making breakfast or just starting to get up, so I went to my room to get ready for the day, it was gonna be a long one cuz we were starting the planning for our next big heist. I pulled on a pair of blue jeans and a white v-neck, with my leather jacket over it. It looked like an 80's greaser jacket in the sense that it had more pockets and zippers than an average jacket, but it was comfy and I liked the look. I grabbed two one-liter bottles of water from my fridge and added some energy drink mix, it was a cherry-flavored drink with a nice kick of caffeine. I walked out and down the stairs towards the armory to grab my gear, surprised to see Johnny there two, with Derek leaving hickeys on his back and shoulders.

"Get a room you two!" I shouted and shoved them out, Derek waited outside while Johnny came back in and started loading his bag, I set a couple of boxes of .500 JRH  ammo and 1 box of .223 rifle ammo, my revolvers were at my hips, and rifle in the car, two BFR revolvers had enough stopping power for most, if not all things I was killing, and the rifle was my backup. Johnny was a rifle guy so he was piling box after box of 5.56 ammo into his bag, and with good reason, we were ambushing an arms deal out in Mesa, AZ and we were gonna be gone a couple of days, while the others were doing research and observation on El Oro, a bank south of San Antonio, Texas that was frequently used by drug cartels and rich douchebags.

"You ready to go?" He asked me as I put my drinks in my bag, he knew I was cuz I traveled light...well except for the bullets.

"Yep, let's get going!" I said as I left the room and gave a high five to Derek before leaving the area so he could wish Johnny good luck, probably not in a PG manner. I went over my directions with Ashley again so she knew what everyone was doing while I was out and that I knew where I was going. I pulled Johnny away from Derek before they started getting into porno territory, saying goodbye to each other with a kiss before we got into the garage.

"I swear y'all are at it more than rabbits!" I said as I got in the cab of Johnny's truck, we were taking his big rig because of how many cases of ammo that was supposed to be exchanging hands, but they wouldn't be, that ammo was ours now.

"Shut up, dude!" He shouted as we got on I-35 westbound, I pulled up my beanie and sunglasses and told Johnny I was gonna get some rest, to which he said he'd wake me up when we get to El Paso. I fell asleep in the cab and woke up in my plane of hell, Jack sitting there using souls in the pit as target practice.

"Having fun there?" I said as I grabbed a drink from our mini-fridge and threw a beer at his head, he caught it and set down his gun to drink.

"Yeah, it gets boring down here when I can't kill folks up top." He said after taking a drink, I got bored so I lit a fireball in my hand and threw it into the pit, igniting the thermite inside and creating a gigantic fireball, chuckling as we watched it Jack stood up and stretched his back before walking down onto the walkway around the pit, something was bugging him but I couldn't tell what it was. I followed after him after grabbing another beer, and met him at the archway in the middle, he was leaning over it watching the fountain pour more thermite into the pit like water.

"Somethings troublin' ya mate, what's goin' on?"

"N-nothing man, just annoyed..." he said crushing his can in his hand and throwing it at some guy that managed to crawl to the top of the pit, he almost got out but the can hit him in the back of the head, making him stumble and fall back in "gotcha ya bitch!" We both doubled over laughing so much it hurt.

"What's annoying ya? Mate fever?" He looked away and I knew the answer, even if we both lived in the same body and plane of hell, we weren't the same person, he was stronger and more confident all be it less intelligent, and I was the opposite, I was weak compared to him and as shy as a preschooler that got called cute by their crush, but I was extremely smart. I heard truck honks from above us so I patted him on the back, reassuring him that we'll find our mate sooner or later, and forced myself to wake up...just in time to see another big rig heading straight towards us with enough momentum to crush the truck into a tin can. I looked over to see Johnny was half asleep so I leaned over and slammed the wheel in the other direction, making us narrowly survive the situation but still damaging the trailer, I summoned Jack into the real world to possess Johnny, which he did, and pull us over. We pulled Johnny out of the driver's seat and I considered our options, Jack read on and we thought of a nice way to wake up our friend. Jack opened up the bed and pulled out the toolbox and set it down in front of me, I saw there was a ball gag inside it 'Lucifer's balls Johnny, you're into some kinky shit!' I thought as I put the gag in his mouth and tied it, Jack threw him over his shoulder while I got the steel chains and put the toolbox back in the bed of the truck. With a little bit of elbow grease and a lot of awkward movements from Johnny we successfully tied him down to the top of the bed, with the chains tied across his legs, torso, and arms and meeting underneath the bed in one spot. We closed the bed and Jack got in the driver's seat and started our path back to El Paso.

"We'll let him out when we stop to get food in El Paso, if he wakes up by then that is." He said and I pointed to the center console that showed a video feed of him on the roof from the camera I set up.

"When he wakes up, we get a front-row seat!" I said laughing, he opened a wormhole outside the truck to our plane of hell and grabbed a couple of sodas for us to drink, giving me one and closing the wormhole we calmed down from our practical jokes joke, we were assholes and we knew it. I slid a CD into the radio and pressed play, starting 21st Century Breakdown by Green Day. I skipped to the ninth track and "Peacemaker" started playing. We simultaneously counted up and sang the intro of the song. "One Two Three Four!" We sang as the song started and I played air guitar with a little bit of mocking from Jack. Twenty minutes later we were listening to "Static Age" and I looked at the dashboard and saw that Johnny had woken up and he looked like he was scared shitless. I laughed at him and pointed it out to Jack who started cackling, Johnny looked like had shit his pants at least a thousand times he was so scared, and after about forty-five minutes of laughing, we pulled into a gas station and we climbed on top of the bed and untied Johnny. We fueled up and truck while he took the ball gag out of his mouth and put it back in the tool chest with the chains. He approached us after we finished fueling the truck and socked me in the jaw.

