Angels and demons (Closed)

[Poprockz]

"Drake... Hm. Cats are usually more trouble than they're worth." Though she said this dismissively, one might be able to discern that she was secretly pleased that the cat had come to her. Her demeanor shifted to a pleased one and she reached up and used one of her fingers to gently scratch the cat's chin. She could never get over how fuzzy and soft they could be.

"Anyway, I am Captain Estrania De Lange. You may call me Captain De Lange, or simply "Captain. Come, I'll see about getting us some volunteers." With a beckon of her finger, she exited the room, intent on heading to the courtyard where some of the lower level demons liked to train. As she walked in front of him, her stride was prideful and full of purpose, yet her hips still had an alluring sway to them to anyone foolish enough to look.

They traversed the castle's maze-like halls until they reached their destination, upon which time she called out to the nearby demons. "I need six volunteers to play witch hunt with this human. Any volunteers?"

Several demons looked over and sized him up, debating on whether they wanted to gangbang this human into a fiery demise. The fact that he was with her, the demon put in charge of the rejects meant that he was likely a weak one, but rumors had spread about the disintegration of the rest of her unit, and many of them had their curiosity piqued.

One of them stepped forward with a malicious grin. "Sure, but what's a game without a prize? If we win, I want to eat that ass like it's dinner and fuck that ass as dessert. Whaddaya say, Cap?"

Her lip curled in disgust. As if she would consent to letting such a lowly, cowardly demon do such things. "What do you say to my foot so far up your ass that the angels will wonder why my bloody heel is in their domain?"

 

[JadeKnight]

He chuckled for a moment at her comment about cats being trouble.

"What some call trouble is just them having fun. They are pretty smart as well."

He followed after her, but his demeanor was not that of being the timid boy he had been earlier. No, he felt more uplifted in things somehow. He wasn't exactly feeling like he was on cloud nine or the like, but more confident. He did take in their surroundings as he followed after her, occasionally watching her move as well. While most of her screamed mighty bitch, there was just that little need to be noticed the right way he could pick up on.

When they reached the courtyard, Drake leaped down to the ground. He wasn't the least bit scared of the demons, his tail whisking slowly back and forth as he sat in front of Senji. Senji smirked a little at the exchange between Estrania and the demon. Deciding egg things on a bit, he spoke up.

"Why not Captain? If they lose, they can all become a forever scratching post to Drake? Hmm..Not just a scratching post but the litterbox as well?"

He knew it was probably going to upset her, but he figured that testing the waters was going to be the best way to figure her out. Or even get the upper hand on her. Even the way he spoke, the confidance in his voice could be taken in by all. Drake joined in by hissing at the demon and pawing at the air with one paw.

 

[Poprockz]

Some unknown demon in the back could be heard saying, "oh my god, it's fucking adorable!" While another, presumably the demon's friend quickly hissed, "shut up!"

He was given a glare from Estrania. The impertinence of this human... Sure he was confident enough to put her well-being and comfort on the line, the little shit. But he had literally no consequences if he lost other than possibly being a bit burnt and beat up, which didn't count as a game penalty. However, a thought occurred to her, and her lips twisted up into a cruel smile.

"So confident, hm? Let's see you put your money where your mouth is." She turned back to the demon and crossed her arms. "Tell you what. I'll give you one night of sexual gratification with me and with Senji if you win. If you lose though... it will be as he said. You will be contractually obligated to let that cat piss, shit, and scratch you whenever it desires to do so."

Lifting her arms she made a few gestures in the air that left blazing trails of glowing red. When finished, it formed a complicated-looking runic symbol which spat out a glowing fire-wreathed contract. She sliced her thumb with one of her nails and pressed it against the paper, leaving her own mark upon it and looking expectantly at any who dared enter into the agreement.

 

[JadeKnight]

He blinked for a moment at her suggested offer of a prize. He did understand part of why she upped things, but he was pretty sure that if the demons had won, he was most likely already be dead. He highly doubted they would keep him alive long enough to use him before she upped things. True, it would now make things a little harder, for the demons at least. Though he didn't show it, he hoped whoever had given him access to this strange system knew what they were doing.

"Hmm..well since you put it that way. Fine, let's get this over with. Let's make things more interesting and pull in six more of your buddies."

He moved over to her and the contract she had taken up. He was second-guess himself for a moment, taking the knife from her and cutting tip of a finger. As he pressed his thumb against the paper, he almost swore that Drake was grinning. The cat reached his front paws forward on the ground, arching his back in the air. After a moment, he turned and leaped up on Senji's shoulder as if to say he was ready as well.

 

[Poprockz]

Six more demons came to sign the pact with a bloody thumbprint, one or two of them leering at Senji while giving him a once over. One of them even commented, "I'm going to look forward to getting my cock sucked by the two of you's."

"I bet you are," Estrania answered dryly. "Being fuck-ugly doesn't lead to too many blowjobs, I imagine."

The demon shot her a glare and walked away grumbling under his breath.

Soon the contract was full, the thing glowing before disappearing in a snap of flame to be stored in the great vault of the Hells. She was satisfied with this. If worst came to worst, she would spend a night being fucked with her subordinate, and then she would proceed to make his life as torturous as was within her power to do. It wasn't a true penalty, merely a consequence of his brash actions. If he won though... Now that would be interesting indeed.

