《The Exile》 The Exile The chapel of the Royal Cross peered over mountains¡ªcovered in snow and the howling of the frigid air. The building was untouched by time, but the interior was modernized. The Exorcists walked through the corridors and the snowy field getting to their next place of business. No one uttered a word, not even the rookies who just began their training that week. The entire location was dead silent, except inside the chapel¡ªwhere the footsteps echoed. The Four Elders were holding a meeting of grave importance. "How long ago did this happen?" The First Elder spoke with his beard covering his mouth, but never muffled his words. His clerical robes dragged whenever he walked around the table, sometimes giving the illusion of him hovering above the floor. "Looks like over forty-eight hours." The Fourth Elder spoke with his eyeglasses glaring at the screen across from the table. His outfit consisted of a generic priest outfit and combat boots. An odd mix, but being in charge of the offensive Exorcists requires preparation on his part. "How did we not know about this?" The First Elder shook his head in disappointment as the head of the Exorcists, the oversight falls on his shoulders and questions his role as a leader. "Our squadrons haven''t been able to locate a static source to this..." The Third Elder''s words paused as she brushed her pants while she flicked ash from her cigarette, "Dilemma." Their screen across from the table showed a map of dark energy consuming parts of the nation. No one understood the source or how something so big can easily avoid the trained eyes of the Royal Cross. "If we don''t come up with something quick," The Fourth Elder cleaned his glasses, "That dark energy will annihilate the world in less than a week." "That''s too short of a deadline!" The First Elder banged on the table. "Well, if I may," The Second Elder rose his hand as he sat silently that no one noticed he was there, "We can bring in the exile." "The Hell Walker?!" The First Elder exclaimed, "We have no use for his recklessness nor his black magic!" "I hate to say it," The Third Elder exhaled her smoke, "What choice do we have?" "We can have Amy escort him," The Second Elder suggested, "If he strays then she''ll put him down." "Amy?" The Fourth Elder scoffed, "She''s one of my best soldiers! I can''t have her settle for some babysitting mission!"This content has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere. "Her abilities are not in question," The Second Elder clarified, "In fact, that''s why she is capable of watching over him." "So what do we do?" The Third Elder rubbed the table, "We give this monster free rein?" "Now, now," The Second Elder waved his hand in disbelief, "Amy will make sure he doesn''t stray from his mission." "What makes you think he''ll even decide to aid us after we banished him?" The First Elder stared at The Second. "We''ll figure out that bridge once we cross it," The Second smiled, "For now, let''s call Amy in." "Very well," The Fourth Elder reached to an intercom, "Can you bring in Ms. Downs?" "Yes sir, right away." A petite voice chimed in from the intercom. The Elders waited for a good ten minutes until a gentle, but ambitious knocking echoed through the chapel. "Come in, my child" The First Elder''s voice boomed to the entrance. A young woman in her mid-twenties, dressed in the standard Exorcist uniform which consisted of a navy coat, undershirt, navy pants, and combat boots entered the room without a shred of angst. She was ready to follow orders or die trying. "How can I be of service, my Elders?" Amy''s fixed her blonde hair behind her ear. "It has come to our attention that something has lurked out of the shadows." The Third Elder lit another cigarette. "So you need me to lead a squad?" Amy assumed. Why shouldn''t she? Her skills and academic achievements have been the subject of envy from her peers since she started. The Elders calling her by name is enough to generate enough authority to lead her own soldiers into battle, but this was not the case. "This mission will involve you and an escort," The Fourth Elder sighed, "You must bring in someone." "Who?" Amy asked, ready for anything. "Kayden Yamada." The Second Elder said without hesitation. "The Exile?!" Amy couldn''t keep her disbelief in check, "For what purpose?" "We believe he may have the answers to defeating this monstrosity before it consumes our plane of existence." The First Elder spoke out. Amy was disgusted that her superiors would stoop so low as to bringing in Kayden, a man that she was trained to hate. Every policy she followed was to stay away from the path that he chose. Her abilities put her above him in rank and as an Exorcist. She wasn''t afraid to face him, but once again, this wasn''t the case. "Is he in custody?" Amy wanted more details. "On the contrary," The Second Elder clicked his tongue, "We will be commissioning his services." "Don''t hold him in such high regard," The Fourth Elder gritted his teeth, "He''s still a traitor!" "Sweetie," The Third Elder stared down at her cigarette, "Please don''t underestimate him. He is highly dangerous and is a skillful tactician." The young woman was told in school that the Devil possessed his soul and gave him powers that rivaled God, but to her those are fairy tales. She saw him as a modern-day Napol¨¦on, or just some power-hungry monster who couldn''t back his mouth up. "When do I begin this mission?" Amy accepted the assignment. "As soon as you leave this room," The First Elder said, "Time is of the essence, so you must hurry." "May God be with you." The Second Elder said. The Fourth Elder walked up to his prized pupil for a handshake and whispered into her ear a message only meant for her. Her eyes widened a bit and she nodded in agreement. After years of service, Amy Downs felt somewhat as an equal to the Elders, and she hoped that this will grant her more recognition from not only them, but her peers. The world stood on her shoulders and all she had to do was escort the exile. The Hell Walker. Nothing to Worry About Amy entered her dorm and sat down on her bed. She stared onto the floor, knowing she had to face her enemy to aid her or face the apocalypse within a week. The options were slim, but to climb up the Royal Cross¡ªshe knew what to do. The advanced student stood up to her wardrobe and pulled out her clothes for the trek into the world, where Kayden resided in exile. She hasn¡¯t been out in the world since her parents left her in the orphanage. Nothing was expected from her adventure except retrieving Kayden. She never understood entertainment or any of the like. The Royal Cross were strict with things like that, and they stood by it¡ªno matter what. Books were written by the Devil, games where distractions created by the Devil, or movies were the ways the Devil speaking to you. Amy respected the rules and she expected others to follow them, which gained her favor with the Elders. Her room was never cold, since a slight decrease of temperature was very uncomfortable, but she wasn¡¯t sure about outside of the mountains or if it¡¯s even inhabitable nowadays. The mountains were known for its freezing temperatures and no matter longer how long she stayed there, she just wasn¡¯t used to it. She grabbed enough clothes and stuffed them into her bag. Amy walked out of her dorm and made her way into the armory to load up, especially against someone like Kayden. She¡¯s faced Hell¡¯s cannon fodder, but never someone capable of possessing its power. All she knew about his was that he used to be a student under the Royal Cross, but no one knew the length of his studies. The only people that knew his capabilities were the Elders themselves. All she saw in him was betrayal and evil¡ªnothing else. ¡°Amy Downs?¡± A voice called out. Amy turned around startled to see a man about her age, a fellow student standing by the door. ¡°Who¡¯s asking?¡± The star pupil asked. ¡°I was told to escort you on your mission.¡± The young man said holding two bags. One in each hand. His blue eyes pierced at her with a degree of certainty. ¡°Great,¡± She scoffed with a sound of pistol hammer clicking, ¡°They leave me to hunt down a demonic psychopath with a no-name. What class are you?