A low growl escaped the lips of a short, dirty blond haired male as he descended down his basement stairs which opened to a large room with a hand drawn symbol in the very middle.
"Mafia connections...tch, I highly doubt such wankers could even hold a gun!" He snapped, glaring as he grabbed a large book from a nearby shelf and flipped through the pages quickly. He moved over to stand in front of the large symbol, taking a deep breath before reciting one of the spells that he seemed to be using quite often as of late.
Some people did not believe in magic, or if they did, did not train themselves to use it; but, the Kirkland's were raised on magic and Arthur was not about to take the knowledge he learned growing up and just throw it away like common trash. He expanded his knowledge an built on it, always using it around the house just so he would not forget the basics. Hatefully, he did sometimes use it on his fellow classmates. To neither kill nor physically harm them, but merely to taunt them or something of the sort.
No, he never wished harm on another human being...until maybe now...
'Those damn Italians...always either goofing or mouthing off...!' Arthur thought angrily as the symbol began to glow a soft greenish colour, 'It isn't not gonna be much...maybe just a small illness, nothing major'
He continued to chant the spell, only stopping when the symbol began to glow a dark blood red colour which worried him. He checked the spell again, but could not figure out why it would glow such a bloody colour. He faced the bookshelf, searching for a book that would explain what was going on or give him any information on what he did wrong.
Arthur spun around quickly as a loud clank of metal hitting the floor caught his attention, dropping the book he had held in his hand. His eyes grew wide as a creature crawled out from the ground, head covered by a large pyramid which seemed to be bolted into his back to keep it in place. The creature used the great sword it carried to heave its self out of the ground, groaning deeply as it did so.
Arthur swallowed hard, taking a step away from the monster and towards the stairs leading up to his dining room. The monster took notice, shoving the sword in Arthur's direction as a signal to stop.
Arthur listened, if only for the simple fact that maybe if he did then he would not get killed, trembling in fear as the creature lowered the sword but began to slowly make its way to him. It dragged the sword behind him and along the ground, causing a loud scraping sound to fill the room which only seemed to cause Arthur's heart to beat faster against his ribcage.
The creature stopped just arm's length away from Arthur, letting out a deep groan like sigh as it drove its great sword into the wall directly next to Arthur's skull barely missing him. This action caused Arthur's heart to skip nearly five beats, eyes wide as the pyramid headed creature thrusted its arm out towards him and grabbed him by the front of his shirt.
He inhaled sharply, mind going blank before all the events of the past week seemed to pass by so quickly before everything went black as Arthur passed out. The pyramid headed creature seemed to grumble something; but, it only came out as demonic gibberish as it slowly made its way back to the, still glowing red, symbol with Arthur still in his grasp.
The creature paused for a moment, seemingly thinking over what it would do next, holding the limp body of the British male in front of him as a black pit appeared out of nowhere inside the symbol.
The pit expanded its self until it reached the creature's feet, a small black flame coming from the edges. The creature glanced into it before tossing the unconscious male into the dark pit, waiting for a few seconds before disappearing into the pit himself.
Arthur let out a loud groan as he sat up, holding his head in pain with his eye sight blurred. He winced as his back cracked, leaning against a wall before using it to help himself up. He blinked a few times to clear his vision, glancing around and scanning the area.
"Where am I…?" Arthur wondered out loud, rubbing his head in pain. He looked down at himself, seeing that he was covered in ash, dirt, and maybe even a little snow.
"Snow…? But its summer…" He looked up at the sky, a snow flake landing on his cheek. He tensed up slightly as a scream floated through the area, followed by the scent of blood.
"What-" Arthur quickly turned in the direction the scream came from, unmoving as he heard movement.
It was getting closer.
"Are you alright? I heard-" He paused as the creature came into view, taking a step back. The creature could almost pass for human, if not for the horrid face of it and the obvious signs of decay covering the whole body. It also seemed to walk with a slight limp, carrying a bloody knife in its right hand.
Arthur took another step back as it got closer, breaking out into a run in the opposite direction as the nurse like creature went for a strike with the knife it held. Arthur continued to run until he was met with a wall, panting heavily as he leaned against it. He ran a hand through his hair, eyes half lidded as he glanced up at the sky again.
"What have I gotten myself into…?" He asked to no one in particular, letting out a sigh as hopped off the wall and continued to walk down the road. He let his hand slid along the wall, not being able to see as it soon become foggy. He stopped as he heard some static, glancing around before spotting a small walky-talky hanging from a fence post. He scanned the area for any monsters that might attack him before making his way over to the small radio, gently removing it from the post. He examined it closely, frowning as he noticed it was broken. He was about to toss it to the side, stopping as the static got louder. He managed to dodge an attack from another creature, to busy running away from it to get a good look at it. He was panting heavily, gripping the radio tightly as he realized that it might be able to keep him alive.