Demon Delivery Novels & Stories

It sucks. 4: Hiro - Demons and Shin

"One stands guard at the entrance, while the other feasts upon the flesh of the unfortunate." Deacon absorbed the information, his mind racing with tactical calculations. "Demons possess an uncanny ability to multiply rapidly, my friend," he warned, his voice laced with caution. "However, I have devised a plan. I shall ascend to the roof of the house, unleashing my fiery breath to engulf it in flames, distracting one of the demons. Meanwhile, you will engage the other demon, aiming to sever its horn, even if capturing it proves elusive," he explained, his voice carrying a weight of strategic insight.

“The Revenant is speaking through it. Using it like a messenger.” “How do you know?” “Because demons don’t negotiate. They destroy. This is theater.” The demon pointed again. “Three days. The offer expires. Then. Only death.” It turned and walked toward the northern wall. Walked through it, burning a hole in the timber, leaving a trail of molten footprints. Then it disappeared into the forest. Silence. “It’s gone,” someone said. “It’ll be back,” Alina replied. “In three days. With more demons. The Revenant was making a point.”

“…I take what I want.” My heart skipped. Three nights that was the same thing Darren had told me. That was certainly a deadline. Darren nodded. “Everything will be ready by then.” The demon didn’t respond. Instead, he walked toward a table on the side of the room. Something was laid out on it. Papers, maps and a vial with dark liquid inside. Poison, it had to be. “That’s for the girl,” Darren said. The demon nodded slightly. “She’ll deliver it herself.”

"He must have been aware of the trap we set for him," Ryder replied. "Let's just forget about him for now," Another Demon replied. "So when are we going to launch a full attack on the south Delon and end them all?" A Demon asked. "Very soon" Ryder replied. "We just have to be careful when doing that," He added. Ryder snapped his finger and it sparked a means of summoning all Demon. He created a portal to the Lucifer building and both him and the rest entered.

“Now that everyone is present, we can finally properly discuss the matter.” Lord Harold was the first to speak. “What else is there to discuss?” And he immediately spoke as if he was not interested to continue. “We’ve discussed everything, solved the problem and we are only waiting for the execution of those demons.” His stubby arms crossed on his beard that grew to his chest. "The demon was summoned by the Scarlett Witch in her desperate attempt to escape. It was very powerful that many high ranked Hunters were killed. We did not live during the Scarlett War, however, assuming that their soldiers are equal to that, we will not survive." Leon said.

But everything crumpled down when she found out the truth. This is Dark Hades call. He only comes out when there’s death. He only comes out when there’s evil and blood. Because death and darkness are always the demon’s call.

“Corrupeo Demonenis Silite Divinarbus.” ** An odd sensation as they were being sucked out of their bodies distribted through Sir. Oswic Osbald, Gerey Wysalt - the saviour, and yellow eyed Jeyrin. With their their hands that served as traverses, their souls were pulled through a dark tunnel filled with bright green neon lights and afflicting, agonizing wails coupled with disheartening laughs of demons. After not more than a minute, they landed in the gloomy, blood drenched world, leaving Aunt Brione and Cwena to watch over their bodies.

Like a specter, he weaved through the demon's blind spots, striking at its vulnerable joints with surgical precision. Each strike sent shockwaves of pain through the demon's body, threatening to unravel its very essence. As the battle reached its peak, the demon unleashed its most devastating attack. It reared back, drawing upon its immense power, and released a wave of infernal energy that rippled through the battlefield. The ground cracked, molten lava erupted, and dark clouds swirled overhead, heralding the unleashing of its wrath. Edna, Marcus, and Derek fought against the chaotic onslaught, their unity becoming their shield against the relentless assault.

Ayesha walked past them and crouched before the smoldering carpet, examining it. "The demon rang the doorbell, disguised as a delivery woman. When I opened the door, it claimed to have a package for me. I let it in, and it attacked when I wasn't looking. It was all I could do to hold it off. Then I found a Celestial Blade on the kitchen table," he held out his hand, where the blade sat, glinting in the electric light. "And I used it to finish off the demon. Hence, the burning carpet." "It was here for you." Maddie whispered. "Aosoth sent it. She still knows where we live, remember?"