Leviathan could feel that the moment he dreaded the most was nearing; his feeding time.
He had realised that the place he was in was filled with so many petty rules.
He also needed to acquire large sums of cash in order to live the luxurious life he was used to.
In order to earn money he needed a job but he was too proud to be ordered around by a so called boss.
Getting money was not much of a difficulty for him but using it was. He didn't even belong to the place legally.
He would have to obtain head paining documents in order to be allowed to own anything.
How on Earth could the humans issue a birth certificate to a creature of hell.
Even if they were to learn that he was not a citizen of the country where would they deport him to.
He could imagine them getting heart attacks if they were to learn that the devil they hated so much was his father.
Leviathan had grown up as a royalty but now he was dead broke. Perhaps he should claim his pension from the devil for all the years he had served him.
For a moment he wished that the bad blood between him and his brothers didn't exist. Had it been the case then maybe they would have come to his rescue.
He was sure that his father must be seated somewhere watching him. That was a reason enough to make him act strong. After all who would ever wish to breakdown before the devil.
There were lots of illegal stuff he could do to get money but they all involved wasting his time chasing after some stupid humans.
He could not imagine himself in some bullshit gun fights.
Had it not been for the conditions Lucifer had set for him he would have transformed into his beast form and snapped off the heads of all the humans a long time ago.
Leviathan hated humans with passion though he had nothing in particular against them. All he knew was that he hated them and that it was the right thing for him.
The only logical explanation he could find was being an heir of the devil who happened to be an enemy of mankind since the beginning of time.
His thirst was intensifying drastically but he decided that he was not going to attend to it. If dying was the worst that could happen then he better just die once and for all.
He knelt down and tried to suppress the great urge he was now feeling.
Out of no where he felt the air around him turn cold. He didn't have to look around to know who it was.
He could already feel the cold energy and dark aura near him. It was enough to make a man pee on his pants and scream with a trembling voice but he remained calm.
" What do you want you imbecile?" he asked in a annoyed tone. " Is that a way to even address your elders?" Castiel asked.
" Anyway let me get to the point. I will tell you for free that the game you are trying to play with us might lead to the end of you" he added with a smirk.
" As if I do care" Leviathan said in a mocking tone. " If you force me to come to you again then I might be compelled to break the shameful truth to Lucifer that maybe his son is no longer attracted to women"
" What do you mean you son of a bitch" Leviathan shouted. " I simply mean that I might recommend it as an additional punishment" Castiel said calmly.
Leviathan's face turned red with anger and his eyes glowed like boiling magma. He looked like a volcano ready to erupt at any moment.
" Do you want to make me lie with men too? Isn't all the trouble you have caused me enough for you guys" he yelled bitterly.
" Don't get offended child. It was just a proposal. Suppose you decide to defy your father's orders then maybe you might start feeling attracted to your kind. It all comes naturally you know?" Castiel threatened sarcastically.
The calm demeanor of Castiel and how he remained composed provoked Leviathan even more.
" I swear that the day I lay my hands on you I will kill you so brutally that even your soul shall quiver" he yelled.
" You should try. On my part I wish you all the best but I think you will need all the luck in the world." Castiel said sarcastically.
" But get it from me that you are still too young. You are still too young to to be talking while looking directly into my eyes leave alone making such threats" Castiel warned before vanishing into thin air.
Leviathan felt his blood boiling. He felt worse than a crown prince would feel after receiving a threat note from a mere servant.
The only difference was that Castiel was no ordinary servant; he was the devil's right hand man.
Even if given a chance to fight him, Leviathan would not be able to even touch his shirt leave alone scratching him.
He stood up and took a deep breath. He felt like breaking the Earth's crust open and bury Castiel in there.
He had to look for his next prey as soon as possible before his father could actualize his threat.
Leviathan knew better than to underestimate the devil. Lucifer never made empty threats back then and never will he.
The last thing he wanted was seeing his father's face. His anger alone could make a demon die even if he was meant to be pardoned.
Though he was almost a century old in the human world he looked like a young boy about to break out of his teenage years.
Compared to Castiel or his brothers who had lived for centuries he was no different from a little child that was still breast feeding.
The only good being the devil's son had done him was making him more powerful than most demons of his age.
However being a half demon he was weakened by his human side. Has he been fully demon he would have been the strongest among all his age mates.
He walked down the streets as he blended with the shadows. There was nothing on Earth that could ever scare people of his Calibre.
He didn't know what time it was in the night and neither did he care. All he knew was that he needed to feed as soon as possible.
He kept walking oblivious of his surrounding untill he was stopped in his tracks by some hooligans.
One of them held a dagger at his throat. " Give us everything you have and we will let you live" he commanded.
" I have nothing to offer you IDIOTS!" Leviathan yelled. The guys grabbed him and a slap landed on his face.
The guy kneed him in the groin and punched his nose. Leviathan could not believe that mere mortals were causing him so much pain.
Under normal circumstances he would not have felt any pain but something seemed to have gone wrong somewhere.
" Guess that has shown you your place and real worth" the guy said with a grin.
Leviathan wanted to let out a loud laughter at his foolishness. Had the guy known his place and real worth he would die without being killed.
Well not like he was going to live long anyway. He was better off before messing with Leviathan.
Some silly humans were busy signing a death contract and soon they would be dancing in hell.
At least this time his hands would be clean for they were the ones who came disturbing a sleeping tiger.
" I feel like I have been hit by a piece of cloth" Leviathan mocked. The guy's face turned red at his remark but he did not react.
" How about the ring on your right hand. It sure looks precious to me" he said.
Leviathan promised to torture that guy so much that even his soul would get a mental trauma.
How dare a filthy human ask for his ring. It was the only memory he had of his mother.
His mother had left it for him to always use it whenever he needed to get back home.
Well at least that's what the devil told him. He doubted if the story was entirely true but he still considered the ring to be sacred.
The ring had a green gem that was meant to teleport him back to his world.
Loosing the ring meant that there would never be any hope for him. " Get lost" he commanded.
Leviathan was in no mood to fight them but their leader seemed to have a totally different mood.
" Seems like you're a hard time crook. Let me show you what happens to hard headed fools like you" the leader threatened.
After that Leviathan felt a sharp pain as the dagger sunk deep into the flesh of his belly and maimed his liver.
The guy stabbed him repeatedly six times and took off the ring from his hand.
Leviathan could have easily used his power and finished the fight but he wanted them to feel the real pain.
Unlike his father who was a fan of reducing people into sauce he was a fan of chopping their bodies into small bits.
The guy punched his belly hard and blood came from his mouth. " Is that all you can do?" he asked sarcastically.
The goon was greatly provoked by that. How on Earth could someone still have so much guts even after been stabbed not once but six times.
He drew his fully loaded gun and aimed it at Leviathan who to his estacy did not even flinch.
Leviathan was even more curious to know how the weapon without sharp edges works than he was willing to fight back.
" Let's see if you will still have the energy to talk after I blow your brains out" the gang leader said with a grin.