¡± ¡°I¡¯m a medic class with a rank of 1 in Grade S.¡± ¡°Oh,¡± Amy fixed her bag of arms, ¡°So you know your way around a possession?¡± ¡°I¡¯ve done a few with no problems.¡± He confidently said without a hint of arrogance. They knew he was picked among countless of recruits for a reason. ¡°Okay,¡± She sighed, ¡°Does the medic with a rank of 1 in Grade S have a name?¡± ¡°Kearney,¡± He replied with a smirk, ¡°Kearney Nielsen.¡± The pair walked out of the armory to the Elder¡¯s meeting room to talk more about what they have in store. The variety of students with passed by them unknowing of what was happening beyond their walls. Their chatter scattered around about what they ate or how the week¡¯s training was. ¡°How much do you know about the job?¡± Kearney asked under his breath. ¡°How much do YOU know?¡± Amy shrugged. She assumed the Elder¡¯s left out most of the details due to his standing. ¡°Just that I¡¯m your backup in case something goes wrong.¡± The medic was oblivious to the fact that he will soon face an opponent that is far stronger than anything that he read about. ¡°What makes them think something will go wrong?¡± Amy turned to him. ¡°Trust me,¡± Her partner chuckled, ¡°Whatever can go wrong, will go wrong.¡± The halls were cluttered with young Exorcists making their way to their classes or dorms to finish the rest of their day. The pair continued to the meeting room to finish being informed and make it to the city across the mountains. The doors were closed almost in unison while they walked to the other side of the school. If you discover this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the violation. They found the meeting room, which had the exterior doors stained with a cherry oak color to make it stand out and give it the ¡°important¡± room status. The door was heavy and required at least two hands to pull it out fully. The purpose for it was merely entertaining for the Elders in some sense. The pair barely spent five minutes inside before being greeted with a booming voice echoing throughout the room. ¡°Have you sorted your affairs?¡± The First Elder asked. ¡°Yes, I am ready to look for the target.¡± ¡°I see you have already met your partner.¡± The Third Elder chimed in. ¡°With all due respect, I--¡± Amy was ready to voice her concerns. ¡°Your life will not be gambled against such a fiend!¡± The Fourth Elder said, ¡°You are in capable hands with Mr. Nielsen.¡± ¡°Yes sir.¡± Amy grunted in defeat. Kearney patted Amy¡¯s back as a sign of trying. ¡°You will be reaching the city of La Vista by helicopter and you¡¯ll be based in a small apartment for the next three days while you track down the Hell Walker.¡± The First Elder informed the two students. ¡°Be extremely cautious.¡± The Second Elder emphasized his words, hoping that they would ingrain themselves into their minds when they arrive in the city. The power that possessed Kayden is one of merciless, blood thirst and something that shouldn¡¯t be underestimated. Amy and Kearney marched to the helipad where their transportation was getting fueled up to leave. ¡°How are they sure that it¡¯ll take us three days to find this guy?¡± Kearney asked. ¡°I doubt we¡¯ll need that much time.¡± Amy scoffed. ¡°How can you be so confident?¡± Kearney smirked at Amy, leaving her scoffing. ¡°Are you the recruits who¡¯ll be going into the city?¡± The pilot yelled over the loud sound of the helicopter starting up. ¡°That¡¯s right!¡± Kearney yelled back. ¡°I was given strict orders to leave you for seventy-two hours,¡± The pilot gave them a stern warning, ¡°If the both of you don¡¯t make it at the rendezvous by then.¡± ¡°You¡¯ll leave us?¡± Kearney joked with a clueless smile. ¡°Yes.¡± The pilot stared at the pair with a lack of empathy. ¡°Are you serious?¡± Kearney wasn¡¯t entirely sure on how to take the answer. ¡°If you don¡¯t think you can handle it,¡± Amy continued walking to the helicopter, ¡°You can always turn around.¡± Kearney bit his tongue and followed Amy up to their ride. The spinning blades continued throwing gusts at them as they climbed aboard with their bags of supplies and other gear. The pair waited for the pilot to finish his inspection before they leave. The pilot finally completed his inspection and climbed aboard to start lifting the helicopter while the Four Elders meet up outside by the helipad prepared to see them off. ¡°Do you think they¡¯ll survive?¡± The Third Elder turned to the First. ¡°Only God will decide.¡± He replied. Amy couldn¡¯t help but look down to the shrinking school. She was calm and collected on the exterior, but inside her fears began to unravel. She was finally on her own with another life in her hands against a possible formidable opponent. Amy didn¡¯t want to alert her unsolicited partner about her change in attitude. ¡°No turning back, right?¡± Kearney smiled nervously. ¡°Right.¡± Amy turned to him with a subtle unnerving smirk. The Waiting Game The helicopter stayed by the nighttime clouds, avoiding unwanted eyes. Kearney didn¡¯t want to stop staring below him. Everything looked like specks of sand from their height. ¡°Sure looks nice up here.¡± Kearney spat from the helicopter to see where it lands. ¡°Yup,¡± Amy wiped her cheek of the residue Kearney left for her, ¡°I¡¯m glad you¡¯re having fun.¡± ¡°Sorry.¡± Kearney¡¯s smirk slowly turned to an expression of discomfort. The helicopter decreased its altitude slowly to get better stability as they reached closer to their destination. The lights of the city began to glow through the clouds. The nightlife was prosperous with countless of people enjoying their night out. This proved challenging for the Exorcists as they couldn¡¯t land discreetly. The pilot would have to change his landing zone to the nearest skyscraper that wouldn¡¯t be suspicious. ¡°This spot here will be the rendezvous,¡± The pilot shouted over the loud chopper, ¡°So be here in the next seventy-two hours.¡± ¡°How are we supposed to get back here?¡± Kearney was puzzled¡ªthe building wasn¡¯t exactly abandoned, in fact, it was one of the eventful buildings out there. ¡°Don¡¯t worry about that,¡± Amy chimed in, ¡°We just need to find Kayden first.¡± ¡°How are we supposed to find him in this hell?¡± Kearney stared below him where possibly thousands of people scurried through the streets. ¡°Are you finished?¡± Amy mocked. ¡°For now.¡± Kearney replied without thinking about the sarcasm behind the question. The twosome jumped down on the roof of the building with their equipment in tow. The helicopter lifted up and flew off back to the mountains. ¡°Do you have a lead on this Hell Walker?¡± Kearney turned to Amy, his eyes peered to hers, ready for any response. ¡°All I have is a photo of him ordering something called yakisoba.¡± Amy pulled out a snapshot from her pocket. One of the Second Elder¡¯s scouts was tasked with recon around the city to locate a possible location where the exile was based in. They found him by a food truck among other patrons trying to get their orders placed. He looked like one of them, easy to disguise himself from his friends or foes. ¡°That¡¯s it?¡± Her partner responded with a sign of bewilderment, ¡°Not exactly devil-like.¡± He expected Kayden to be torturing innocents or causing destruction along the city, but instead he¡¯s ordering Asian cuisine from a food truck. The pair located a fire escape and jumped down to it. Their training granted them agility and acrobatics that were on par, or even better, than the parkour experts seen on the internet. The elegance of their jumping while accurately descending the building showed just a minimum of their aptitude as Exorcists. No one saw them climb down or even heard them land onto the ground below. They skillfully blended in the shadows of the alleys, ready to scope the area for their target. The crowds of people walked throughout the sidewalks, standing in line to the hottest clubs, or trying not to vomit onto the asphalt. This was expected, but the amount of crudeness wasn¡¯t what they anticipated. Amy was stared down with ill intent while Kearney tried not to create a disturbance with the sinners. Women dressed in an exposing fashion while the men were like Neanderthals trying to answer the night¡¯s mating call. The cars struggled to move an inch down the road thanks to the various people limping to the next street. The loud sounds of honking horns blared through the air. The pair couldn¡¯t adapt quick enough with the drunks lumbering over them and shuffling between them. Unauthorized tale usage: if you spot this story on Amazon, report the violation. ¡°Where did they get there manners?