The cemetery has almost no people.Apart from a few distant relatives, such as practically unknown cousins, one or another colleague and close friend, and, of course, the officiant himself, who was responsible for the funeral and burial of the poor couple.Wearing a black overcoat, as well as thick, fuzzy tights of the same color and matching boots, Shandra walked arm in arm with Sam, who wore the same old white skin, thinning beard and unsettling eyes. No one dared to talk to him or ask where he knew the girl from.It was a cold autumn Sunday, but in the girl's heart, it was winter. After crying non-stop for the past two days, she had chosen to use tranquilizers on the day of the funeral. She didn't want to make a scene in front of anyone.Shandra looks at the company next to her. Sam stares at her, the orange blotches that make up his irises are as serious as ever, but without that familiar teasing touch.It was the girl's idea to call him to the funeral. She just said she would fee
When the demon sealed the promise between them, that they would be together for all eternity, besides the burning heat that the medallion caused on Shandra's skin, she also felt goose bumps all over her body.The girl's heart raced inside her chest, and her wide eyes stared directly into Sam's always calm and impassive expression.Shandra's voice sounded hoarse and difficult:"What have you done?""What does it sound like I did?""... Did you say you would be with me forever?""Not just said, my dear."The way he calls her my darling makes the skin on her arms shiver even more. Sam reaches out his hand to her and helps her stand."I am here to protect you. And I'm willing to spend eternity doing that.""But-"He immediately places his index finger under his lips, asking for silence."Not here. The dead hear and see everything we say, you know. We're not in safe territory."Shandra then finds herself being firmly but lovingly pulled so that she begins to walk. In total silence, they bo
Sam doesn't know how or when, but he managed to find him.Making a short list of possible mistakes he could have made, the demon looked at Shandra. The human looked dazed and lost, and to tell the truth, he didn't blame her for that.If it were Sam in Shandra's place, he wouldn't be doing so well either."Visit? Visit from whom? What do you mean by that?""Pay close attention to what I'm going to tell you now, do you hear me? It's crucial that you listen to every word I'm going to say now."The way the demon speaks that, with all the seriousness in the world and sounding really anxious or even afraid, causes the girl's tremors to surge.Since she had nothing to say in front of that, only to feel and think, the man with fair skin and dark hair speaks:"In my world, just as in yours, there are rules and conventions. And demons who do not follow them may be subject to eventual punishment."The girl is paralyzed, straining not to come out asking hundreds of questions per second. He contin
The demons roll across the floor as they attack, growling and grunting at each other. Shandra does her best to go to the far corner of the kitchen and get out of the middle of the crossfire.While the fallen angels are fighting each other in a truly violent and bloody mess, the skinny girl noticed two things with amazing speed.The first was that she had never seen Sam with an aggressive ATTITUDE. Yes, the first time the girl had seen him was when he had barbecued sexual predators. But even in that context he didn't sound threatening or angry. On the contrary: his tone of voice was soft and velvety, as quiet as the notes of a piano.This certainly meant that Sam was not dealing with someone he considered inferior or easy to deal with. In other words, a very serious problem.The second thing was the transformation that both he and the stranger had undergone as they exchanged punches, kicks and scratches. Previously dressed in human skin, the dark creatures proved to be far more hideous
The demon approaches at a frightening speed. One second he is looking at her, moistening his own lips. The next instant, his slender and muscular body is literally glued to hers.His strong arms grip hers easily, his fingers like iron pincers. The heat that exudes from his nose is as hot as the place from which the creature came. The smell of cinnamon and smoke invades Shandra's nostrils immediately.Half a second later, Sam grabs Julian's torso, pulling him off the girl. He then throws him into the nearest wall."Are you okay? Did he hurt you?" Sam quickly inspects the young girl, who, though frightened, remains unharmed.Julian growls so loudly that Shandra becomes afraid that the whole neighborhood will hear.The demon summoned by the girl quickly tells her, as the invader recovers from the blow:"We can't stay here. We need to hide.""But where? I don't have another house, you know.""Lodging. Hotels. Inns. You guys still have that, don't you? Temporary housing for money.""Yes, b
Sam stood in front of Shandra and ordered her to stand back as they both stared into Julian's demonic face."You can end this torment anytime you want, Sam," the redhead's voice is much deeper and scarier than before.The black-haired man is back to his natural state, with thick skin, more twisted horns, and an absolutely fearsome appearance."Don't lay a finger on the girl!Shandra takes two steps back and raises one of her hands. She doesn't have any spells on the tip of her tongue, but she doesn't want to look helpless either.Julian also abandons his human skin to return to his true self; the citrine-colored yellow slits stare directly at the young girl before him."Do you know what you're getting into, girl? Do you have any idea what you've dragged into your life?"Shandra shouts back:"All I know is that he saved me and protected me! And for that I will not let you hurt him!""Saved you and protected you? Only if it's from your own stupidity, I suppose."Sam once again summons t
Shandra doesn't know which situation is more bizarre in itself.Whether it was the fact that she was in the company of not just one, but two demons; that both were now coexisting without wanting to kill each other; or that they were now in the girl's house, discussing what to do about the impending problem that loomed above their heads.Of course, neither of them even tried to clarify to the girl what it was all about.But from the fragments of information she was able to pick up while they were talking, Shandra understood that apparently this Eluna woman was very important, and that the people who wanted to rescue her didn't get along with Sam very well.The way he had reacted to hearing the girl's name, demon, whatever she was, had shut the girl up. It was so strange to see him like that. The debauched smile and calm look disappeared as if it had never existed.Julian is wearing black pants and a white dress shirt, while Sam is more dressed up, with a black overcoat and dark jeans.
Sam seems to be torn between breaking Julian's jaw and clarifying that situation as quickly as possible for Shandra, who immediately gets to her feet and looks indignantly at the demon."What's all this about sacrifice?""It's not what it sounds like.""Has the word 'sacrifice' by any chance changed its meaning in recent years? Because if not, then it is EXACTLY what it sounds like."Julian doesn't seem to be angry exactly at the girl, but at the situation. He grumbles:"Let's see what it's going to be like to come out explaining that, asshole.""I already told you to shut your damn mouth," Sam shouts. Then he stares at Shandra again, this time his face showing a certain sadness. "You said you trusted me.""And I do! I mean, you saved my life. But what did he mean by that? Sacrifice? Covenant that isn't a real covenant? I don't understand."Sighing, the demon who was now intertwined with the girl in front of him also stood up. Raising his hands in an appeasing gesture, he begins to ex