Demon's Crossing Pt. 1: Death
#1 of Demon's Crossing
Heya, comment! I want critiscim!!!Or praise, but even I think it's kind of dorky...Oh well.
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Oh, how I love this..I'm dancing with my fiance, and nothing could be better..
The next moment? I'm almost dead, with him holding a knife into my heart. The very one that he possesed, and swore to keep safe. Bastard.
So now, I'm falling, in a cold, spiraling depth, and it seems I'm going down, not up. So fuck, I'm going to hell.
Well, when he dies, so will he. At least i have that nice little tidbit to keep me warm and fuzzy. Although, considering where I'm going...I'm not gonna need much help on the warm part.You know what? for those who would wish to know, I'll tell you how I died.
So, Jassyn, my fiance, and I were in the car, and I told him some big news...I was pregnant! And, so, I'm all happy, and he's just like, "Terminate it. There's no fucking way I'm having a kid out of wedlock." And I'm just like, "Jassyn, I'm only a week gone, by the time the kid's born, We'll be married." Or at least, that's what I was trying to say. But noooo. As soon as I hit the word week, he was yelling at me. "I said fucking terminate it bitch!" And he slapped me. You heard me. He slapped me. I just turned towards him, and I said, "I swear, if you do that again, I will call the police and have you arrested for asault, or abuse, whichever one they say it is. Or whichever one will put you away for longer. And you tell me to kill my baby again, and you can have your mother fucking ring back." At this point, we were at the Town Hall, and this was where the party celebrating numerous things ( My sister got a big break at the opera, that was the major thing. Then it leaked I'm preggers), and I got out. He came up behind me, and like most men who didn't want to lose the hot piece of ass they're riding, was begging.
"Please baby, don't leave me! Don't go! Come back, I won't do that ever again." He was begging me to stay, and I trusted him not to tell me to kill my kid again. Oh, whatever.
When we got in the party, a bunch of people walked up to us, and were like, "Grats, Melanie. Good luck with the kid." and stuff like that. Jassyn, who I'm now sure was planning on slipping me a pill to kill my baby, was pissed off. He didn't know almost everyone knew. Oh well, small towns do that for you.
"You told them?" So we're dancing, and he swirling me around, and around and around,(probably hoping the motion kills the kid) and he's talking to me about my baby. Not ours, mine. I'm not sharing with him.
And so, I'm just like, "Yeah. Well, actually, no. I accidently let it slip to my sister, and she told mom, and mom told, well, the world. " Well, I believe I said before, small town. So, we're talking, and suddenly, I feel this tiny pinprick. Nothing much, but it's where my womb is. And the prick is cold. Cold steel. I stop dancing, and slowly start moving away, so my baby(I'm just gonna call hre Lil) doesn't get hurt.
"Oh, so you'll save a kid over me? Huh, that's the way it is? Why? Huh, are you forgeting all those times I've pounded into you, and all the times I've fucked you're hot pussy till its cold?"
Now I'm starting to kinda freak out. I mean, who wouldn't?
He's pulled the knife up, and so now, it's right over my heart. Haha, good, funny joke. He's going to stab me because I'm having a kid. Out of wedlock, apparently, even though by th-
Owwwwch.....He actually did it. He stabbed me! That bastard stabbed me!
So I'm going backwards now, and I scream. Loudly. So loudly, in fact, that everybody stops. And they see the knife, short, stiff, and slender (like Jassyn's cock) poking out of my chest, with a dark, dark red liquid, like the ruby on my ring, seeping out. I fall down on the floor, and I hear crying. Oh, it's me. I'm saying, "No...No...No....My...Baby...NO!!!" And, as amazing as it seems, I get up, and I'm dying, and I pull the knife out of my chest, speeding up the bleeding, not to die faster, but to kill. Because he's killed me, my kid, and my mom's last hope for grandchildren, (My sister's barren) I'm mother fucking pissed. I'm so fucking pissed off, that I'm homicidal. I'm also stronger than usual. I swing the knife forward, the metal arcing down, and get hisarm. Dammit, I just fucking missed. While he screams from pain, I wrench that fucker out, and I bring it back up, and back down again, before anbody can stop me. This time I hit is Jugular, right on the mark. Cursing, he took the dagger out, and with his last breath, reinserted in into my chest, and I let him, because I wasn't expecting him to do what he did. That mother fucker twisted it. And he also said, "Feel it for me baby, feel it. It's not as nice as my di-" and he died. And then, crying, and cursing, I fell over, with him on top of me, and with my last breath, yell to get that bastard off of me, and that my daughter's name was going to be Cassie.