¡± Kearney grunted trying to squeeze through the inebriated crowd. ¡°Scope through them,¡± Amy peered over the throng, ¡°Kayden can be hiding here for all we know.¡± ¡°And if he isn¡¯t?¡± Kearney advocated. ¡°He has to be here.¡± Amy kept her calm demeanor. She was convinced that he was hiding out in the area. The only question was where he was taking cover. The night quickly passed and the streets was soon being cleared out of its patrons. Amy and Kearney kept cover in an alley by the hobos and other lowlifes of the city. ¡°Four hours,¡± Amy stared out to the buildings, hoping to locate the Hell Walker in one of the windows, ¡°And could you stop kicking those damn things.¡± ¡°Sorry.¡± Kearney whispered. Amy noticed nothing out of the ordinary except for a carpool full of impressionists of former Presidents of the United States. Other than that, no sign of Kayden. ¡°Maybe that was just a lucky shot,¡± Kearney said, ¡°For all we know, he could¡¯ve just came to this city to visit.¡± ¡°Visit what or who?¡± Amy questioned, ¡°It¡¯s not like he has family or even interests besides death or destruction.¡± ¡°I¡¯m not saying that,¡± Kearney gave Amy a look of confusion, ¡°We¡¯re looking at this wrong.¡± ¡°Do you have any better ideas?¡± Amy scoffed. They only have the next three days to find him, and the last thing she wanted to do was go on a cross-country adventure for one person. She prayed to pinpoint him in one location close to her. ¡°I¡¯m thinking that he can be a recluse,¡± The medic thought long and hard about it, ¡°I mean, he was nowhere outside in the streets, not even the crowded areas. So maybe he¡¯s a private person, you know, like a hermit.¡± ¡°That is a¡¡± Amy¡¯s eyes widened in clarity, ¡°Good observation.¡± ¡°Thanks?¡± Kearney couldn¡¯t distinguish if she was serious or sarcastic. The new information changed the entire plan of investigation. They had to look at the least active areas of the city, like outside of the university, library, and isolated small towns. They began their search at a hotel to locate a map of the surrounding areas. ¡°Okay,¡± Kearney scanned the paper eager to find an answer to their dilemma, ¡°If I was a devil-possessed, combat-trained killing machine bent on chaos and the downfall of humanity, where would I be?¡± ¡°It wouldn¡¯t be the metropolitan areas,¡± Amy continued to analyze the streets, ¡°That¡¯s too obvious.¡± ¡°Obviously.¡± Kearney blankly stared at the map. The hotel was soon packed with tourists and the like while they continued looking through the map. Their presumptions allowed them to remove a large area of the map, only focusing on the small towns a few miles away from their current location. ¡°I guess we should start now.¡± Kearney sighed. ¡°The sooner, the better.¡± Amy sighed as well. Pandas and Burritos A hooded figure stood among the crowd of drunks that night, holding some food wrapped in a paper. He kept his sights on the incoming helicopter above the city. He smirked while concentrating on the passengers. Unfortunately, his eyesight wasn¡¯t exactly ¡°superhuman¡±, but he knew the helicopter was nothing ordinary. He slowly chewed on a burrito and blended himself into the swarm of people. He walked through the alley and scaled the side of a hotel with relative ease. He gained speed as he used the momentum to run up the wall. The hooded figure skidded up the side and clasped onto an edge of a window. He blended into the shadows and stayed on his perch. He never moved an inch¡ªhis patience was inhuman. The duo of Exorcists scrambled down one of the buildings as the figure kept watch. His position was never alerted even after getting a couple bites on his burrito. He gently slid down to the street below to keep on their tail, hoping to get some answers of his own. The figure sat down with some of the vagrants of the city while sharing some of his burrito with them, but never keeping his sights away from the pair. He watched them stumble and struggle to keep their footing while looking at their new environment. Almost like, two baby deer wandering off into the hunting grounds. Muggers could pick up their unfamiliarity a mile away. They had trouble blending in and the figure couldn¡¯t help but look over them as if trying to protect them. He stood up and left his burrito for the drifters to eat amongst themselves. Something bugged him about them, but he needed to inspect further. The moment seemed very crucial until the figure stopped by a market that was open for the special event going on that day. The entrance chimed with a little electronic bell and he made his way to the fountain drinks and playfully skipped toward it with his Panda bear lanyard swaying back and forth. He dragged his finger over the various soft drink flavors while each nozzle sprayed below. His hand reached for the biggest cup and he filled it with his preferred spicy cherry flavor drink with a hint of vanilla, Sir Fizzle. The figure snapped on the lid and slipped the straw inside as he walked to the cashier. This narrative has been purloined without the author''s approval. Report any appearances on Amazon. ¡°Not drinking tonight?¡± The cashier asked with a smile. ¡°Not one to get inebriated on a fine night like this.¡± The figure sighed. ¡°That¡¯s two seventeen.¡± ¡°Here ya go,¡± The figure dropped three one-dollar bills and walked off, ¡°Keep the change!¡± As expected, the pair were still there bickering about directions¡ªthey looked like married tourists who are on the verge of divorce and felt that a vacation would help them. Unfortunately, just like the tourists, nothing¡¯s helping them. This is just sad.The figure thought to himself while he sipped on his soda. He merged with drunken crowd and followed the motion toward the duo. He brushed through the middle of them to see if they were actually aware of their surroundings. Surprisingly, they ignored the ¡°accidental¡± bump. He smirked and continued on his merry way. He turned around to see if they said anything, but they vanished causing the figure¡¯s steps to stagger over each other. His eyes quickly skimmed the atmosphere, hoping to pick up their location. His deductions didn¡¯t return any reason to worry. He walked across the streets until he reached a hostel above a library. The celebration in town meant that the rooms were somewhat vacant¡ªallowing him some privacy and sleep. ¡°Who are those idiots?¡± He said to himself while he fixed his hood for his snooze, ¡°The Elders outdone themselves this time.¡± Playdate in the Farmhouse The pair arrived in a rural town, just outside of the city. Nothing was in sight, but an old abandoned farm with no one in sight. ¡°Are you sure this is the place?¡± Amy searched the area. ¡°The library said this was a place full of black masses.¡± Kearney replied. The empty lot showed no signs of movement from the days before, so it began to look more abandoned by the second. The pair crossed past the field and noticed the lock of the farm was still intact. The clean silver finish gave them an uneasy feeling. ¡°Who¡¯s been here?¡± Amy studied the lock. ¡°It looks new,¡± Kearney added, ¡°Whoever was here, it was recent.¡± Amy drew her gun waited to shoot open the lock. ¡°Wait!¡± Kearney pulled out some pins from his bag, ¡°I got this covered.¡± ¡°I thought you were just a medic.¡± Amy smirked. ¡°I¡¯ve had free time.