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Ouija Order Demon

Chapter 8: Odranelarus

By Whitepython

As the sun began to set in, a black minivan was kept hidden from plain sight behind a couple of tall bushes in a quiet and small town away from the busy and noisy city.

The van was turned off as it awaited in front of a simple story house. It was built in the middle of a field where all the houses in that particular section were distanced from each other like isolation cells. With all sort of plants and trees among them. Most of them dried out.

Inside the van awaited the grand lust demon Odranelarus. He rested his large body on the left side at the backseat of the vehicle. It was one of those strange occasions where the demon had to wear clothes to blend in among mortals without raising suspicions.

The hellhound adjusted for a moment his simple, flapless and dark brown trench coat which covered his bare chest. It was the trench coat he always used along with his dark blue jeans. This time he updated his look with some sunglasses which kept his deep green eyes hidden.

To his right sat his newest acquisition; Acalan the Jaguar who was wearing some worn out green cargo pants and a white shirt with a green cap and sun glasses. On the driver's seat sat the shark Jaxel Salazar who also wore sun glasses with a long sleeved blue shirt and some jeans. Ignardo the strong Doberman who sat in the co-pilot seat wore some washed out blue jeans and a black shirt along with a green cap. Just like the one the jaguar wore. The canine also wore sun glasses just like the rest of the crew. Odranelarus and his slaves awaited for the right moment to make their next move.

Even if he was a demon, Odranelarus couldn't help it but feel somewhat nervous. Tonight was his big night. He had to catch the last slave to fulfill his pact. The rest of the slaves were there with him or they were back at the basement in Jaxel's house getting everything ready.

It's been almost five months in the mortal realm which had consisted of hunting down these five mortals to enslave. Five months of making smaller pacts with other demons through the Ouija board along with fulfilling small errands for them in order to get the information he needed to locate all of the former lovers of his invoker, so he could earn free reign and bring his legion to this world.

But this last one was impossible to track. No mortal or demon was sure about his whereabouts. His life force remained in the world, so he had to be somewhere. But thanks to the enslaved jaguar, Odranelarus could learn that a business organization was keeping him well hidden. Gaonel was some sort of genius in developing combat technology. Or at least that is what Odranelarus could understand with his current knowledge of the world that mortals have built.

"Keep your eyes wide open Salazar. You are the only one who knows what he looks like aside from what you describe him as; another fish ass just like you." Acalan spoke in a attempt to keep the shark alert.

"First of all we are not fucking fishes. Second, I know my role here very well. You don't have to tell me what you have told me a thousand times already. In last place I am the main slave and you are just the second in place. So shut the fuck up already!" The shark spoke in a direct, annoyed and rude tone.

"Just because you are the main one doesn't mean that you can't ruin this whole thing for Lord Odranelarus."

"Silence slaves!" The Hellhound demanded complete order from his slaves and they followed suit. "Stay focused on this. Jaxel will keep his eyes wide open and remain alert, and you Acalan stay quiet and wait for his signal."

Both slaves obeyed at once, and the demon was able to return to his thoughts.

Even if mortals were annoying at times, the demon had to give them credit for the incredible changes they have achieved during the 400 years he was absent. Clothing and transportation were a big example of their progress, yet in the emotional field they still seemed stuck.

"There he is!" The signal of the shark brought the thoughts of the demon to a full stop. "He has really changed a lot. I almost didn't recognized him. Quick! He is the chubby orca getting off the old silver car."

Both canine and feline slaves locked their eyes on the orca. Their attention was on their target like beasts trained to attack on sight. Acalan opened his door and the Doberman followed behind.

Odranelarus wasn't familiar with cars and the technology they used to operate, but the car that the orca descended from looked different from the other cars he has seen before. It looked as if it was made from a time where cars were more box-like and larger.

As the demon placed his gaze on the orca, he realized that Gaonel was in effect a chubby orca. Around 1.70mt tall. He had a smooth and large black head with two large white circular spots over his eyes. He had another large white spot along his chin and neck. He was wearing a white and long sleeved shirt with a gray tie decorated with white stripes which was loose around his neck and clear gray pants held in place by a black belt. The cetacean was getting ready to get home. His hands were white on the underside and black on the topside. Same with his large and chubby webbed plantigrade feet which dragged his large body and fat tail. Appendage endowed with a thick fin in the end and another fin at the same height around his buttocks.

The Hellhound decided to watch in silence with Jaxel as the events began to unfold in the distance. Cop and Bouncer had no difficulty to approach and to subdue the orca as they kept their identities well hidden thanks to the sunglasses and caps.

The orca tried to squirm free from his captors and to fight back, but the cop pressed him against the silver and old car before the Doberman used a long plastic tie wrap to bind his hands behind his back. After that, the Doberman pulled from his back pockets a dark red pillowcase to be placed around the cetacean's head to cover his sight.

As the Doberman was setting the cloth on the orca's head, the subject reacted with a quick move. The orca used his fat tail to slam the jaguar away. Even if his hands were cuffed, his tail was still a powerful weapon. He shook his chest and head. Trying to lose the red cloth that was placed halfway over his head.

As the ivory red cloth fell away, the cuffed orca began to run as fast as his chubby legs allowed him towards the nearest house, while his wrists shook behind him in a desperate attempt to earn his freedom.

The demon had no time for games. He opened the door and got off the car right away. He ditched his sunglasses to reveal his deep green eyes out to the world. The demonic creature stretched his right hand as those eyes began to glow.

The demon's exposed palms began to tingle for a second. The hellhound was already used to this sensation as the magic that his demonic soul emitted escaped through his arm as his eyes locked on the terrain surrounding the escaping prisoner.

Followed by that action a thick and dried branch floated up a few centimeters in the air. Just in time to make the orca stumble and land on his chest on the rough dirt track as soon as his chubby ankles met the obstacle.

The sea mammal released a soft cry in pain as his abductors brought him up to his feet after reaching him. The Doberman placed the red cloth over his head once again. Making sure he couldn't see anything.

