The first chapter of my hopefully, year long novel. Hope you guys like this chapter. If you do, please tell me because…yeah, I don’t want to put it out there when it’s done if people dislike it >.<
Walking down the long black gate near the Amusement park, I just look up at the night sky as the moon casted a shadow of myself onto the ground. It was a dark cold night and I could feel myself being overwhelmed by the winds. My black jacket was almost flying in the wind and the shirt I was wearing was just a simple black formal shirt. Actually, everything I was wearing was formal, even my shoes and pants. I always dress like this. I don’t see the point in other clothing unless it’s a band shirt.
As I kept walking, I reached the end of the gate and was at the turn off from my street when I noticed a mysterious girl in front of me. She was wearing a black dress with patterns along the bottom, tight black jeans and a smile that could fool a demon.
“Hello Lucus” She said, staring into my eyes.
“Hello Dibella” I fixed my collar and flipped my hair to escape her gaze.
“Been a while sweetheart. Did you miss little ‘ol me” She twirled around and giggled.
“Thought I killed you last time I saw you?” I gave her a nice grin.
“That wasn’t very nice of you. Demons shouldn’t hurt each other you know” She said, sighing.
“I stabbed you in the heart. Just like you stabbed me in the heart” I quickly noted.
“Mine was metaphorical. I hurt your emotions.” She said calmly but giving me a death stare.
“You went for the Vampire you bitch!” I yelled at her face. She just stood there and smiled.
“Easy on the language demon boy. Might get you in trouble” She put her arms on my shoulders.
“What do you want Dibella? Why did Lucifer let you out?” I shook her hands off me.
“Oh didn’t you hear? Hell was opened little boy” She placed her hands on her hips.
“Who the fuck managed that?!” I yelled at her in frustration.
“Your daddy.” She grinned at me.
“Why would he do such a thing?” I asked her, grabbing her by her dress
“He wanted an excuse for Lucifer to come after you.” She bit her lip and pushed me away.
“Is he still trying to get me killed?” I asked.
“Isn’t he always? Anyways, I got to get going. I’ve told you enough Little Lucus.”
She then kissed my lips and vanished in front of me.
Dibella. A major queen bitch of the Demons and I dated her. For the past 200 years I had dreamed of her and eventually she came to my door step and we were together. She broke up with me for a Vampire named Nyka. I hated Vampires and she knew it. The bastards claim they own Hell but Lucifer still reigns. The Vampire lord, Dracula wants Hell for himself but Lucifer has a strong force of Demons at his disposal. Not, including me. I walked out of Hell a long time ago. Actually I was the first demon to ever escape Hell and now Lucifer wants me dead. Even my father wants me gone. Me and my father never got on the right foot. Considering at birth he wanted to cut my head off and give me as a sacrifice but my mother couldn’t do it and hid me and my brother away in Hell until we were old enough.
After a few years of hiding, Lucifer killed my mother. He cut her head off in front of my eyes. A year after that I escaped Hell and came here. I met Dibella, got my heart crushed then stabbed her in the fucking heart until she was covered in nothing but her own blood. Now my father has let her and thousands of other Demons onto Earths ground to kill me. I can’t wait until Blake hears about this.
I pushed the door open to my house and noticed Blake was lying down on the couch watching T.V.
“Dude, we gotta talk man” I said, sitting down next to him.
“What seems to be the problem Lucus?” He asked, yawning and moving himself to make room.
“Our favourite queen demon is back and guess what dad did? He opened Hell, Blake” I said seriously. Blake jumped out of his seat and looked at me like I had told him a lie.
“Dibella?! Dad?! Hell?! Fuck!” He screamed to the top of his lungs.
“Take it easy man” I said, pulling him down to the chair.
“But it’s fucking Dibella! I thought you killed her for good this time” He said adjusting himself.
“I stabbed her in the heart but apparently Lucifer had other plans” I said, scratching my head.
“And what’s this about dad? He opened Hell? I take it he wants you dead” He half smiled. It was like a joke between us.
“Yup and looks like we’ll be getting a few visits. Might want to get the weapons out” I said, pointing to the storage room.
“Gotcha” said Blake as he got off the couch and walked to the door. I followed behind him.
We turned on the lights and the storage room was a square room filled with weapons in which we either discovered or stolen. From swords to guns to holy water to stakes. We have it all. My main choice was a sword I stole from Lucifer to escape Hell called “The Hell Raiser” Blake was more into guns and grabbed two machine guns from the rack of Sub-Machine guns. He called them his babies. Probably because every fucking Demon he kills ends up having a million bullets in them by the time they drop dead. I like the sword. Kills quicker and doesn’t leave such a mess. I’m no Vampire, less blood means less chance of other Demons picking up the scent.
Blake and I are rouge demons. I chose to escape Hell and I took him with me. He’s my younger brother, only by two years though. We’re unlikely demons but we’re damn good hunters.
That’s what me and my brother do. We live here on Earth and hunt any damn thing that wants to kill us. Mostly Vampires and Demons. Never hear much from anyone else. They have their own wars.