¡± Kearney picked away at the lock until the last tumbler popped open, allowing the lock to unlatch free. Amy stepped in first with her gun drawn, ready for anyone. Kearney followed with his gun as well. They were focused and neither of them showed a signal of fear. Whether they felt it was really empty or they were expecting something to happen may have been a factor to their attitudes. For a moment, they felt like fools with nothing happening around them. The history of black masses may have proved to be just an urban myth that made it into the history books. ¡°Do you hear anything?¡± Kearney whispered to his partner. ¡°This was just a wild¡ª¡± Her words cut short by a loud whispering wind entering the farm. The door violently sealed shut along with a loud slam. The event seemed more of coincidence as nothing appeared afterwards. The duo expected creatures or hellfire to appear, not a surprise scare. ¡°Let¡¯s just get out of here.¡± Kearney suggested with a voice of disappointment. ¡°That may just be the only option here, Nielsen.¡± Amy sighed. Amy reached for the door of the farm, but it never inched. She applied more force that seemed more of a workout than an answer for the sealed door. ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡± Kearney stared at her with confusion. ¡°This damn door won¡¯t open!¡± She said frustratingly. Amy and Kearney tried opening it together, but to no avail. The door was fastened on the other side with something that was strong enough to hold its own against two trained Exorcists. Kearney leaned on the door in exhaustion while Amy sat on the floor trying to get a new plan. ¡°Have you seen any ladders?¡± Amy asked. ¡°Oh, here,¡± Kearney said, ¡°In this empty farmhouse. No, I didn¡¯t see a ladder.¡± ¡°A simple no would¡¯ve sufficed.¡± ¡°I don¡¯t care anymore.¡± ¡°You¡¯re being a baby.¡± ¡°A baby wouldn¡¯t¡ª¡±, Kearney noticed Amy¡¯s face change expression as she stares whatever is behind him, ¡°What are you looking at?¡± ¡°Just walk toward me and do NOT look behind you.¡± Amy signaled her partner toward her. Kearney¡¯s curiosity was piqued and he slowly stepped toward her. On the last step, he turned around quickly and what he saw questioned his eyesight. ¡°Is that¡Is that a giant eyeball sticking out of the door?!¡± Kearney turned to Amy, not sure what he was looking at. He thought being stuck in the farmhouse for a long time was affecting his mind. ¡°Hello Exorcists,¡± A disembodied voice spoke to them in a menacing, booming voice echoing through the barn, ¡°I¡¯ve been watching you for a while already.¡± ¡°Is that him?¡± Kearney whispered to Amy. ¡°It has to be,¡± Amy responded, ¡°He¡¯s the only source of dark energy in this area.¡± ¡°Ah yes,¡± The voice laughed, ¡°The Royal Cross¡¯ cannon fodder has come to put an end to the evil plaguing this city.¡± The tale has been illicitly lifted; should you spot it on Amazon, report the violation. ¡°Cannon fodder?¡± Kearney¡¯s voice trembled lightly to the voice¡¯s words. ¡°What do you know about the evil that¡¯s invading the city?¡± Amy peered at the large eyeball. ¡°Other than the source,¡± The voice sounded more arrogant, ¡°Not much.¡± ¡°Stop playing with me, Hell Walker!¡± Amy aimed her gun at the eyeball, hoping to scare the voice into giving up more information, ¡°You know how to stop it and the Elders called me to bring you in.¡± ¡°Here I was thinking that this was a playdate,¡± The farmhouse started to grow colder as the ground cracked open into little chasms, ¡°The party was just about to start.¡± ¡°Do you hear that?!¡± Kearney frantically aimed his gun at the holes. The noise of loud guttural, chattering grew louder as it reached closer to the surface, ¡°I thought this was an extraction mission!¡± ¡°We have no choice, Kearney,¡± Amy backed up close to her partner, ready for whatever was coming, ¡°This is survival.¡± ¡°I hope to see your pretty face in hell.¡± The menacing voice laughed as hundreds of demons exited the burrows with their chattering growls. ¡°It¡¯ll be the last one you¡¯ll see,¡± Amy shot down a couple demons, ¡°Yamada.¡± The eyeball closed by left a burned mark on the door as a seal for an easy execution for the pair. ¡°Did the Elders tell us that Kayden was a more kill first, ask questions later kind of guy?¡± Kearney shot down a couple more demons. They were getting outnumbered by the second as the demons kept crawling out of the ground in almost unlimited amounts. As if they were the heads of a hydra, Amy was ready to accept her fate and the mission failure. ¡°We¡¯re going to run out of ammo soon.¡± Amy sighed. ¡°There¡¯s got to be another exit in here.¡± Kearney tried to reassure her, but his voice kept getting cut off with their guns firing into the hellions¡¯ flesh. ¡°Even if there is one,¡± Amy said, ¡°That bastard must¡¯ve already sealed it.¡± ¡°I guess you¡¯re right.¡± Kearney kept on shooting into the horde while Amy ducked under a table to look for a trump card in his bag. ¡°I guess this can wipe out a good amount of them with us.¡± Amy pulled out a grenade. ¡°Are you sure about this?¡± Kearney continued shooting. ¡°What other choice do we have?¡± Amy said, ¡°Not like a miracle will come down any second.¡± The moment was official for Amy. She was prepared to give up on her faith and everything she was taught in the Royal Cross academy. Her shining moment felt it was slowly crashing down like a meteor heading to earth. Kearney grabbed onto Amy¡¯s hand for a last moment of comfort and gave her a nod in agreement. Her thumb slowly reached the pin to cook the grenade. The mass of demons didn¡¯t care for anything except for the mutilation of the Exorcists and were going to achieve it by any means. One of the creatures managed to climb over the obstacles and found them under the table where they were hiding. ¡°Damn it, hurry Amy!¡± Kearney exclaimed. The demon ferociously lunged toward them ready to finish them off before she even got the grenade ready. Boom! A loud explosion sounded above them and a loud thud landed on the same table they were finding shelter in. After that, a sound of flesh ripping oozed into the ears of Amy and Kearney. Suddenly, they were greeted with the lifeless eyes of a dismembered demon head. Amy¡¯s thumb retreated away from the pin. ¡°I guess I¡¯m a bit tardy to the party.¡± A voice unknown to them emerged with a sound of confidence and even a bit reassuring. ¡°Who is that?¡± Kearney whispered. ¡°Our miracle.¡± Amy smirked. Demons and a yeti named Otis? The figure hopped down from the table and made a line across the Exorcists with his foot. He raised his hand toward it which slowly consumed itself in a blue aura, which signaled the line he made to rise up as a wall of blue light. Amy and Kearney couldn¡¯t help, but peek at who their savior was. Two pistols drawn out, his jeans dragged onto the floor while his sneakers scuffed playfully toward the pack of hungry devils. One by one, his guns fired into their heads. They never put up a fight against his superior skills allowing him to arrange headshots without a problem. Nonetheless, the demons kept coming out of their burrows looking to finish their task. Some unlucky ones managed to slip away and went straight toward the table, but the wall burned them to a crisp in a merciless fashion. ¡°Do we help him?¡± Kearney whispered. ¡°Is there any ammo left?¡± Amy whispered back. ¡°A few clips.¡± ¡°Alright, maybe he can lead us to Kayden.¡± The figure continued his onslaught on the creatures. His guns flowed through the air quickly and precisely, hitting each target on point. He climbed on top of a pile demon corpses and continued firing away. They got a good look of him, but his face was still obscured from the hood. They only saw his panda lanyard and a t-shirt that read ¡°HONEY BADGER GIVES NO SH!T¡±. The figure then reached to his lanyard and pulled out a keychain that resembled an ankh. He flicked his wrist and a white energy consumed the keychain transforming it into a full-sized sword. ¡°What kind of magic is that?¡± Kearney gasped in excitement. ¡°How does he even know magic?¡± Amy questioned. The figure zipped down the hill of corpses and sliced at the horde just as fast as he was shooting them. His skills were unmatched and the Exorcists knew it. He slammed the ground with his palm¡ªsending out a shockwave to the massive horde, which propelled them flying through the air making easy victims of them. ¡°You know,¡± The mysterious young man said, ¡°I wouldn¡¯t mind having some kind of help.