The massive battle begins; Part three.

[rory_the_rage]

Justin and I weren't exactly the best of friends. I had planned on killing him earlier this evening. He had let my Brandy die on the cruiseliner coming back to England from the States, and that was unacceptable, and not only because I still harbored feelings for Adria after twenty years, but because it went against the demon code. Not lifting a

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[no_fear_justin]

The amount of demons was beyond me. While living my whole life until three weeks ago in the States, I had seldom seen any demons that weren’t vampires. On the rare occasions where Brandy, Adria and I had gone to Miami or New Orleans, there were various other demons and there were occasionally werewolves, but what I was looking at couldn’t be remotely real

[rory_the_rage]

Not that I was bloody adverse to a good fight, but Justin’s brilliant plan was simply to start attacking he demons from behind. That would only work on a couple of them, but as I hesitated, I was gripped with a serious clutching in the chest, akin to grief and knew that this was what we were meant to do. I didn’t believe that we would be foisted into bloody danger to die, after someone, like God, up above, had put us back on the Earth when if you looked at the nature of our death’s, we should already be dead

[no_fear_justin]

So far, we had each broken the necks of three demons and it amazed me that none of the demons in front of them, who would be next to have their necks broken, had turned around to realize the danger that they were in. It was like they had a purpose, and it had to be the reason that they were advancing up this street with so much anger. I wished I knew what that reason was, but until we got closer, thinning the heard along the way, I had every intention of snapping necks, without throwing a punch or having to block any

[rory_the_rage]

When the brilliant light stopped the demons, while we were bloody well killing two more making ten of them dead, I was stopped by the light in the very same way that the demons in front of us were, which made them turn back and look at us killing their brethren, or fellow killing machines, or bloody whatever you wanted to call them