Not Anymore
Diablo, The Lord of Terror, lay there on his bed in Hell. He was unusually bored lately and his brothers always bossing him around and getting pissy when he tried to do something he wanted. He wasnt the happiest Lord of Terror and usually he would go kill lesser demons to make him feel better but he felt as if it was getting old. I mean it was always fun to stare at the demon and make him shit his pants. Diablo fed from this before ripping the small demon piece by piece. Not today, he just wasn't feeling it. He lay there on his surprisingly soft silk bed. He sat with his back against the headboard and his legs crossed. For The Lord of Terror he liked to think of himself as classy and elegant. He had pictures of demons everywhere on the walls. They were demons that he didnt know, that he did know, and even some he killed personally. He had marble floors that were stained by the occasional demon alerting him of anything that happens. He always got mad at that because he could perfectly hear them from the door. Still they did it, the lesser demons werent the smartest by any means but they were disposable. He decided to get off his ass and "visit" the dreadful Human World, or known as "Earth". Baal looked up at him from the war room table and said "Just where and the Hell are you going Diablo?" The Irony in that sentence sinked into him but he sucked down his sarcastic comments and simply said "Out" With that he was gone and headed to the portal.
Rose was coming down the stairs and headed to the Inn's bar. She hadn't had a very nice day since she was tailed for over an hour by some shady character. She might have almost been raped. She chuckled at that thought both for its irony and she used almost lightly because the guy barely got his unmentionables out to try and take advantage of her before she turned around and knocked him out. She wasn't going to take shit here. Even if this was Kurast, a town near the very epicenter of demon activity. She was an Angel but, she kept that to herself because she knew the kind of attention that would bring both from the locals and the demons. She didn't need that drawn to her. She sat at the bar not ordering anything. She didn't want to drink so early in the morning but, she just wanted the newest gossip and knews. Nothing to interesting so far, but as soon as she thought this two bulky men that looked to be hunters. She saw their faces and immediately got the feeling of disappointment. "Theres no fucking game lately..." The bearded one on the left said to the bartender. "Theres something strange going on in that forest and I don't think its regular demon strange... Somethings out there" The smaller one with no beard said. He had a certain uneasyness about it. "I agree with you ol' friend." the bearded one said. They both went to the bar and sat down. Just then she felt a strong presence in the atmosphere. She didn't know what it was but it gave her a flash of horror in her. Something just entered the Human World and it wasnt from heaven.