¡± ¡°What do we do?¡± Kearney asked Amy. ¡°I don¡¯t know.¡± Amy sighed. She always believed that her skills were the superior of her kind, but seeing a complete stranger in her age group doing the things she¡¯s trained for years in an advanced state knocked some humility into her. ¡°Block the holes,¡± The character continued slashing away, ¡°Use a very fat guy!¡± ¡°We don¡¯t exactly have that.¡± Kearney was surprised by his suggestion. ¡°Fine,¡± He sighed, ¡°Use your grenades! Let¡¯s just make everything less amusing.¡± The hooded man put away his sword and pulled out a playing card marked with symbols in black ink. Amy noticed the markings as runes, but couldn¡¯t decipher it as she never studied them before. The mystery surrounding him kept growing bigger by the minute. ¡°Amy,¡± Kearney snapped her back into reality, ¡°You¡¯re going to have to help me.¡± The pair crawled out from the table and avoided the line on the floor. They didn¡¯t know if it struck anyone or just demons, but they didn¡¯t want to risk it. They struggled into the crowd of hell spawns until they reached the focus of the burrows. One after another, Kearney tossed in the grenades while Amy kept him covered with some gunfire. A song emerged under the sounds of violence. Sam Smith¡¯s single ¡°Latch¡± played through the man¡¯s pocket. The moment was clear, this guy was clearly a possible psychopath. This tale has been unlawfully lifted from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere. ¡°Ready?¡± The mystery man said with a giant smile, ¡°I¡¯ve always wanted to use this!¡± He tossed the card into the crowd which answered back with a blue flame forming a symbol on the floor. ¡°What is going on?¡± Amy exclaimed at the figure. ¡°I¡¯m making an exit.¡± A large, white ape-like creature climbed out of the burning symbol with the same sapphire flame in its eyes. The brute strength from it wreaked havoc inside the farmhouse, tossing pillars and demons indiscriminately. ¡°If you know basic seal spells,¡± The figure said, ¡°Mortal instruments won¡¯t destroy the place affected by it, so you need ¡®Otis¡¯ here to unlock it for us.¡± In a matter of minutes, the roaring ¡°Otis¡± cleared the farmhouse and steered itself toward the locked entrance. The figure climbed atop of his summon absorbing the moment of excitement. He patted him in affirmation to attack the door. The large ape raised its fists and let out a loud howl¡ªpunches rained down onto the burned seal, leaving dents. The door took about eight punches before it gave in. The trio walked out of the building along with the mighty ¡°Otis¡±. The man climbed down and joined the duo while he reduced the monster to a burnt four of spades. They turned around to view the farmhouse fall apart with only the person in the honey badger shirt smiling. ¡°What was all that?¡± Kearney asked surprised. ¡°I don¡¯t know,¡± The young man said, ¡°I thought he was a yeti.¡± ¡°What my associate meant was,¡± Amy interjected, ¡°Who are you?¡± ¡°Whoa,¡± The young man gasped, ¡°What¡¯s with the personal questions?¡± ¡°It¡¯s not every day that we bump into demons nor is it even more normal to witness someone obliterate them.¡± She cut to the point. ¡°Well before we jump into introductions,¡± The figure said, ¡°Let me ask you this.¡± ¡°Sure we owe you!¡± Kearney jumped into the conversation. ¡°Are you two stupid?¡± He asked honestly. ¡°What¡what do you mean?¡± Amy asked. She must¡¯ve looked unprofessional and felt useless just watching a total stranger do her work. ¡°You guys walk into black mass chapel with pistols and no back-up plan,¡± The stranger continued, ¡°Did you idiots expect to walk out of there with your heads intact?¡± ¡°We were looking for someone,¡± Kearney said, ¡°Our research led to this place.¡± ¡°We¡¯re Royal Cross students,¡± Amy sneered at Kearney for leaking the mission, ¡°We were tasked with retrieving an exile, but he obviously put up a fight.¡± ¡°No shit,¡± He walked off, ¡°I knew you were Royal Cross Exorcists. You didn¡¯t do much to disguise that. Oh, and good job with the whole helicopter entrance.¡± ¡°Wait,¡± Amy chased him, ¡°How did you know we were Exorcists?¡± ¡°I think we¡¯re done here.¡± He continued walking. ¡°We need your help,¡± Kearney followed them, ¡°Kayden is still out there doing God knows what.¡± ¡°Kayden?¡± The man stopped in his steps, ¡°Did your precious Elders tell you that?¡± ¡°How did you know about them?¡± Amy¡¯s eyes widened. ¡°That¡¯s not Kayden,¡± The man turned to them, ¡°That¡¯s Valac rising to power to overthrow hell and heaven.¡± ¡°How can you possibly know that?¡± Amy scoffed at him as she was convinced that it was the exile who is growing in power to destroy the human world as well as heaven, so hell could take over. ¡°Because,¡± The figure revealed his face under the hood, ¡°I¡¯m Kayden.¡± This is chapter seven, right? The new revelation shocked the pair that the person they were tasked with escorting has been in front of them the whole time. Amy¡¯s attitude changed from gratitude to anger as she came to the realization that the traitor insulted her training and rubbed his abilities in their faces. ¡°So you already knew why we came here?¡± Kearney said, his attitude never changed. In fact, he saw it as a job well done to know that they were able to find him in under seventy-two hours. ¡°I¡¯m not a mind reader,¡± Kayden scoffed, ¡°I assume you guys are out to ¡®exterminate¡¯ me.¡± ¡°No,¡± Amy¡¯s voice trembled in anger, ¡°We¡¯re here to escort you back to the chapel. The Elders need your help.¡± ¡°Oh really,¡± Kayden smirked, ¡°Then I¡¯ll totally overlook the whole banishment thing.¡± ¡°Joke all you want,¡± Kearney said, ¡°But if what you¡¯re saying is true, then the Elders would want to know about it.¡± ¡°You guys are a pain in the ass,¡± Kayden walked away, ¡°Follow me.¡± They walked toward a red Ford Focus, which was how the Hell Walker got to the farmhouse. The Exorcists were trained in combat-based driving, but they¡¯ve never been inside a civilian car. The buttons and air vents were enough to drive them crazy. ¡°So you¡¯ll help us?¡± Kearney smiled at Kayden. ¡°I¡¯ll give you some pointers,¡± The exile said, ¡°But after that you two are on your own.¡± Amy thought he would¡¯ve been grateful to be able to return to Royal Cross, but she was sure that demons were still inside him, infecting his mind with unholy decisions. This was going to take a lot of convincing on her part to get him to share his findings. They all got inside the car and drove back to the rural highway that led to the city. La Vista looked like it was already touched by evil from afar, but to Kayden it was his home. The misunderstood city shared the chance Kayden felt he never had¡ªa chance for redemption. He learned quickly to survive in a city capable of sin, but he soon realized that no matter what he was still in a hell. ¡°Where are we going?¡± Amy peeked outside of the car window. ¡°We are going to meet a dear old friend of mine.¡± Kayden focused on the road. ¡°Can we stop by the apartment first?¡± Kearney tapped on the window, ¡°I miss sleep.¡± ¡°No time,¡± Amy lunged toward the front seat, ¡°Who¡¯s your friend?¡± ¡°An expert on these things,¡± Kayden said, ¡°I¡¯ve followed Valac¡¯s movements for a while and now he¡¯s starting to get a bit brave.¡± ¡°So who was that voice from before?¡± Kearney leaned in as well, ¡°He had no problem claiming to be the Hell Walker.¡± ¡°Okay, first, you guys are getting really close to my face,¡± Kayden¡¯s said, ¡°It¡¯s starting to get uncomfortable.¡± ¡°Sorry.¡± Kearney whispered as they both sat back in their seats. ¡°Second,¡± Kayden sighed, ¡°That was Valac¡¯s spoiled brat of a son, Zare. We crossed paths more than a few times.¡± Unauthorized duplication: this narrative has been taken without consent. Report sightings. ¡°So what¡¯s so special about them?¡± Amy asked. ¡°Do they even teach you demonology history there?¡± Kayden replied with a question of his own, ¡°I¡¯ll let my pal explain this to you.