Chapter 1: Christmas' Eve
"Is it really that bad to celebrate your birthday huh, Enma?" Fumiyuki Yukine asked Enma Seijuro. Yukine is a slim and tall highschool student who is enrolled to the same school as Enma. He has chestnut hair and with brown eyes that girls would die for but for Enma Seijuro, a black haired student with eyebags growing under his eyes from staying up all night from gaming, and a built that suggest he never enjoyed gym class.
"Yeah because who cares anyways? Why care if I celebrate? To celebrate what? The death of my parents when I was born?" bitterly retorted by Enma.
"I know it's the death anniversary of your parents but come on! They brought you to life and was delivered successfully. Just celebrate this year with us for once, and if you celebrate we will never celebrate your birthday ever!" Yukine said with a grin.
"Yeah you said that last year and the last last year and so on, ever since you found out my birthday and if I refuse, I won't hear the end of this am i?"
"Yes! Like last year!" and Yukine's success was obtained. The two teenagers went down the stairs.
When the two arrived at the kitchen, the banner was already hanged, the cake was burning and the foods, prepared by Mrs. Akamura, the old land lady of the boarding house and Enma's guardian, was already set up.
"You knew I will agree didn't you?" Enma punched the shoulder of Yukine and Yukine answered with a smile.
The party went on but unknown to them, Pale Rider with his motorcycle of Death just stopped in front of the boarding house and from his back were thousands of demon riders ready to be commanded by their leader.
Pale Rider is the sign of a reaper at the far southern of America, and was depicted as riding a skeletal horse but through the years, Pale Rider is now riding his silver motorcycle and fueled by the millions of damned souls of Hell. Pale Rider's face is hidden beneath a white hood and he was wearing white cowboy attire.
"Boys! It is time for you to make our lord proud! Release the dog!" Pale rider laughed and the last of the pack released the most vicious monster in myths. "Release the ultimate bloodhound! Cerberus!" Pale Rider shouted through the hoard and with the answering triple roar of the monster and the screams of the demons that are trampled by the beast signed the arrival of Death.
Inside the boarding house, Enma was about to blow the candles from his birthday cake when they heard a collective blood curling screams that Enma stopped.
"What was that?" a male dorm mate asked but the others just stared blankly because whatever made those screams sent chills to their spines.
"Let's see what it is," Mrs. Akamura offered and she went to the doorstep followed by two other dorm mates but as they opened door, it blasted and from the door to the kitchen sent blisters and debris of the porch.
"What happened?!" Enma roared in a desperate cry. When they looked what happened, they saw it. Towering about 21 feet with three slobbering heads and the center head with glistening black fur and a spiked covered collar, and with fiery red eyes, held on its mouth was the arm of Mrs. Akamura and the two other heads has the two other dorm occupants screaming to help them.
All the three remaining teenagers able to do were just to look at the three headed monster that was now swallowing the remains of their friends and like-a-mother figure to everyone that they've known. As the three-headed finished up its dinner, it spits out the remaining bones and the meat that emanates a combination of melted rubber and rancid meat odor.
"Good dog. Sick the rest except the one that is emanating a faint aura of a demon because our boss wants him," ordered Pale Rider with a pat of his bony hand on the paw of the monster.
With lightning speed of a paw, Enma is snatched up and is now hanging from the mouth of the middle dog's head while the two others are making a crunching sound inside the two other heads. All Enma could do was listen to the muffled screams of his dorm mates. With a whiff of the three headed dog's breath, Enma's brain turned off and now swinging unconsciously between the fangs of the three headed dog.
"Good dog. Now let's go back to the Netherworld, Riders! Shadow travel now!" and with that the riders and the three-headed dog now disappeared through the shadows before the army of angels arrived.
"General Michael! There are no one left from the dorm and the demons have now disappeared!" reported an armor clad angel. "Casualties are unrecognizable and the dribble from the bones are registered from a monster dog. Highly likely it came from the demon dog, Cerberus."
"Curse the damned! The devils have beaten us to him!" Michael Archangel bit his lip, he was a handsome guy with golden hair that flows with the wind and was wearing the traditional wear of an archangel and the sword in his belt sits on its scabbard.
"Should I send word to the Almighty?"
"No, He already knows and I know he already sent Gabriel to the Netherworld to break our prisoner out of the Castle of the Damned."