Gaonel squirmed against the grip of his captors as both slaves approached the minivan with their catch. Odranelarus couldn't help it but smile wide. The demon knew that the success of his slaves meant the success of his pact with Jaxel. And with it, the success of the mission he came to fulfill.

"I can talk to my boss!" the orca spoke to break the silence as he was placed in the minivan in between Odranelarus and the Jaguar "...and he will pay you anything you want. Just please don't hurt me."

The Minivan took off at full speed after a U-Turn into the highway on its way back towards the city. Gaonel begged for his life as his captors tore him away from home. Odranelarus could sense the fear coming from the mortal through his demonic intuition right away. He didn't liked that sensation. The demon tried to comfort his latest victim by stroking the back of his smooth head over the cloth while he spoke to him with his confident and thick voice.

"We don't pretend to hurt you. Your safety is guaranteed. We just want your full cooperation for a night. Then we will drop you here back home safe. I promise you that your life is not in danger."

"Who are you people? What do you want? Is this happening because of my work at A.S.Tech?" The orca under the red cloth asked, his voice reflected he was still in fear.

"You have always been obsessed with your stupid work. That's why I hated you even before you dumped me. You liked your work more than you could have ever love me! Or did you stopped paying attention to be because your boss fucked you better than me?"

"Wait a minute... that voice... Jaxel?"

"You were my first love. The one love I always thought that I would be together forever with, but you exchanged me for your stupid work!"

"I told you that it was my passion! I had to go to work, but it didn't meant that I never loved you. It just meant that I had other aspects of my life to attend. I never lied to you because you knew that I was into technology development. I was a rookie scientist when we were dating back then. You knew about my busy career and yet you decided to stick with me."

"I wanted you to change for me! You had to change to make me happy"

"Why didn't you changed to make me happy instead Jaxel? Why?"

"You were my man. You were supposed to make me happy"

"And what about me? You weren't supposed to make me happy as well? I don't have the right to be happy and also work on something I enjoy at the same time?"

"You are so selfish! I fucking hate you!"

The shark focused again on driving without saying a word. The demonic intuition of Odranelarus told him everything that was occurring behind the silence. The hellhound could sense the pain that was torturing Jaxel while the orca sitting in between him and the jaguar was dwelling in rage.

That event made the demon confirm once again how mortals misbehaved in deep emotional moments. This is why the demon-kin holds the belief that love is the worst emotion that a mortal could express. Odranelarus was glad that lust was the only thing that his demonic nature would allow him to feel. The demon couldn't see himself involved in the emotion of love in any way, kind, shape or form.

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The demon and the rest of his crew descended down the wooden staircase as they escorted the bound orca with them, and they were making sure the large cetacean descended down the wooden staircase with care. Odranelarus was already naked as usual, while the orca had his head free so he could walk downstairs without problems.

The demon could sense that the orca was once again uneasy. Unlike the rest of his crew that seem pretty collected as they moved where the other slaves were.

The basement was prepared this time under the directions of the demon to be perfect for the ritual where he would bring his legion: Several dark candles were burning as they leaned against the four walls down on the floor. They brought a dim illumination regardless of the large quantity of candles.

Under the small window in the basement there was the makeshift tabernacle Jaxel used once to invoke Odranelarus. Over its surface the ancient Ouija board rested with its planchette in the center. The item was surrounded by more of those dark candles and a large wooden bowl that contained demonic tincture prepared by Odranelarus himself along with several items of demonic cult recollected by the demon during the almost five months he has traveled in this world.

In the center of the basement surrounded by the candles and the items of demonic nature, Mauravio the Coyote along with Raidrel the dragon remained shackled down together with dark chains while the unbound husky Darasio sat next to them.

Both canines and reptile looked at the gang returning with their catch. Odranelarus looked at the secured slaves with a smile of satisfaction. The demon knew that all the conditions prerequisite to complete his pact were ready. At last all the efforts he did to escape from hell were about to be rewarded. The grand lust demon wasted no time to begin with the preparations.

"Leave me with the orca. Go and get naked and prepare for the ritual right now. We're starting the ritual at once."

The jaguar removed the plastic tie wrap before the shark, the Doberman and himself left the basement. The hellhound-gargoyle observed his three slaves leaving the basement as he felt a big sense of satisfaction. The demon could sense a heavy glare over his shoulders. He turned around to spot the dragon glaring at him with those yellow eyes while he was held by the clear blue eyed husky. The coyote also looked at the demon. Mauravio's eyes reflected the insecurity he felt.

Odranelarus ignored the scene at once. He had to prepare the last slave for the ritual. He returned his attention to the orca.

The hellhound placed his hand on the orca's chin and brought those eyes up into his green ones for a moment. The demon stroked the orca's smooth chin with his thick padded finger. Trying to relax his catch before using his hypnotic charms on him. After a couple of slow strokes, the demon's eyes turned into a soft bright green light as he spoke.

"Look at me Gaonel. I want you to take a deep breath and relax. You will return home tomorrow morning but in return I want you to do everything I say tonight without hesitation. With your full cooperation I can keep my promise that you will be safe. I promise you we won't be doing you any harm during this night. I just want you to look into my eyes and relax."

Odranelarus locked his eyes on the orca's eyes. Focusing his attention under those two large white spots along the orca's smooth and black head. The demon allowed his full demonic powers to lure the attention of the mortal right into his own eyes. Displaying his shiny green eyes. The demon exercised his full power to take the mind of the cetacean and make him his next hypnotized slave.

"Take a deep breath for me but don't close your eyes just yet. Very good boy. Allow the smooth green light of my eyes to fill your mind. Suspend all of your thoughts. Suspend all your worries. Suspend anything that is not my eyes and my voice. Nothing matters but my presence."

"You feel so tired by now. But it's okay to resist and try to remain awake so you can stare even further into my eyes. Because the more you resist the more tired you will feel. And the more tired you feel, the easier is going to sleep for me. -So very deep-"

"No need to worry about sleeping for too long for me my orca slave. It is just one night. Just try to sleep one night for me and after that if you don't like it you can be free."