And then I fell.
Finally, I've landed down, and I'm definetly in Hell. Well, hey, I still like it. It's...scenic?
I look up, and there's like, three guys coming towards me. I back up, ever so slowly, and watch them warily as they land.
They were demons, I think. They looked like...Animals...On two legs...Wait, I'd heard of these before...Um..Oh! Furries! Anthropolegic ( I think at least ) animals.
Anyway, so, one of them came forward, and I swear, he sniffed me. He looked like a grey wolf, and he had like, a red lightening mark over his eye. He also had wings, and intead of a normal wolf tail, it tapered off to look like a demon tail. He had bright green eyes, blonde hair, and a loincloth. In terms of clothes, the only things he had on was the loincloth. He started nuzzling me, trying to find a scent for God knows why, and he smiles when I feel his fur against my chest. Wait..Why am I feeling his fur? Oh god. I look down, and half of my thoughts are proven. I am naked. From waist up.
He's still nuzzling me, and he smiles wider when he gets near to my cunt, and when his nose is directly in front of it, he growled. He stood up, and unsheathed some wicked looking claws. His buddies did too, all frowning. Then suddenly, another guy came down. He looked like a coon. Cute. He snarled at them, grabbed me, and flew off.
When he landed, he set me down, and led me into his home. It was pretty damn awesome. He flipped some lights, and I could see the entire place so far, from the doorway, to where I was, and a little bit further. The coon demon said something, and I did not understand. "Um..What?" He smiled, showing small, albeit sharp looking, teeth. "Oh, you speak English..Okay then. You see, I need you." He laughed when Ilooked at his crotch. "No, not like that. See, I'm the last of my kind, and in order to get more, I need someone of exact specifications, that you aplly to. Then, I can make you a 'Coon, and we'll breed." He laughed at the face I made."You know, once you're a demon like me, the breeding part won't be so very bad. I'm going to take you to a very special place, that only I know the way to, and since you'll be coming with me, you'll become a 'Coon!!"
He looked so...Exuberant. "Okay, can you go from the top? Like, why you need someone exactly like me?" He nodded. "Okay, I can do that. You deserve it, you almost got killed and only looked confused, not scared." He looked up when I cleared my throat. "I was killed, and I was not confused, I was completely and utterly enraged. And also, what is your name?" He chuckled, and replied. "Onteril. Now, about why I need you. Well, as you know, I am a Racoon demon. We are the only demons who know the way to Fathil. it holds the Well. The Well has the abilities to cure anything, any demon, no matter what. And since the Racoons are the only ones who know how to get there, we are the only ones who can weild this power. Unfortunately, once one of us dies, all the others follow, except one, who has to then find th perfect mate. She has to be a human woman who was murdered by someone she loves, for reasons that are, by all definitions, quite idiotic, and she has to be pregnant when she dies, and goes to Hell. Even if they deserved to go to Heaven, they come down here if they die like that. Unfortunately for them, not many Racoons die, so they're not usually seeked, and they get killed by other demons because they are pregnant, and therefore cannot be fucked. Anyway, I needed to find a mate, because all of my family died, and I need to breed, or else all of Hell is fucked. If Hell is fucked, Heaven is fucked too, and if Heaven is fucked, so's Earth. So, to save your family and friends, you have to become a demon. On the bright side, you're the type of demon that will like shiny objects, and food, and knows almost everything in all of the worlds...The only thing we don't know, though, is how to sneak contraband into Heaven. Anyway, I'm going to be dragging you all over the ten levles of hell to get you to this Well. Then you turn Coon, and then we have sex." I looked at him questioningly. "Why not just fuck now?" I asked. "We can't. For a few reasons. One, you're pregnant with a human child, who will be born as a fully developed Racoon demon baby as soon as you drink the water of the Well. Two, if I did, I'd kill you, which would defeat the point." I knew I was asking a strange question, but I had to."Why would I die?" Onteril quirked an eyebrow. "My sperm is molten liquid, quite literally. You would be forced to take it all, as well, and the heat would be so intense, neither you nor your child would survive. Oh, and also, I forgot to mention. I have to bring you with me, not only to ensure to become a Racoon, but because you'll be hunted. Preggers are worth lots of money the blood is pricless, and it makes you immortal, and able to breed. Well, Coons already have this ability, but not other demons. it's by bite that the family's made. So, are you in? If not, just get in a nice comfortable position, and I'll fuck you."
For some reason, I felt I was condemming my soul, and realized, in a way, I was. I don't care though. Not anymore.
"I'm in."