¡± They arrived at a record store where it seemed to sell more drugs than it did albums. Graffiti scrawled the windows and walls of the shop, but it never stopped patrons from happily making their purchases. The trio opened the door, where they were greeted with alternative rock music and the smell of weed. Kayden didn¡¯t seem to mind, but he couldn¡¯t say the same for his guests. They followed the Hell Walker to the front desk where a man about their age played on his smartphone. ¡°Can I help you?¡± The cashier said without looking away from his phone. ¡°Can I talk to Catherine?¡± Kayden placed his elbows onto the desk. ¡°Give me a minute.¡± The cashier walked to the back room. ¡°Who wants to know?¡± A young woman¡¯s voice scowled at him. ¡°Some Asian-hybrid looking guy.¡± ¡°I¡¯m half Hispanic!¡± Kayden¡¯s sudden interruption which gave her an instant answer. ¡°Well, if it isn¡¯t Kayden Yamada,¡± A tattooed woman in her early-twenties stomping onto the linoleum below with her sneakers, ¡°Why haven¡¯t you called me?¡± ¡°I¡¯ve been busy.¡± Kayden scratched his head turning away to toss off any form of suspicion. ¡°Obviously,¡± She said as she stared at Amy with jealousy in her green eyes, ¡°So what did you do now?¡± ¡°What?¡± Kayden nervously smiled, ¡°Why would you think that?¡± ¡°Are you seriously asking me that?¡± Catherine drummed on the desk with her black and pink painted nails. ¡°He said you can help us with a predicament.¡± Amy joined the conversation. ¡°Meet me in the back.¡± The shop owner said as she winked at Kayden. ¡°Old friend?¡± Kearney tapped Kayden¡¯s shoulder with his own. ¡°Don¡¯t ask.¡± The exile sighed. Amy felt a sense of trepidation exiting the back room¡ªsomething dark, but soothing. Those two feelings should never be paired, but it felt right and mesmerizing. Was that how sinning felt? Or is this something different altogether? ¡°So what brings you here?¡± Catherine smirked as she sat down on a futon crossing her legs in a domineering fashion. ¡°The Hell Walker said you know about Valac.¡± Amy jumped straight to the point. Kearney was distracted by the various devices inside the room such as the iPad and some headphones. ¡°And by Hell Walker, you mean?¡± Catherine didn¡¯t follow Royal Cross code words, and she didn¡¯t care to. She was the expert on the occult and didn¡¯t need to share her discoveries to people who thought less of her. ¡°Kayden,¡± Amy clarified, ¡°The traitor.¡± ¡°Oh, you mean your savior?¡± Catherine leaned on the edge of the futon. ¡°How did you possibly--¡± ¡°Who do you think locked the barn?¡± Knowing is only half the battle! The chapel stood still as the snow above the mountains flew across within a soft breeze. The mood seemed calm, in spite of what was going on beyond the gates. Inside the building was the same ambience, the Exorcists carried on with their studies, training, and jobs like a normal day. The instructors were never told about the Hell Walker dilemma and believed nothing was wrong. They were kept in the dark about what was going on inside the Elder¡¯s meeting room, but the teachers were shocked about Amy and Kearney being assigned together with no other backup. The Royal Cross usually deployed squads in a minimum group of four. The lack of another pair of students was odd, but they learned to never question the motives of the Elders. One of the many rooms was decorated with paintings that were done within the building. The Second Elder sat alone in the center of the room with a canvas facing the only window inside. The clinking sound of his brush tapping on a glass of water echoed inside the room. ¡°You seemed bothered with something.¡± He said to the quiet figure standing behind him. ¡°Was I obvious?¡± The figure revealed himself to be the Fourth Elder. ¡°I heard you walk in about five minutes ago,¡± The Second Elder, ¡°Should I be worried about something?¡± ¡°You should be,¡± The Fourth Elder stood right next to the Second, ¡°Kayden can and will kill them whenever he chooses.¡± ¡°Is that what you told Amy?¡± ¡°I told her for her own safety. A man like that cannot be trusted once evil has touched them. Although, I don¡¯t know why you have such confidence for him.¡± This narrative has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. If you see it on Amazon, please report it. ¡°You assume I¡¯m up to something?¡± The Second Elder never stood up even with the accusation, ¡°By all means, indulge me.¡± ¡°How long have you known about the dark energy?¡± ¡°If by known, you mean studying then about two weeks prior.¡± ¡°When were you planning on telling us?¡± The Fourth Elder clenched his fist. ¡°I was hoping to understand it within that short time frame, but I was--¡± ¡°You fool!¡± The Fourth lifted the Second Elder by his collar, ¡°What did you find?!¡± ¡°Nothing!¡± The Second Elder escaped his grasp, ¡°All my searches have been fruitless.¡± ¡°Then you better hope you know what you¡¯re doing with this plan of yours!¡± The Fourth fixed his sleeves. ¡°Don¡¯t worry,¡± The Second sat back down on his seat and continued to paint, ¡°All you need to do is act natural and allow the Exorcists to get the answers we need.¡± ¡°I don¡¯t know what¡¯s going on in that head of yours, but I¡¯ll be keeping tabs of my own.¡± The Fourth made his way out of the room, but was stopped by the Second¡¯s words. ¡°Very well,¡± The Second said, ¡°Oh, and how did you know that I had already known about the evil energy?¡± This paused the Fourth¡¯s steps for a moment, but resumed his exit. The Second¡¯s brush continued stroking down a red color across the canvas. He smugly smirked as he dipped his brush inside the water with the red paint oozing out of the brush as if it was bleeding from a deep wound. The air of the chapel grew tense and vexing, and it seemed the Second Elder was the only one who noticed. ¡°I pray they find him.¡± He sighed to himself. Whats the Problem? Kearney and Kayden waited outside of the backroom as Amy and Catherine continued their talk. ¡°So you left Zare in there?¡± Amy said. ¡°Yeah,¡± Catherine scoffed, ¡°And you ruined four months of work. Luckily, Kayden was able to contain the danger he left you before it got any bigger.¡± ¡°So what happens now?¡± ¡°Now,¡± Catherine sighed, ¡°We need to make sure he doesn¡¯t find his father or else it¡¯s really going to be hell on earth.¡± ¡°What is Valac¡¯s story?¡± Amy tried not to feel offended. ¡°Valac is one of the Devil top commanders who grew tired of his policy of over-promising and under-delivering. Now he thinks that he¡¯s the one suited for the job along with his son, Zare.¡± ¡°So he¡¯s looking to conquer earth for himself?¡± ¡°Not just earth, but also hell.¡± ¡°So it¡¯s a coup?!¡± Amy couldn¡¯t relish the thought of demons actually backstabbing each other. She always understood that monsters helped monsters for survival¡ªto her, they were incapable of understanding authority or respect. This was something she was never taught or even heard about. ¡°I take it you know about the other civil wars?¡± Catherine gave Amy a look of arrogance. ¡°What other civil wars?¡± Amy didn¡¯t even know about the current ones let alone the ones in the past. Why weren¡¯t they called? How much destruction did these monsters do at those times? ¡°Sheesh,¡± Catherine sighed, ¡°What do you Exorcists even do? Luckily, Kayden has been able to prevent them, and we even had a bargaining chip until you and your boyfriend decided to let him go!¡± ¡°We didn¡¯t know about it until Kayden told us.¡± ¡°Never mind that,¡± Catherine raised her finger to shush her, ¡°Now we have two extra recruits helping us with the rising tide.¡± ¡°Recruits?¡± Amy mocked, ¡°What makes you think we even have time to join your little brigade? We need to bring Kayden to the Royal Cross for his help.¡± ¡°More like execution,¡± The occult expert rebutted, ¡°You seriously think that you precious Exorcists will let someone like Kayden live, the ¡®Hell Walker¡¯?¡± ¡°We¡¯re soldiers of God,¡± Amy argued, ¡°We won¡¯t stoop to low and sinful morals!¡± ¡°You forget that you¡¯re human,¡± Catherine stood up, ¡°And like all humans, we were made for temptations and sinning.¡± ¡°Not us.¡± ¡°I think it¡¯s best to accept it before you find out the hard way.