"You keep listening to my voice and you keep your eyes locked into my own. By now is impossible to keep resisting. All of your body is so relaxed. It feel so good. Except for your dick. Your dick is so hard, so tensed. It needs your master's enslaving touch."

"You find yourself agreeing with me. You need a sexual master now and forever. Close your eyes now and sink deeper into my hypnotic powers. Now that your eyes are closed I want you to keep listening to me. The more you sink and relax the more you will crave for my dominant presence. My dominant touch. My dominant power. The more you will find yourself finding your true purpose. The purpose to be a sex toy for all sort of sexual demons such as me. Soon you will find yourself enslaved to so many sexual demons. Your cock belongs them. Your free will belongs to them. Every single orgasm you experience from now on will belong to them. You are now a slave to me. Lord Odranelarus is your master and the rest of Lust demons that you will encounter."

As the orca's head swayed from side to side in slow motion, the demon knew he had the scientist just where he wanted him; Under his complete power.

"Mauravio..." Odranelarus spoke and he got the attention of the three other present subjects. "Fetch me the body paint from the altar."

After the command, the chains that kept the coyote bound disappeared. Odranelarus could see the hesitation on his slave, yet he had complete control over them for they were his slaves. With a quick glance of his green glowing eyes came a threatening growl. The coyote moved his brown feet towards the altar to bring the requested tincture.

Meanwhile the demon's telekinetic power worked on the orca's clothing. The sound of the clothes being ripped filled the room. The hypnotized orca stood there like a statue. Gaze lost in the distance as his cetacean cock remained erect in full display. Odranelarus released a soft chuckle as his fingertip teased the orca's fat dick. Collecting a bead of pre with his fingertip as he observed his newest hypnotized slave.

The coyote arrived and placed the wooden bowl at the demon's feet before returning to stand next to the dragon and husky. Odranelarus used his mental powers now to make a portion of the paint to float in the air. The blob of paint moved fast and landed on the naked orca just to decorate his skin with demonic runes all over that black and white skin.

The orca stood before the demon exposing his white gut and thick white pectorals as the rest of his chest was dark colored. Two black and white legs had a hard time to remain erect as the muscles of the orca were so relaxed. That black and white face expressing the mindless bliss the orca was experiencing as his meat stood firm and ready for further attention from the demon.

"Such a well-endowed slave. Maybe I should keep you as a trophy instead of sending you back to your house. Don't you agree?"

The brainwashed orca nodded in a slow pace as his thick black meat leaked a drop of pre onto the floor after it ran along his length.

"Is that what...?" A voice out of sudden interrupted the demon from having fun with the orca. He noticed that the husky was looking at the scene with special interest, "That looks so familiar...I..."

"Silence slave!" Odranelarus commanded. The demon used the same process to enslave the husky. He had to do something to stop him from remembering what he went through that night, or else the hypnotic influence he has on the canine might break. He began to walk towards the dog when a series of footsteps filled the wooden staircase.

The demonic hellhound turned around as he had his attention pulled away. He saw the jaguar, the shark and the Doberman naked and a series of demonic runes painted on their bodies. Ready to partake in the ritual.

Odranelarus shoot a dirty look at the husky as he moved to receive his invoker and the other two slaves.

The demon was anxious to begin. He had been looking forward to do this even prior to his rushed and dangerous escape from hell. He decided to ignore the husky and begin his ritual at once.

The small wooden bowl with the green paint began to float in the air before the oils floated outside of the container. The paint flowed onto the ground in several places as it created an intricate partner, everything commanded under the demon's mental powers.

Once the paint stopped to float in the air, Odranelarus released a large grin in satisfaction. A large and green seven point star delineated inside a circle was painted on the ground in complete perfection.

Odranelarus stood in the point of the star who was the closest to the altar under the small window. The demon then commanded the rest of his slaves to take a spot on the remaining points of the star. He told the husky to step aside, for he was not needed in the contract he sealed with the shark.

"Here we are Jaxel. You invoked me around 5 months ago with the condition to be with you for eternity and to bring your ex-lovers down on their knees before you, and here we are. I am here in my restored self. Ready to be with you after becoming first your master, and with your five ex-lovers, enslaved to me and ready to demonstrate their inferiority to you.

"You are a true lover. Ordering myself a demon from hell was the only good thing from having to deal with these people."

"Tell me then mortal. What do you want them to do to consider them on their knees and humiliated before to you?"

"I read in the invocation book that lust demons can sometimes put a love curse on their victims. I want all five of them to be rendered unable to feel love nor pleasure!"

"What?" the husky objected at once as he struggled to approach the scene.

Odranelarus noticed that the dog was getting free from his hypnotic trance but it was nothing that a good snap of fingers couldn't fix, yet he had to fix the terms with his invoker.

"I need them as sexual slaves. You accepted for them to become my sex slaves. You can't pull back on that now. If they stop feeling sexual pleasure I would wither and die."

"Make them sexual toys without able to feel love then -that's what they deserve-" Jaxel said as his voice reflected the hatred he had bottled up in his soul for so long. "If you give me that our pact will be complete."

"As long as I can make them orgasm hard every now and then I can agree with this."

Odranelarus looked at the five slaves. He could see the shock of horror painted on their faces. Even his loyal jaguar and Doberman were in the fringe of fear. His demonic intuition told him so. The hellhound decided that it was going to be a curse he would put on them for a couple of months and then lift it, for the shark never indicated a timespan and the demon had free reign to interpret the request.

This was always the most delicious part of making deals with mortals. They never knew what they wanted and when they did, they never were specific enough. If they end up figuring out what they wanted in a specific way, they were always too afraid to go act on it or to enjoy it. Giving the demons plenty of room to tweak the deal. That made mortals perfect subjects for pacts.