"I deserve that" he then punched Jack "and he deserved that." We got in the cab and Johnny drove us all to a bar and grill-style joint called Shane's Burger House, and we got out, still listening to Johnny's ranting about how we were 'shitty friends' and 'terrible people'. We stretched and it felt like we hadn't walked in years, our legs were so stiff. Johnny walked in and after we finished stretching we walked in after him, the inside looked like a gang bar, with bar fights everywhere and poker games lining the bar itself, we got a booth and followed the waiter to where we sat, giving her our drink orders, Jack and I both ordered a beer with some cola, while Johnny ordered a Chardonnay and glass of water, causing us both to mutter "fuckin' poof" under our breaths, I took off my jacket and hung it on a coat rack when I was knocked to the ground by a bar fight. A tall, Hispanic looking woman was mauling the shit outta this guy and I almost felt bad for him...keyword almost, so I kept watching for a couple of minutes and when she got off of him I picked up the guy she was mauling and lugged him outside and threw him into oncoming traffic. I walked inside and was met by a series of laughter and when I asked why everyone was laughing, the woman that was mauling the guy I threw told me that I had just thrown the boss of the Texan Mafia into oncoming traffic, to which I responded with something honest, and calm.

"I. Couldn't. Give less of a fuck." I said and walked back to my booth, Jack, and Johnny laughing their asses off and they both gave me a high five after I sat down. Jack mocked the explosion using his hand and Johnny finished his Chardonnay, we ordered our food, I ordered a double bacon burger with ghost pepper ketchup and onions, Jack ordered a steak with fries, and Johnny ordered a bratwurst. While we waited for our food to arrive we started planning attack strategies for when we robbed the cartel, the entire time the Hispanic woman from earlier was glaring at us, it wasn't scary more just annoying and confusing as to why she was doing it, and if that wasn't enough Jack looked like there was a priest in the room, looking around panicky and tense. I kicked him under the table and gave him a look that said 'the fucks wrong with you?!' and he just rolled his eyes and avoided eye contact. Our food arrived and when I asked for the check, I like to pay for things early, the waitress said that our meal was already paid for.

"What?!" We all said simultaneously surprised, she nodded her head and pointed to the Hispanic woman who had mauled the guy I threw and said that she had paid for it, causing Jack to get all tense again, something was up with him and I was gonna find out what. I took a twenty and a ten out of my wallet and told her to give it to the woman and that if she tried to refuse then try again or keep it as a tip. When she walked over to give it to her the Hispanic woman shook her head and pointed back over at us, and after a small conversation, the waitress walked back over with a look of fear in her eyes, worse than the one in Jack's even.

"Sh-she said to give it back to you, and that the meal was on her, and that if you try to give it to her sh-she'll rip your throat out with her teeth." The waitress said through shaky breaths, I gave her the twenty and thanked her and although scared she left us to continue eating. I noticed that Johnny was now a bit on edge too, and that did it. I stood up and grabbed them both by the collar of their shirts and dragged them outside the restaurant until we were behind it and shoved them into the brick.

"I'm giving you both one answer each, and if someone doesn't answer my question I will ask her myself. Who. The fuck. Is she? And why. The fuck. Are y'all scared of her?" I said, my eyes glowing bright red, Jack's were too but he wasn't in power right now, I was too pissed off, they stammered a bit before Jack answered me, shaking a bit and trying to stay calm.

"A-Alexandria Muerte, S-she's the alpha of the Wolves of La Muerte pack," That explained why they were so scared, the Wolves of La Muerte were the most feared pack of werewolves in all of the States, but no demon o' my family was gonna chicken around a mutt.

"That doesn't explain why y'all are scared of her, y'all are demons." They both looked at each other, then me, then each other again, they both started laughing, doubled over as if it hurt to laugh that hard.

"We-we aren't scared of her, or at least I'm not, we just don't wanna cause trouble on her turf," Johnny said through laughs, Jack nodded his head as if he agreed with him, and so we went back inside and finished our food. The guys were back to their normal selves but Jack was still a bit on edge, I rolled my eyes and finished my burger while trying to brainstorm ideas as to why she paid for our food. I told the guys to leave the bar and they left and got in the cab to wait for me, I walked over to the alpha, shifting forms on my way there, and sat next to her and ordered a beer.

"Usually people don't approach me unless they got a death wish, what's your excuse?" She asked and I lowered my sunglasses to stare at her with empty eye sockets with balls of fire replacing my eyes, she didn't look fazed, but most wolves ain't.

"I ain't scared of a mutt for one, and for two I wanna know why ya paid for our food." The entire bar got quiet and I felt at least a hundred pairs of eyes on me, which I didn't like but I was too confused and angry to care, this mutt thinks she's stronger than death itself then she's wrong.

"I'd watch your tone, bitch, unless you wanna wake up with your flame permanently extinguished," Now I was pissed off, but I didn't want to have to kill more than one mutt if I could get away with it so I let it go, "as to why I paid for your food, it was to get your attention. This drug cartel you're going after has been causing trouble for my pack, so I appreciate you taking them out, but a word of warning. They're a Christian drug cartel, which means they'll most likely have Crosses with them, if not a bible and holy water. If you want some assistance, I'll be willing to give you some, but I want something in return."

"And that would be?"

"We can negotiate it later, talk soon, bitch." She said before leaving the bar, shifting to her wolf which had black fur and electric blue eyes. 'What the fuck was that?' I thought as I finished my beer and walked to the truck.