¡± ¡°I¡¯d rather not get advice from a reader of the dark arts.¡± Amy walked away. Catherine knew a lot more than Amy did about the culture of Hell. This rubbed the young Exorcist the wrong way especially the way she mocked the Royal Cross. Something was off about her¡ªor at least that¡¯s what she thought. ¡°Or maybe you¡¯re blind to the fact that I¡¯m right.¡± Catherine picked up one of her books and flipped through the pages. This tale has been unlawfully lifted from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere. Amy was angry at being called a sinner. Her training was revolved around the fact that she can never fall for temptation and the like. This girl never understood the concept or even experienced the struggle that Amy and many like her faced to be the person she is. Her fist clenched next to her as she bit her lip to prevent another argument. ¡°So what¡¯s the story on Kayden? How did you find him?¡± Catherine broke the silence. ¡°Nothing that involves you or your witchcraft.¡± They both derided at each other and carried on with whatever they were doing. The aura Amy felt earlier soon turned into tension-filled air. ¡°We found him ordering yakisoba.¡± Amy gritted her teeth. ¡°Of course,¡± Catherine smiled, ¡°That idiot.¡± The young tattooed woman sat back and pulled out a cigarette. She lit it with the thought of the Hell Walker rushing through her head. Their history wasn¡¯t exactly stable¡ªto put it lightly. They were young people who got caught up in a war that was far older than all of them and even their forefathers. She didn¡¯t show it, but she often worried about Kayden ever since the day she met him. The young exile was complicating her life, but she didn¡¯t worry much about it. Amy couldn¡¯t say the same about Kearney or Kayden. She never had a chance to feel any sort of emotion but antagonism toward the demons who try to consume the world. She expected the worse out of Kayden, who was to her still a traitor. This meant she trusted his associates and him as far as she can throw them. Amy knew her position¡ªit was one she took seriously. The fate of the human race stood on her shoulders, and hers alone. ¡°Look at--¡± Catherine¡¯s searched seemed to give her some results before she was interrupted by a sudden change in the environment. The ground around them began to shake violently, causing cracks to appear below them. Amy dashed toward Catherine and managed to pull her away from the falling futon. ¡°What¡¯s going on?!¡± Amy held Catherine back to prevent her from slipping down to the chasms. ¡°This place should¡¯ve been protected by my spell!¡± Catherine panted. She left out seals to prevent any being from detecting their auras. ¡°Unless they¡¯re attacking around the building.¡± Amy deduced, ¡°Direct attacks are obviously going to be repelled, but that doesn¡¯t mean the entire perimeter will be safe. We need to leave now!¡± Kayden and Kearney managed to cut through the falling debris. They looked disheveled and a bit freaked out from the situation that was going on outside. Whatever they saw outside was enough for concern, especially for Kayden. ¡°We have a problem.¡± Kayden stared blankly. ¡°A big one.¡± Kearney added. Always find time for a joke Kayden grew tired of the conversations and invited Kearney to explore the city a bit while the ladies talked like ¡°mature grownups¡±. There were details he didn¡¯t want to repeat or listen to all over again. ¡°So are you going to smother me with some Royal Cross propaganda?¡± Kayden joked as he opened the door for the Exorcist. ¡°I feel Amy is doing a better job at it than I am.¡± Kearney returned the witticism, ¡°I do want to know about Catherine.¡± ¡°An Exorcist interested in the opposite sex?¡± Kayden playfully gasped. ¡°You know what I meant.¡± ¡°She and I have a wonderful partnership going on, but in this job,¡± Kayden¡¯s mood shifted, ¡°Anything more can kill you. Do you have doubts about your partner?¡± ¡°She¡¯s actually a lot more than I hoped for,¡± Kearney sighed, ¡°But I feel I¡¯m way under-qualified to be helping her.¡± ¡°Trust me,¡± Kayden said, ¡°She¡¯s going to need you more than you think.¡± They stopped by a market where Kayden skipped toward the fountain drinks. He grabbed the biggest cup and filled it with Sir Fizzle with a hint of vanilla. ¡°What¡¯s all this stuff?¡± Kearney picked up a bag of Cheetos. ¡°That my good Exorcist,¡± Kayden popped the plastic lid, ¡°Is the fall of mankind.¡± ¡°You¡¯re joking.¡± ¡°Want to test me?¡± ¡°I¡¯d rather not.¡± Kearney tossed back the bag of chips and continued following Kayden, ¡°I always thought that the Hell Walker would be on top of a building destroying souls and not buying soft drinks at a store.¡± ¡°That¡¯s pretty gruesome,¡± Kayden walked up to the cashier, ¡°What made you guys think that I wouldn¡¯t enjoy a cold drink?¡± Kearney wasn¡¯t as tactical and cold as his partner, but even he expected a little bit of antagonism from the man that they claimed walked through the fires of Hell and was consumed by the evils inside. Instead, he¡¯s walking with a class clown who enjoyed vanilla-hinted drinks and possibly has a picture of a cat in his pocket. This made Kearney comfortable to an extent, but not enough to put his guard down. This was a change of pace from being with someone who refused to refuge inside a furnished apartment for the sake of the mission. He understood the pressures of being the top student since he technically is one, but he knew when it consumed him and when he slacked off. ¡°Hey,¡± Kayden snapped his fingers, ¡°Are you still here?¡± ¡°Yeah.¡± Kearney thought extremely hard about the situation, but he didn¡¯t think he actually spaced out. That was a rookie move and thankfully he wasn¡¯t in a battlefield. ¡°I bet you¡¯re wondering how I ended up here.¡± ¡°I¡¯m pretty sure I heard your story from three different mouths.¡± Kearney kicked a pebble in front of him. ¡°I wonder which one¡¯s the truth.¡± Kayden scoffed. A tap caught his attention causing him to look straight ahead. A man stood in front of them holding the rock Kearney kicked. ¡°Are you the one?¡± The man asked in a deep monotone. ¡°It was this guy,¡± Kayden pointed at Kearney without a hint of consideration, ¡°He has a thing for rocks.¡± ¡°What are you trying to do?¡± Kearney pushed Kayden. ¡°Obviously, you hit him with the rock,¡± Kayden jabbed his finger at Kearney¡¯s shoulder, ¡°Just say that you¡¯re sorry.¡± ¡°Are you the Hell Walker?¡± The man¡¯s voice grew more aggressive. ¡°I¡¯m sorry?¡± Kayden squinted his eyes in confusion. The man¡¯s arms developed in muscle with claws growing out from his fingertips. His teeth morphed into a sharper version along¡ªthis person was not human and he had a bone to pick with Kayden. The stranger dashed toward the pair with relentless speed and power. ¡°Shit!¡± Kearney tried to reach for his gun, but only to be swatted away from the man¡¯s brute force. He crashed into the wall next to him leaving a crater. Kearney struggled to get his breathing back. Kayden was punched straight to the face which sent him flying a few feet until he crashed into a parked car. His drink crashed back onto the floor with ice splattering all over the sidewalk. The force made his body leave enough damage to the car that it could be confused for a hit-and-run. The stranger dashed again to continue a flurry of punches toward the fallen Hell Walker. ¡°I expected a challenge!¡± The man¡¯s voice grew into a sinister growl. Two gunshots rang out with only one bullet hitting the stranger in the neck. He let out an inhuman howl, a shrieking, moaning sound. Support the creativity of authors by visiting the original site for this novel and more. ¡°And I expected to finish my drink,¡± Kayden punched the stranger with enough force to launch him backwards, ¡°Now we¡¯re both disappointed!¡± Kearney continued to shoot at the disturbing beast while Kayden drew out his panda lanyard. He flicked his wrist transforming it into the sword from before. The medic managed to get more hits onto the man, but he was still standing¡ªangry with Kearney in his crosshairs. Before he was able to leave a mark on him¡ªKayden interfered with a sword attack managing to cut off his arm. This angered the creature more who let out his shrieking howl and growing more in size. The hulking beast was now quicker and exponentially stronger than before. ¡°Uh¡let¡¯s go back.