Odranelarus stopped just for a moment to study the hatred his Intuition picked up from Jaxel's voice. That was the outcome that love had brought to the shark. Nothing but an excuse to hate other mortals and to torture himself in the face of his inability to obtain love. Mortals were always doing stupid things because of it. The demon was glad he was unaffected by it because love was a despicable thing he learnt from his last interaction with the world 400 years ago and his time with Jaxel.

"We have a deal then," Odranelarus spoke with a wide grin as he looked at the rest of his frightened slaves.

Odranelarus extended his arms as green magic began to emanate from his fingertips. He could feel once again the magic escaping his demonic body as it made his palms tingle on their way towards the mortals. His eyes were able to see worry plastered on his mortal slaves still as fresh as when the shark first brought up his request.

But his concentration was broken when he felt something hitting him on his left side, while he couldn't feel pain from the blow, it got his attention. To his surprise his slave husky stood there. Defying him with his glare as he carried some of the dark candles in his hands which he used as projectile.

"Leave them alone demon! You tried to erase my memory, but when I saw you enslaving that orca I remembered what your true plan is."

Odranelarus just remembered that the husky was struggling to be free from his power. All he had to do was to snap his finger and send the dog back into a blissful hypnotic sleep. He interrupted his spell to do just that when the dog directed his attention to the shark.

"He is just using you. He doesn't care to love you. As the invoker you have the right to add to the pact the demand to learn his true intentions once this pact is fulfilled. This demon is just using you!"

Jaxel responded in negation "W...What? You don't know anything. You filthy slave dog! Don't you ever dare to talk to me like that about my demon love!"

"Ask him to reveal his true plans and you will see that..."

The dog was silenced by the finger snap. His body relaxed as he stood just like the orca. Raidrel ran to try to hold the husky next to him even if he was chained. Struggling against his bonds. Odranelarus growled as the rebel dragon began to disrupt the setup of the ritual. He was about to force order among his slaves when he could see the deep dark eyes of the shark setting on himself with the intention to get an explanation.

"What is that dog talking about? Explain me!"

"Just ignore him. I am going to dispatch him as soon as we finish our deal."

"You...you are just like the others, aren't you? Why did you silenced him? Is it because he's speaking the truth? Are you also planning to use me and leave me? I thought you were going to be different!"

"I am the master here, and I demand order now! We will have plenty of time to talk about this once I complete the pact you agreed upon."

"I demand to know the full extension of your plans once you are done fulfilling out pact. I demand to throw that into the deal."

The demon felt cornered as his body tensed. His invoker began to turn against him. He has come so far to finish his goal. The demon arched his body away from the mortal as he clenched his canine jaws and felt himself growing angry at the sudden turn of events.

But he was a grand lust demon. Mortals were his pets and toys. He was always in control at all times. He had to control the shark with a good, yet undetailed explanation.

"I am going to bring other demons here. Then I'm going back to hell to finish a small errand before I can settle down here with you."

Speaking those words was almost like invoking a rage demon upon himself. The shark walked towards the demon while pointing a finger to him.

"What do you mean by returning to hell?! You are going nowhere! You must remain at my side forever. I knew that you were just like the others. You are going away because you don't like me nor love me, do you? I can't believe that stupid dog was right! You are just planning to use me."

Odranelarus could feel himself losing his invoker once again. The demon had to do something, and fast. Or else he would be losing his golden opportunity.

"Let's just finish this, let me give you what you want and we can talk about my plans later. Return to your post or else I am voiding this pact," The demon threatened.

The shark looked at the hellhound for a moment before he shook his head and stormed out of the place, "I don't want anything from you ever again!"

Odranelarus looked at the shark as he left the place. The demon pinned down his ears as he exposed his sharp fangs. For a moment the idea to use his mental powers to lock in the shark tempted him, but he chose against it. As soon as the shark left the original pact would be void, and the demon could jump to invoke his legion right away and the husky could take the place of the shark at the seventh spot in the star.

He knew he could make another binding pact with another mortal later. He would do it with one of his slaves right now, but he can't have two rituals going on at the same time. He had to finish the invocation ritual he was performing for his legion first.

When he turned around to look to his canine slave, he found the dragon trying to snap the husky awake from the trance. He failed to notice this earlier thanks to the heat of the argument.

"Step aside slave" the demon commanded. An extra layer of chains appeared from the floor and shackled the dragon back to the spot he was assigned in the star.

"Come and stand with me Darasio. Take the spot at my right and help me bring my legion into this world. You came to me seeking a place on my side, looking to experience the touch of pleasure. Tonight you and your kin of slaves will experience the touch of a thousand of my servants. And every single drop of your seed and every single second you and the inhabitants of this city spend squirming in pleasure will bring justice and power to my people."

The husky walked as he left the shackled dragon behind. He stood on the spot where the shark once stood. With his canine dick erected as he followed the commands of the demon. The rest of the slaves observed the scene in a passive stance while the dragon fought against the chains.

The demon used his dark powers to make the table levitate. Instead of keeping the makeshift altar under the wall with the small window, the demon used his mental powers to place it without margin of error in the middle of the seven point star.

Odranelarus extended his hands as his belly tensed. His great moment had arrived after so much work and effort. He took a second to prepare himself mentally for the invocation. Even if he was a demon, he was bound to a physical body with some of their limitations including the diluted concentration which came with the excitement that his plan was about to be completed.

The demon began to call the names of his legion in demonic tongue as the Ouija board in the table began to levitate. A green aura began to surround the demon. The Ouija board with its planchette began to float and to spin in a slow circular motion as the same green aura surrounded both items.

Odranelarus focused his mental powers on the ritual. Disregarding the external events even if the chains holding the rebel slaves were shook around. The room got filled at once with the heavy sensation of the presence of entities not from this world. Odranelarus could feel his body being touched every now and then as the aura of the demons trying to escape from hell gripped onto anything they could. He knew the uneasy slaves were experiencing the same. But that was the least of his concerns. The demon focused on burning a part of his own aura to open a safe bridge for his kin to crawl into this world through the veil that spitted the physical world and the spiritual one.

