Sebastian
We slowly pulled up to the book store. I hopped off, handing my reigns over to one of the guards.
"Um... you... hold onto this." I shoved it into his hands.
"My name's Troy sir." He took the reigns as he tilted his head towards the other guard. "And that's Victor."
"Whatever Troy. Stay out here." I turned on my heel as I headed towards the door. I reached out, grabbing the handle. It was locked. Fuck this! I pulled my leg back, smashing my foot through the door, sending the door flying through the bookstore. It knocked over shelves and landed in the storefront with a loud bang. Troy and Victor exchanged looks.
I stuck my hands into my pockets as I pushed through, grumbling. I'm tired of these games. "Oh, hello sir! The door was locked for a..." The shopkeeper said innocently, but stopped mid-sentence when they saw me.
I locked my eyes with him as I pulled my mouth into a snarl. He quickly bolted; I pursued with a speed that even startled me. I cut him off, reaching out to grab him. I pulled my hand back, reeling in pain as he chanted something.
"Magic..." Azazel growled.
"I know what you are, demon. You and that Lahnust girl need to be irradiated!" He threw a dagger at me, I tilted my head to the right, barely dodging it. It sliced through my cheek, leaving a trail of blood sliding down my cheek. For an old man, he moved fast.
He took advantage of the dagger throw and bolted for the back door. I spun and followed him. He threw a vial at me while chanting. It exploded, creating a poof of smoke that blinded me. I pushed through, the smoke burning and sizzling my skin. I finally emerged into the alleyway, turning and pursuing the man who was already halfway down the left of the alleyway.
I sprinted, vaulting over the objects he threw in my path. Azazel was screaming to come out as steam rolled out of my mouth. I quickly made my way to the man's heels, reaching out and snatching him by his jacket. He spun around, shoving a cross into my forehead.
"By the power of God and the Goddess, reveal yourself!" He yelled, throwing another potion at me. I dropped him, screaming in a burning pain as I felt Azazel surface.
His eyes widened as he scrambled backwards trying to catch his footing. I roared as my body contorted and grew to Azazel's size, my wings smashing against the wall, horns twisting out of my head. I gripped my head as we dropped to our hands and knees, glaring at the man.
"Big mistake..." we rumbled towards him. He shook and fumbled in his jacket as he pulled out another vial. We backhanded it out of his trembling hand, grabbed him by his ankle and dragged him towards us.
"No stop! SOMEONE HELP!" He screamed; we cupped our massive hand over his mouth.
"Shhh.... can't be spilling my secret to everyone now, can we?" We grinned evilly as we dragged him back to the bookstore. We were lucky he chose to go down that alleyway instead of out in public.
I threw him into the store, as I struggled to fit through the door. We ended up busting through the side, shrugging. Troy peeked around the corner; the color drained from his face as he went back to stand with Victor. They were directing the curious pedestrians elsewhere. Guess Sir Garrett told them a little bit about me. I sneered as I turned my attention back to the sniveling store owner.
He put his hands up, trying to block himself from us.
"Sir Azazel... if I knew this man was your vessel I wouldn't..."
"Wouldn't have what? Tried to exorcise me poorly in the back alley?" We chuckled a demonic laugh, causing the man to piss his pants. We crawled to him, as to not bust any more holes in this already falling-apart store.
"You took something from me..." We growled as we grabbed his ankle, pulling him to us. He yelped as our nails dug into his tendons; we ticked our tongue then sliced his calf. He cried out as he tried to pull away.
"I don't know what you're talking about!" He clawed at the floor; we could hear him desperately trying to climb away, but his nails kept splitting and splintering. He couldn't pull himself out from underneath us.
"Oh? You don't know what we're talking about?" We grabbed his arm, pulling his sleeve back. Our tongue flicked out as we licked him.
"You taste like you were around her. Like you dragged her on the floor and threw her in a carriage for your own greed." We hissed. He was one of the male scents that was at the cross roads Lilith was taken from. Fear was all that was written across his face.
"Where did you drag her off to?" Steam rolled out of my mouth, hitting the man's arm. The skin bubbled and blistered as he slowly started to scream from the pain.
"I can't tell you! They'll...."
"They'll what? Kill you? What do you think I'm going to do?" We grinned as we pinched the burned flesh between our nails, peeling it off as he screamed the most blood-curdling scream we'd heard. It was like music to our ears.
"They'll take my soul!" He cried as he started dripping sweat from his putrid face. We reached up, placing our thumbnail in the middle of his forehead.
"What if we take it first," We laughed as we dragged our nail through his skin, slicing it and drawing slowly into it. He tried to claw us; he screamed so much his spit started gurgling in his mouth. When we were done, we leaned back as we admired our work.
An inverted pentagram was etched into his forehead. He belongs to us now. We chuckled as he ran his trembling fingers over his new brand. His eyes rolled in the back of his head as he fainted.
Disappointment washed over our faces as Azazel slowly went back inside of me. I stood there, pants torn and my upper body exposed. I ran my hands through my hair as I sighed. I walked over, grabbing the pathetic being and tossing him over my shoulder as I headed back to my steed.
I threw the unconscious man on the back of my horse as Troy and Victor mounted theirs. Whispers started spreading around the crowd as I climbed onto my steed. I rolled my eyes as I guided my horse on the trail back home. They're not worth the breath in my chest.
We quickly made it back, galloping through the gates and up to the prison's entrance. I hoped off, grabbing the man with one hand and dragging him to the floor. He wasn't worth carrying. I snatched up his good leg, and dragged him down the stairs, his head hitting each individual step, bringing laughter into our chest as we threw him into the cell with Duke Spry.
"What the hell Sebastian!" Spry gasped as the body rolled into his cell. His eyes landed on the symbol carved into the man's head. He looked up at us with fear in his eyes.
"You better pray to whatever God or Goddess you believe in that he wakes up and tells me what I want to know," I leaned on the wall as I cleaned my fingernails, locking my gaze onto his.
"This is fucking nonsense Sebastian! All for what?! Drugging your whore?" Spry clamped his mouth shut, a little too late. I landed a right hook square on his face, with a sickening crack, knocking him over to the floor. I grabbed him and pulled him up, above my head.
"No, because you took her from us!" I hissed as I dropped him on the floor, shattering the chair he was tied up in.
"She's mine, and you took it upon yourselves to defile her with your greedy hands." I leaned down towards him as he tried to scramble away from me. I snatched his hand in mine, bending his wrists so far back it snapped. He screamed as his hand flopped around.
"Remember Duke Spry..." my demonic growl came out as my eyes glowed red within the dimly lit cell "Little pieces..." my lips curved into a toothy evil grin.