Chapter 6: Liam

The layers of streaked blood surrounding the entirety of the mansion is overwhelming. There’s been so much death to my kind as of late, all at the hands of demons. A war between our two species that should have died off ages ago, still rages on for no other reason than generational hate. Frankly, I’m sick of it, but the fury in my heart for the demons is stronger than my inner longing for peace between us. For us to stop wasting innocent lives, especially of the young that haven’t even had the chance to live. To love or laugh. To choose what’s most important to them.

The Illucian’s were no friends of mine. DeMarcus being the shady man that he was. His wife and daughter being the two that stayed away from his dealings. And his son, Danarius, quickly following in his father’s footsteps. At seventeen he already showed a great prowess and interest in the way DeMarcus ran his underground world. One we all pretended wasn’t tied to the mob or dirty dealings with whatever species would give h