Along with the apparitions, the demon could scent the smell of his approaching legion. Scent that knew that the mortals would find unsettling and unnatural.

Whispers, soft cries and bestial snarls began to fill the room as the candles began to flicker and to dim. Shadows began to run along the flicking light of the candles.

"Darasio! Please wake up! I need your help more than ever..."

The ears of the demon rose up after the interruption caused by the dragon

"Shut up! Let master finish his business" Acalan spoke. Whose voice also interrupted the concentration the demon was trying to exercise. The Ouija board lost its green aura along with the demon. The mental power was cut.

"Wake up husky guy! Come on!" the voice of the Coyote Mauravio followed next. Odranelarus found the increasing interruptions unbearable. He knew he had to break down the rebel spirit of the dragon to regain order. He glanced at the husky before snapping his fingers again.

"Darasio, you are feeling so horny. Your dick is begging for release. You haven't orgasmed in a full year. You ache for several orgasms but you find yourself unable to have sex with anyone but the love of your life Raidrel. Go where he is now and fill him with your seed over and over again..."

After the command, the demon painted a wide grin on his snout, he could see the expression of shock in the dragon's face as the husky acted as a horny and mindless beast. His thick furred body ready to satisfy his most basic instincts over and over again on the reptile.

The demon also knew that the act would help increase the sexual energies in the field, which could help him with his ritual. For a moment he considered to command the same to the rest of his slaves but decided against it to remain focused on the ritual.

Odranelarus took a deep breath and closed his eyes to return with his invocation. His demonic instincts allowing him to sense that part of his legion was prepared to hop into the veil that spitted the spiritual world from the physical one. He had to return to guide them back into the physical world.

The hellhound resumed to chant as the protest of the shackled down dragon pinned by the husky echoed in the background. In a matter of moments the Ouija board began to float once again as it regained the green aura that was surrounding it.

The triangular planchette began to float towards the demon. Stopping in between the hellhound and the divination board. The planchette began to spin over its own axis as the room began to get flooded with the presence of the full legion of demons once again.

Odranelarus knew that the hour of his victory was at hand. It was matter of moments now before his legion lead by his unholy powers could be brought towards the material world through the eye of the planchette. His demonic aura burned away in a slow and controlled way to help this occur. But he also used the naked and body painted mortals as conduit to ensure his ritual would be complete and effective without having to consume so much of his demonic powers.

In that moment, the door of the basement opened with a loud slam.

"Alright you bunch of idiots, I want everybody out of my house right now! I already called the cops because nobody of you is welcome here any longer. I said out everyone, including you Odran -Especially you- I tried to be nice with you but you had to be a selfish fucker just like everybody else!"

The Ouija board and its planchette fell on the floor after the interruption. Odranelarus had no time for this. He had to hold the pathway open for his legion to escape.

"Acalan! Ignardo! Stop him."

Acalan the Leopard and Ignardo the Doberman left their posts in the circle to stop the shark from interrupting as the demon tried his best to re-take his focus. He closed his eyes to focus on the increase of energy. He had to increase the amount of energies he had to burn away in order to keep the same intensity of energy flowing to make it up for the two missing conduits.

As the divination board began to float once again along with its planchette, Odranelarus could feel the increased efforts in burning his aura to take a toll on his body, but the demon was attached to his goal. In any moment now his legion would be here and the real fun could begin.

A sudden scream of pain filled the room. A familiar one that unsettled the demon. When Odranelarus opened his eyes he saw the Doberman painted in several colors and squirming in pain on the floor while the Jaguar was running away to take cover. The rest of the slaves ducked down to try to evade the attack. With the exception of the Husky who was getting raunchy with the dragon and the Orca who remained empty minded.

"I told you all to get out already!" Jaxel appeared with some sort of weapon that the demon wasn't sure what it was, but as the Shark aimed and fired at the jaguar he recognized he had seen it before. It was a black colored and long weapon with slim handlers. With a big and round container at the top. It was called according to his memories a Gotcha Gun.

Jaxel was also wearing a white shirt and some blue jeans as he remained at the base of the wooden staircase.

The shark aimed his gun and fired at the demon. Odranelarus could feel his body receive a series of impacts from the weapon. He could also feel the thick liquid inside the bullet leaving spots where the projectiles hit. The demon wasn't able to feel pain, but he had to counter attack before the shark ruined this further.

Odranelarus halted the ritual by returning the Ouija board and planchette back on the altar. He focused his mental powers on the round projectiles as they flew around. His right arm stretched with his hand open. Several of the gotcha pellets hovered frozen in the air as the sound of the gun fired over and over again flooded the room.

"Oh right! What you really hate is this" The shark pulled from under his shirt around his neck the silver protection charm that the husky dropped in that basement a month ago.

Odranelarus almost screamed in terror. His first knee-jerk reaction was to shoot those paint balls back at full force against the shark.

Another scream of pain filled the room before a loud hit followed suit. Jaxel fell on the floor, crying in the almost unbearable pain of receiving all of those bullets shot at him in return with a power far superior than the gotcha gun could fire. His clothes painted in all sort of colors

Odranelarus has had enough of this. As the shark rolled on the floor, he employed his mental powers to make the gun float in the air with his right hand. His left arm also stretched up to increase his hold on the item. After that, both of his hands began to move in the air with a fast and violent turns as he focused his rage on the metallic item. With those actions Odranelarus de-assembling the weapon into as many pieces as possible. The sound of the metallic pieces landing on the floor could be heard along with the sounds of the remaining and unused pellets exploding in the air.

The angry demonic canine panted some as he observed the chaos around him. The demon wanted to recollect his thoughts before resuming for he refused to believe that something that began so smooth had complicated so much:

Gaonel the orca stood empty minded on his spot. The Coyote remained on his place as well. But ducked down, afraid of the exchange of plastic bullets. The Doberman was recovering from the previous attack helped by the jaguar. Odranelarus looked for the husky and the dragon. He found the canine doing his best to shield the dragon from the gotcha bullets. When the husky noticed the demon was looking at him, the dog focused back on the demon.