¡± Kayden holstered his blade. ¡°I totally agree--¡± Kearney didn¡¯t finish his sentence as he already made a run for it. Kayden didn¡¯t waste time arguing. His feet quickly met the ground and he sprinted away from the titan. Whenever the beast got close, he slammed onto the ground, but Kayden and Kearney jumped over the shockwaves to prevent getting tangled in a nasty death. ¡°Let¡¯s take the roofs!¡± Kearney suggested. He jumped onto a car and skillfully made it to a fire escape. Kayden followed suit, but using a shockwave to propel him to skip the climbing. ¡°Do you know any seals? Kayden breathlessly asked. ¡°No,¡± Kearney kept his sprint, ¡°We never learned them. The Royal Cross felt it brought evil to the academy.¡± ¡°Fine,¡± Kayden charged his arm with a blue energy and converted it into an orb, ¡°I hope this works.¡± The pair jumped to the next roof which gave Kayden the opportunity to throw the sphere at the monster. The blue energy zoomed to the creature, leaving a massive explosion. The pair smiled in victory, and their sprint began to slowly halt. ¡°Is he dead?¡± Kearney gasped. ¡°I don¡¯t know,¡± Kayden tried to breathe, ¡°Let¡¯s just get out of here.¡± Kearney skidded down the side of the building to the street below. He took a peek at the aftermath and noticed a silhouette standing still with red eyes glowing through the smoke. ¡°Kayden he¡¯s not--¡± The warning was slow since the hulking beast managed to jump up to the building before Kayden even prepared to jump down. ¡°Are you--¡± Kayden¡¯s remark was cut short as the demon¡¯s fist slammed him down to the roof causing a cave in. ¡°Kayden!¡± Kearney loaded up another clip and began firing into the rubble. He knew it wasn¡¯t enough, but he needed to buy him time. The dust of the debris cleared with the brute standing and holding Kayden by the throat. ¡°I told you I was sorry.¡± Kayden struggled to break free of his grasp. ¡°Valac doesn¡¯t have time for your petty jokes,¡± The creature growled, ¡°He just wants you dead!¡± ¡°For what,¡± Kayden gasped, ¡°Zare?! That little shit started it!¡± The stranger slammed Kayden back onto the ground with merciless force. ¡°You will not talk ill of the new prince!¡± The monster threw down more punches with power that shook the ground. Kearney couldn¡¯t figure out how Kayden managed to survive the abuse. Does he really have the power of the Devil?Kearney thought to himself. The abilities he possesses as well as his fighting prowess can be all marks of him being consumed by the evil, but maybe he just doesn¡¯t know it yet. Before he could complete his thinking, he noticed a blue energy glowing through the rubble. The blue light exploded in an extravagant fashion successfully pushing the demon back and even clearing some of the rubble. ¡°Run!¡± A worn-out Kayden fired more barrages of blue energy. He didn¡¯t wait to see the results and followed Kearney out of the area. He formed a line with his magic and created a wall to hopefully buy them some more time. The visceral strength of the demon still managed to get through the barrier and with the young men in his sights¡ªhe was confident in finishing the job. ¡°He¡¯s like a wolverine!¡± Kayden was amazed at his pigheadedness. ¡°Yeah,¡± Kearney agreed, ¡°A one-armed wolverine!¡± The pair managed to locate the record store, but the stranger was still behind them. Now with the whereabouts of their hideout, if they didn¡¯t stop him who knows if he¡¯ll bring back-up. The demon let out another punch onto the street causing a massive shockwave sending the duo into the record store. ¡°Let¡¯s go get the girls.¡± Kearney winced in pain. Kayden simply nodded in agreement. The Maid Amy stood outside of the record store face to face against the hulking hell spawn. Catherine stayed inside helping Kearney tend to their wounds. Amy didn¡¯t shake in fear, but with drive that she was going to put him down for good. She drew her pistol and waited for his first move. As she anticipated, his eagerness would make him lunge first and she rapidly fired her pistol into him. Each bullet made their mark, but they weren¡¯t enough to take him out. The giant stomped his way to Amy and returned a hit of his own sending the young exorcist toward the record store. The hit may have been fast, but her defenses were quicker. ¡°How is this guy powerful?¡± She turned to Kayden and Kearney, who just shrugged as they bandaged themselves up. Amy quickly dusted herself off and reached into a clip with a silver cross engraved across it. The bullets were crafted with silver from a holy cross and dipped in holy water¡ªthey were a gunslinger exorcist¡¯s trump card whenever normal bullets weren¡¯t enough. Since Kearney was a medic, he didn¡¯t have access to the bullets¡ªthis didn¡¯t stop Amy from giving him a clip. ¡°Make them count.¡± Amy cocked back her pistol and made her way back to the fray. The young men bit their tongues and limped their way behind her. The handicap was looking to their favor, but the strength of the beast could prove otherwise. ¡°Do you think you can stop us?¡± The stranger growled, ¡°We are forming an unstoppable army and soon heaven or hell won¡¯t be able to fight back!¡± ¡°You really think your ¡®King¡¯ Satan will let you do something this stupid?¡± Kayden said. ¡°My king is Valac!¡± The creature dropped his fist down to the trio, who all managed to jump out of the way. ¡°I¡¯ll suppress him,¡± Kayden pulled out his twin pistols, ¡°You guys focus on hitting any vital points with those bullets.¡± Kayden jumped around the demon while he fired his guns with inhuman speed and accuracy. The clips were reloaded as fast as he emptied them, but none was enough to stop the hulking demon. Amy and Kearney used the distraction to shoot at his spine, neck, and hand. The The narrative has been taken without authorization; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident.powerful shots were enough to leave wounds, but he quickly shrugged off the pain. ¡°Do you think that¡¯s enough to stop an enforcer of the almighty Valac?!" The demon¡¯s growl turned to snarling laugh. ¡°I thought you were his maid!¡± Kayden unsheathed his sword and jumped toward one of the wounds by his neck with his intent on opening the wound further. He drove his force downward with his sword deep inside the demon¡¯s spine. The snarling yell of pain echoed through the street. Something out of horror movies, but more amplified and disturbing. The sound didn¡¯t bother the trio, all it did was give them the good news that the hulking demon wasn¡¯t indestructible after all. Black blood poured out of the creature¡¯s body, limping toward Kearney who didn¡¯t hesitate to shoot his knees to prevent him from walking. The blessed bullets did enough damage to leave the brute regretting his choices. Amy pulled out two crosses from her holsters and revealed blades on their edges. She threw them with great power and accuracy, striking the behemoth in the neck. ¡°Leave him here,¡± Kayden walked up to the beast, ¡°As a message for his buddies.¡± The Hell Walker drew his sword and with lightning fast speed, he dashed toward his neck and sliced him. The attack was clean, precise, and the snarling quickly stopped. The attack didn¡¯t make the towering goliath look like he was decapitated until he finally fell. Kayden whipped the air to remove any leftover blood from his blade. ¡°What was that?¡± Amy holstered her gun. ¡°I don¡¯t know,¡± Kearney wiped his sweat, ¡°All we know is that he was under Valac¡¯s command.¡± ¡°This was your basic assassination.¡± Catherine walked out of the ruined record store. ¡°On us?¡± Kearney was shocked at the revelation. They were only in the city for a day and a half to be considered a viable threat. ¡°You¡¯re so precious,¡± Kayden sarcasm was still intact, ¡°It¡¯s on me.¡± ¡°Is it because of the whole Zare in the barn incident?¡± Catherine asked. ¡°No,¡± Kayden looked at the dead demon, ¡°This is beyond personal.¡± Family Reunion