"Alright, the rules are these: No demons can intentionally kill the human, but it is fair game for the human to kill, maim, or render any participating demon unconscious. The human can be injured as long as it's not a mortal injury or a dismembering of a limb. Tie him to the post, and set the post on fire, and it's a win for the demon team. All demons incapacitated puts a win for the human. We will start when each party reaches their opposite ends of the courtyard."

 

[JadeKnight]

Senji took a deep breathe for a moment, watching the gang of demons move away from him. The one who was doing all the leading was a tall, 8 foot brute of a demon. He was very muscular and bulky, two curved horns sticking out from his temples. They seemed to take their time setting up a large pole, three of the smaller demons putting a large tree trunk in the ground. The large demon seemed to decide it was time to attack, turning with a roar and charging towards the young man.

He wasn't completely sure why, but things went wierd for him. The world seemed to slow down, moving at half speed. Also, although he didn't ask, Drake launched himself from the ground past the charging demon. The cat's targets were the six other demons, hissing as he joined the battle. Senji realized he didn't have his kendo stick with him, figuring that it had been added to his inventory stash. Now was a good time as any to see if he could pull an item from the stash without interacting with the windows. As he moved his right arm out to the side in a sweeping motion, he thought about drawing his kendo stick. At the same time, he closed his hand as if grasping at the hilt of it. Almost immediately he felt something solid in his grasp. The kendo stick appeared, but materialized as if several artists were drawing it into existance in a matter of a few seconds.

The demon was almost at him, fists raised above his head to bring them down like a hammer on Senji. The knedo stike was not made for stabbing, so Senji did what it was designed to, strike. He brought the kendo stick tip down on the demon's head like a lovetap, the result immediate. There was a wide eye look from the demon as he foundt himself poised like a statue, his combined balled fists inches from Senji's head.

Drake had leapt onto the smallest of the demons, scratching and biting at it's face. The cat leapt away towards the other small demon as there was an attempt to grab him by the first. Senji skirted around the big boy, running at the two smaller and closet demons, dropping the kenod stick. The stick disappeared before it reached the ground. Drake had been a great distraction, letting Senji get within range quickly. His hands and forearms were engulfed by a blue shimmering just before he shoved his hands towards the imps, gliding through their skulls like butter. They were ignited in blue flames a second later. Senji's kill counter ticked to 2 of 5.

Meanwhile, Drake was having fun with the two demons that had decided to focus on him. He hissed and clawed at both of them, leaping between them. He had managed to claw their eyes out, leaving them to flail around while still trying to capture him. Drake phased into one, leaving only his claws solid. After tearing around among all the squishy bits, the demon dropped to the ground from all the damage. Drake switched over to the other one, doing the same. Once he was done, the cat flew over to the paralyzed demon, being solid and siting on it's head. Senji's kill counter ticked over to 4 of 5.

The last two demons left were a pair of tall and lanky ones, but they seemed to be confused on what to do now. They stood slacked jawed for a few moments, staring at the scene in front of them. They weren't quite expecting what had happened to happen. One decided to turn and run while the other one took a running start at Senji. Senji just stood there, curious as to what the demon was going to try. The demon tried to tackle the young man, succeeding to grappling him. However, Senji stood his ground without getting moved. Although his biceps had gotten pinned in a bear hug, he was able to move his forearms. He shifted his arms up and clasped his hands over the demon's face, catching it off-guard. With a little bit of effort, the demon's head was forced backwards beyond a ninety degree angle to snap it's neck. The demon fell limp to the ground as Senji's kill counter ticked to 5 of 5, Mission Complete.

 

[Poprockz]

"Impressive..." She murmured to herself as she witnessed what unfolded.

The human seemed to have a true killing instinct, though not the sort that led to rampaging and gore. This was the quiet sort of deadliness that created no room for remorse or doubt- a pragmatism that was arguably more dangerous. A lot of humans balked at the idea of taking lives, or would have been haunted by the ones he had extinguished previously, but so far he seemed unbothered. Humans might call it "sociopathy" while demons would call it a leadership trait.

When assessing people, she tended to score people higher based on special abilities, mental fortitude, adaptability, and intellect. One could be as strong as a dragon, but if they were as dumb as a bag of bricks it left one open to a pitiful death. That was one of the reasons that dragons were so fearsome; not only were they large and strong, but they were also wise and cunning creatures with various skills.

Senji seemed to have several of those traits, and thus she was starting to think to herself that he was actually a diamond in the rough. He was quick, decisive, and ruthless. Not to mention those interesting magic abilities of his. Based on her observations, he was either using dimensional doors to pull his weapon from a physical location in his own plane, or he was privy to his own dimensional pocket of some sort. Such a thing was practically unheard of, so she assumed the former. One couldn't simply create a dimension specifically for one's own items- it was absurd.

"Fleeing counts as incapacitation, so the match has been decided," she spoke up, walking into the ring. "Senji is the winner of this bout, and thus claims the right for the cat accompanying him to scratch, shit, and piss on the remaining two demons as it pleases." The woman smirked and added, "good work. Come, let's get you something to eat. You must be hungry." She assumed so, at least. He hadn't actually eaten since he had been taken about a day ago.