"Odranelarus. Drop it already. Its over!" The husky growled as he looked at the demonic entity. While the dog was still naked, he wasn't spotting a hard on anymore. His eyes had returned to their natural pale blue. This confused the demon, he had ordered the dog to become a sexual beast against the dragon. The hellhound-gargoyle wasn't sure how the demon hunter escaped the hypnotic suggestion; however, the demon chuckled in response before snapping his fingers, "go deep little slave...sleep deep once again"

But nothing happened...

The demon kept on snapping his fingers but nothing occurred, "you are my slave! I command you to sleep deep!"

"You offered me just one night of pleasure, but you used your hypnotic influence to make me sleep for more than one night. I am not your slave anymore demon!"

The demon felt himself invaded by the sensation of fear as the demon hunter escaped his enslavement. He was filled with the urge of recovering absolute control of this whole situation. He had to incapacitate the dog right now.

The husky eyed the shark squirming on the floor with the triangle. The demon did the same thing. But Odranelarus was quick on his next move, several chains spawned on the ground and they flew towards the husky, trying to shackle him down.

Darasio ran as fast as he could towards the shark, he jumped once or twice to dodge the chains. He was about to approach Jaxel when the third attack caught him by the left ankle. The husky landed on his back and released a groan in pain. Sound that gave the demon some reassurance that he was back in control even if the husky was two meters away from the shark.

"Jaxel! Give me back my pendant or else this demon is going to curse us all. If you want him gone give it to me. Only I can cast him away!"

The husky begged for the opportunity to dispatch the demon, but the shark kept on squirming in pain. For a moment the demon got excited as the request was ignored; however, Jaxel began to move to try to remove the pendant off of his neck.

"Acalan. Stop those two. Now!"

That was everything the demon could do to help the situation. He was too afraid to get closer to that silver triangle. The jaguar moved at once towards the shark and husky. But as soon as the feline got closer, the shark was quick to throw the triangle towards the husky and the dog was even faster to catch it.

Odranelarus was now in panic. The demon hunter had regained both his free will and his holy object. The shark remained down on the floor as he tried to recover from the painful hit as his body and clothes were now colored in several different colors once the paint had dried out.

The Jaguar moved fast, trying to take the pendant off of the husky, but Darasio used the triangle to touch the chain around his left ankle, and the demonic bindings disappeared upon contact. The husky rushed to do the same with the dragon. Once the dragon was free, the effect rippled on the rest of the chains. The rest of the slaves were also released.

Odranelarus released a growl in frustration. Acalan and Ignardo were quick to approach the grand lust demon, ready to stand with him.

Without saying a word the demon placed his eyes on the husky and the dragon. His mind was searching with urgency for a spell or a trick he could employ to seize the two rebel slaves down. Mauravio the coyote remained ducked down on the floor and the orca remained still hypnotized next to him.

"I...argh! I am going to get a better toy to kick you out of here..." everybody in the basement turned around towards the staircase as the shark climbed upstairs while limping. Dragging his wounded self back to his house.

"Ignardo! Go get him before he does something even more stupid." The Doberman obeyed at once. He gave chase to the shark. Disappearing upstairs as well.

"Mauravio! Help me awake the orca, then escape at once with him. Get as far as you can from here and never return." Raidrel spoke as he shook the orca. Odranelarus protested right away as the dragon encouraged those two to escape. "Always a rebel dragon, But you are my slave. Be quiet and return to the circle."

"Darasio is no longer your slave. You can't keep the promise I accepted to when I submitted to you." The dragon replied as he was shaking the scientist. Acalan tried to stop the escape, but Raidrel stood on his way. Leaving for the coyote alone the task to snap awake the orca and to earn their opportunity to escape.

Even if the coyote was naked. He decided to follow along with the plan. As soon as Gaonel snapped free from the hypnotic trance he helped the orca to run upstairs. The demon stretched his hand to lock the door, but the husky moved at once to rush towards the demon with the holy triangle. Odranelarus observed in frustration his other two slaves to get away as he jumped back. He could only hope now that the Doberman would be able to catch them as well.

"There is no point in attacking Odranelarus. We need to take the Ouija board away first." The dragon kept his full attention to the feline as he spoke towards his beloved husky who was focused on trying to attack the demon. The jaguar approached Raidrel with his claws drawn out.

"No Raidrel. We need to destroy that thing once and for all. Without a fulfilled summoning pact nor the item which bounds him to this world, the demon cannot remain in the physical plane. He would have no more option but to be pushed into the hole to hell he just opened."

Even if the reptile had his eyes locked on the Jaguar, the demon could see him clenching his jaws. It was clear for the demon that Raidrel was not happy with the idea of destroying the board. Those were good news for the grand lust demon; however, Odranelarus knew his enemies were right. He placed himself in fight instance. Not only was his plan about to fold up -his mere existence in this world was in danger now-.

Odranelarus locked his eyes on the husky. Since the Jaguar and the Dragon began to fight, they were using their sharp claws and fighting skills on each other. This was now a holy dog versus unholy dog battle now.

The grand lust demon felt confident. Aside from his pendant, the husky was naked. Literally naked. The demon had under his knowledge all of the husky's weaknesses and he still had a large portion of his accumulated demonic aura. Odranelarus forced himself to face the pendant instead of cowering like the last time. Although he kept his distance from the pendant as the demon hunter tried to corner him.

The demon's large and dark furred plantigrade feet moved along the cool basement ground as the husky also moved his large and black feet in an attempt to follow the demonic feet. tiny blunt claws making soft scratching sounds as those strong masculine feet tried to steal ground from each other.

"Just give up already little dog. We don't have to fight at all. Let's make a Pact you and me. If you aid me in bringing my legion back I can assign just for you one of my lieutenants. He is an expert on hypnosis and illusions. He is far more experienced in Hypnosis sex than me. I can bless your relationship with the dragon as my invocation pact. No more tricks for you this time. I already have what I wanted. My legion is on the gates of hell awaiting to hop into the Veil. My lieutenant included -just for you-"

Odranelarus could sense the mortal was considering the offer for a moment. The demon stretched his neck and displayed a wide grin of confidence. Knowing that he had attacked the demon hunter on his weak spot. He was confident of his victory. He could see the black and white dog tensing as he considered falling into the temptation.

But the dog returned to his determined position.

"I choose to have a bright future with Raidrel away from demonic influences and I need to get rid of you for that to happen."

"Have it your way then!" Odranelarus spoke in complete disappointment. He hoped to gain control of this situation and use his powers to finish bringing his Legion instead of burning even more of his aura on subduing both dog and reptile. The demon extended both of his arms and several chains spawned from the floor like tall blades of grass, but the husky jumped back to evade the wall of chains as the pendant remained around his thick and bare chest.

The demon attacked at full force. All the chains slithered in the air towards the husky like a rain of furious tentacles as the sound of the clacking metal filled the room.

Odranelarus knew his attack was a success when he heard the cries of pain from the dog as the cold and harsh metal wounded several parts of his body. The husky rolled on the floor after the hit. He squirmed in pain for a moment as he tried to recover after the blow. Odranelarus used the opportunity to look at the jaguar and dragon. Raidrel had his tail wrapped around the jaguar's neck, squeezing around it as the feline had his sharp finger claws sunk in that scaled tail, leaving bloody wounds behind as he scratched. Even if the dragon had thick scales, Acalan had claws sharp enough to leave damage on the reptile's body.

"Surrender now. Your dragon is suffering even more than you and I will not hesitate to beat you to a pulp if I have to in order to bring my legion here. I am tired of playing nice with mortals."

The thick furred dog whined in pain as he tried to recover from the harsh blow, "N...never! I must stop you..." The canine tried to come back to his feet as he gasped for air. The demon launched another fistful of chains to slam him down to the floor.

Darasio released an even louder scream in pain as the chains pulled back after the hard blow. The dog began to cough. His first instinct was to try to curl up against any further attacks.

"I can't shackle you down because of your little charm, but I can make you suffer with my chains and you will suffer under them until you and that dragon surrender. Take off your charm and crawl at my side slave. Or else my next blow won't hold back anything at all. I will break the bones of your body if I have to."

"Darasio don't!" The dragon cried in despair. Odranelarus knew he was in charge again of the situation. He hated to handle things this way but there was no more option and he was too angry and frustrated to come up with something else. He could sense the aura of his legion beckoning him to resume, but he had to take full control of the situation first.

The dragon began to squirm against the jaguar. Trying to push off of him the skilled fighter. The demon observed in an amused fashion as those mortals were so persistent on fighting him.

The demon prepared the next wave of chains when the sound of sirens came crashing from the outside of the house. Jaxel was not fooling around. Red and blue lights entered into the basement through the small window. After another moment the insistent ringing of the entrance doorbell filled all the corners of the house.

Odranelarus wasn't sure what was happening. But he was able to see the just in time the Jaguar breaking his concentration to look around. The feline seemed to be somewhat stressed. That was the moment the dragon used his horned forehead to land a hard blow against the feline's face.

Acalan screamed loud in pain as he held his face. Releasing his victim as he struggled in the pain of the situation.

The sounds of more sirens came from the outside as the next thing the demon saw was the dragon running away from the feline towards him. He called another wave of chains to try to shackle the reptile down, but his slim and agile body evaded them as he ran in full charge.

What the demon failed to notice was that the reptile was as a matter of fact attacking the makeshift altar by pushing the table towards the demon. All the ceremonial items flew in all directions as the wooden table landed over the two meter tall demon.

The sounds of metallic, wooden and plastic items rolling and hitting all over the basement came as outcome of the attack. Odranelarus felt enraged under the piece of wooden furniture as he realized his altar was destroyed.

The wooden table flew in full force against the ceiling pushed by the demon's mental powers. The altar crashed against the ceiling before it fell down again as the demon attempted to bring himself back to his feet. The husky used the distraction to remove the pendant from around his neck while he also ran towards the demon. Everything happened so fast. As the Hellhound-Gargoyle tried to recover, his attempt was rewarded by a sharp and intense pain on his chest.

Odranelarus fell on his back on the floor. He held his chest after receiving the final blow from the husky. The burning sensation turning almost unbearable. It took the demon everything within himself to hold himself from screaming in pain. The holy item was lodged in his solar plexus.

"Now Raidrel! Destroy the Ouija Board. Use the fires on the candles to burn it down for good!"

The demon couldn't perceive the hesitation the reptile used to have a while ago. There was no way Odranelarus could allow such a perfect conduit to be destroyed. But he was too weak, he was in too much pain to do something about it. Unless he could try the unthinkable. He had to burn another part of his aura to save that board. That board was so perfect. It was fit for a Demonic Prince. Its destruction would be an irreparable loss for the demon kin. He had to do it regardless of the triangle working on burning his aura away and shortening his remaining timespan.

The demonic hellhound held his chest with his right hand as his left one stretched towards the Ouija in the dragon's hands. The item flew off of the dragon's hands as it spun fast towards the demon. But on its way, the demon spread his fingers apart and the board spitted in eight squared parts which floated in the air.

Odranelarus knew that even if the item had been broken with dark magic, dark magic would be able to restore it someday. The demon moved his hand with his fingers spread wide towards the small window in the basement and the pieces flew at full force through it.

The thundering sound of the breaking glass filled the basement. Followed by the sounds of the shards of crystal landing inside the basement and breaking down as well. The pieces of the divination board disappeared out in the open. The hellhound kept his long canine fingers spread to be sure that every single piece was thrown in different directions so his enemies couldn't find it and destroy it as he tried to bear with the pain of the holy item stuck in him.

The husky and the dragon looked at the broken window as the sound of the sirens entered into the basement with full force. The demon leaned back against the wall. He kept his green eyes on both the demon hunter and the demon worshipper. He also looked for Acalan, but the cop jaguar was nowhere to be seen. The door to the basement was wide open.

"Look at yourself demon. Your plan has failed. You have no item attaching you to this world and your invoker has refused to continue with the pact. Even if you had the board you are done for. The triangle attached to your chest will send you back to hell. If it were it more powerful it would burn your demonic soul away killing you in the process, but at least it will channel you back to where you belong."

Odranelarus could feel a cold sensation running down his spine. He could notice his tentacle tail slowly evaporating through the window as his link into this world began to fade. The demonic magic that formed his body tried to find the Ouija board without success for it was now divided and thrown away.

The hellhound winced in pain as he saw himself defeated. His time on the physical plane was over. He had failed to his house. He has failed to be strong and protect his people. Now his legion and the rest of demons would suffer.

"I just wanted to help my people. I did everything in my power and I sacrificed so much for their benefit. No mortal was going to suffer. Why you couldn't understand that?" the demon spoke filled in the pain that failure carries within. His voice was breaking down as his fading body shivered. "My people are very important to me. With my acts, your kind would lose their freedom," the demon tried to remain collected, but his voice broke down once again, "but mine are losing their lives..."

Darasio shook his head before he spoke. "I am sorry to hear that your people are dying, but my kin is also important to me. We cannot allow you or any other demon to turn mortals into slaves." the husky spoke as his wounded body leaned against the dragon's scratched one. The reptile remained silent as he hugged his beloved canine nearby.

"How... how could you stay together and defeat me? I cannot understand it..."

"It was love. We love each other and we will support each other through the rough times," the dragon answered the demonic entity.

"Love? I have seen it through Jaxel, love made that mortal behave in despicable ways. I saw it through the soul of other mortals too. We demons have the belief that love is the worst emotion a mortal can express."

"Jaxel doesn't know what love is." The wounded dragon expressed his disagreement with such idea right away. "That's something that we, all of his ex-lovers can agree upon. He just refuses to take personal responsibility for his own emotions and wants to lie the burden on others. He is too selfish to take care of himself. And you know this demon, you spent almost 5 months with him."

The demon could feel the rest of his body evaporating little by little, yet he had to win this debate. His wounded ego demanded such because love was the worst emotion in his eyes. He remained sceptic of the idea. "Why don't you tell me then what love is?"

"To love means to stay together, to support each other in the bad times, to push yourself hard to be always the better for the other person." the husky made his statement.

"There are many shades of love, this is something that you wouldn't understand demon. Unless you were to experience it." the dragon explained.

Darasio the husky kept his gaze on the demon as he continued his explanation. "As a matter of fact you said you came here and did everything in your power to safeguard your kin. You have made great personal sacrifices to help your fellow demons. That is what Raidrel did for me and that's I did for Raidrel. -The things you did are what love is-"

Odranelarus opened his eyes wide and his jaw after hearing that. The emotion he feared the most to ever experience was the emotion that kept him motivated. It was the emotion which brought him from hell and made him to risk everything to give his kin an opportunity to be free. Odranelarus acted every second of his stay on earth moved by the emotion the demon kind considered the worst to be experienced.

Love.

A couple of tears left those green eyes as the demon could feel the last traces of his body to evaporate away. The very last thing the demon could see was the husky and the dragon held together, the dragon with their bloody wounds resting his head on the husky's shoulder as more mortals began to walk downstairs. Police officers in their Navy blue uniforms as the demon would acknowledge from his time with Acalan.

The police flooded the basement, but aside of that the hellhound wasn't sure what was happening as his world became engulfed in darkness as his head evaporated away. Leaving mortals and the physical world behind. And with them the grand lust demon Odranelarus left his only opportunity to fulfill his desire fueled by love.

FIN.

* * * Epilogue * * *

Odranelarus....

A voice called the demon from the distance in the darkness which surrounded him. The demon wasn't sure for how long he has wandered in the veil that divided the spiritual world from the physical realm.

...Odranelarus...

The voice beckoned him once again. The demon knew that a mortal was invoking his presence in the world. Should he really attend the call? Last time he interacted with mortals. He did his best to be fair with them. He tried to get what he wanted without causing harm to mortals. He couldn't get his desires fulfilled even if he acted in a way he considered fair. He received an unfair treatment for being a fair master.

Odranelarus...

The hellhound decided to attend the call of the voice beckoning him. There was a strong energy trying to get in contact with him. If he didn't attend the call he could remain caught in the void for eternity. He had to put his wounded ego behind and do something. His people still needed him.

As the demon followed the call in the pitch dark veil, he found himself in the presence of a group of souls that were beckoning him.

"Lord Odranelarus. We have been waiting for you. Please move the planchette if you can listen to us."

The demon used his mental powers to connect with the planchette from the veil all the way into the physical world near the familiar presences which were invoking him

"O-D-R-A-N-E-L-A-R-U-S I-S H-E-R-E"

"I shall take you home my lord which will be also yours," the familiar presence spoke. "We will protect you from your enemies. You were always good and kind toward us. We spent so much time trying to contact with you. We want to help you with your goal. We will be your slaves and aid you to bring your legion. All we ask for you is to be a good and kind master in return with us and with the people you enslave just like you did with ourselves in the past. If you can do that, out invoking pact will be fulfilled."

The demon felt a rushing surge of satisfaction in the darkness that surrounded him in the veil. That had to be the easiest contract to fulfill. Maybe being a kind master wasn't such a bad idea after all. Odranelarus used the planchette to speak.

"W-H-E-R-E I-S M-Y O-U-I-J-A B-O-A-R-D"

"We found three pieces so far my Lord. We are ready to bring you back into the physical world right away because you are stuck on the veil instead of being pushed back into hell like the demon hunter miscalculated. We are ready to get you back here as soon as you are ready my Lord."

"O-D-R-A-N-E-L-A-R-U-S I-S R-E-A-D-Y"