(a/n: here you go, a new story. Enjoy!)
Hellfire
Chapter 1
The night was darker then any other night, the once clear sky was blotted out any moon or starlight with thick dark clouds.
The wind howled loudly, whipping up fallen leaves from the ground sending them skittering across the open doorway into the gothic building of St. Mary's Convent.
Large oak doors were left to creak open and shut, letting in the cold autumn wind and other things of the night.
The demon Azazel strolled through the silent marble halls, holding a dagger that was covered in ruby colored liquid. In fact the demon himself was covered in blood, staining his vessels priest robes. His yellow eyes gleamed in the candlelight. He had finished killing off eight nuns, in order to unlock the final seals. Azazel stopped in front of the stone alters, where the last of his victims was placed.
He had stalked through the halls making sure he had eliminated the last of the people who were in the convent. "Azazel" whispered a soft voice that drifted through the silence "Azazel" the demon closed his eyes and listened to the voice.
The voice was familiar, it sounded very distant as if it were coming from the center of the planet, he saw that the mutilated body that was sprawled out on the alter shifted a little and the woman's mouth had moved "I'm here, father speak to me", he muttered.
"Azazel, my son, you have done well" said the voice of his master which emanated from the corpse "The time is coming soon, I am almost free. I need you to free Lilith, she is the key" Azazel nodded "Yes father, I will find her and free her"
"And find a special child, he is the one to kill Lilith and break the seals" hissed his father Azazel grinned "Yes father, as you wish" "Don't fail me" then their was silence. Azazel took a deep breath; he had actually spoken to him. The father of all demons, his creator and he was tasked to free him, and he won't fail, he silently promised.
He turned and made his way into the hall but he heard, in the distance, the front doors of the convent creak open followed by hushed voices; Azazel narrowed his eyes and he melted back into the shadows of the dark hallways and waited to observe the interlopers.
The first thing he noticed about them was their stench, to him they reeked of Pagan magic, mostly Olympian, and secondly their shirts were purple and had the words "Camp Jupiter" written on them.
Azazel snarled and forced himself not to attack the children. There are two things in the whole universe that Azazel hated more then the Archangels and that thing is Pagan Gods and their bratty half-breed children, heck he would rather work with an angel then be in the same room as those so-called demigods.
In the old days he and many other demons would skin them and wear them as coats. Now in modern times, demons would just ignore them because their ever so arrogant parents are watching over them, enforcing the damn peace agreement. Many bad memories popped up in his mind and he snarled some more then he realized something that made him smile a nasty smile.
The Olympian Gods made a pact with God and his Angels that if any demigod set foot in their territory again without any permission, for example a convent, church or anywhere that is owned and occupied by their followers, then there would be dire consequence and the Olympians cannot interfere.
If they do then it would mean war with Heaven. The last one almost ravaged the planet and Olympus was almost brought to its knees because Michael himself was the one leading the charge with his brothers and they had Heaven's full power backing them with legions of Heaven's finest soldiers.
Hell didn't take part in the conflict but they were attacked by Olympus occasionally and they struck back against Olympus in the cruelest ways, while they observed Olympus's weaknesses.
Now a days both Heaven and Hell are back to fighting each other without any interference from the Olympians. Azazel looked up at the ceiling smiling and muttered, "Well if I have to, I will enforce the law, don't worry I'll get rid of the vermin for you, free of charge" he began stalking his prey.
There were three of them, a boy and two girls. The boy looked the eldest; he was large and had straw colored hair and blue eyes, the girl was a little younger then him and she had dark colored hair and dark eyes, lastly the last girl was the youngest, she had brown hair and light colored eyes. The trio tiptoed through the threshold and into the entrance hall.
The two eldest had their hands on their weapons, ready for a fight but so far everything was quiet.
"We should leave" whispered the youngest named Lucy "I've got a bad feeling about this place"
"Well what do you suggest, sleeping out in the cold" hissed the boy named Paul "Besides this is a convent, nothing to worry about I'm sure they'll be nice enough to give us direction to the nearest town".
The other girl named Anne shuddered as the cold wind brushed through the hall and said hoarsely "Lucy's right, something about this place feels off". There were some faint sounds, like metal scraping rock. The sounds emanated from an open doorway that leads deeper into the convent, the trio stayed close together, Paul and Anne drew their swords, short swords that had golden blades.
Lucy pulled out a golden dagger from her pocket her hands trembled as they made there way through the dark hall, their weapons illuminated the hall with a faint gold glow but the light barely pierced the darkness. They reached the end of the hall that had a large wooden door that was slightly ajar, Paul pushed it open with one hand, he and the others kept their weapons ready as they entered the room. What they saw made them all turn as white as sheets.
The light from their weapons revealed that in the center of the room was a stone alter and on it was a horribly mutilated corpse of a woman, she looked barley recognizable and she was covered from head to toe with horrible slashes and stab wounds. Paul covered his mouth in horror "W-what happened?" Anne tried to keep herself from vomiting and Lucy started backing out of the room but she bumped into something solid.
She looked up and saw it was a man in bloodstained priest robes "Oh my goodness what have we here?" he asked softly.
She was about to tell him but all that came out of her mouth was a squeak, she saw that his eyes were unnaturally yellow that had a faint luminous glow to them.
Lucy just pointed at his eyes wheezing "E-eyes!" Paul and Anne turned around and saw the priest's eyes, which caused them to raise their weapons to the stranger.
The priest just rolled his eyes and flicked his wrists, sending their weapons flying from their hands and into his, the trio looked shocked while the bloodstained priest just grinned sadistically "Now children shouldn't play with big boy toys" he just tossed the weapons aside.
Paul scowled "What are you?" the priest looked offended "Haven't you're parents told you stories about me and my kind?" the trio just gave him blank looks, he sighed shaking his head "What do they teach kids in school these days?" he just straightened his robes and said "Anyway that doesn't matter, you're going to be dead in a few seconds" "Not likely" snarled Paul.
Paul ran at the priest and tried to punch the man in the jaw but suddenly his fist stopped a few inches from the man's jaw.
Paul tried to move but he couldn't, the priest just wagged his finger in a disapproving manner "Now that's not polite, now sit down for a few minutes sport" he made a flicking motion with his finger sending Paul soaring across the room in a blur of speed, he disappeared from the faint glow of the weapons, he soared across the room and there was a loud crack and a thud.
Anne and Lucy looked at where Paul disappeared in shock "Paul?" Anne called in a shaky voice but there was no answer.
The Priest frowned "Aw, that's a shame that boy had the right idea" he turned his attention to the two girls and said, "Ok now lets get down to business".
Anne nodded to Lucy and Lucy darted towards the weapons while Anne tried to tackle the Priest.
The Priest was slightly surprised but he anticipated it, Anne stopped in midair and he flicked his wrist, the corpse on the altar was flung out of the way while the girl was flung across the room and landed on the alter.
The priest just strolled towards the altar, the girl tried getting up but she was stuck to the altar "Now this is disappointing" he said sadly "I really expected more from Demigods, especially Roman Demigods but you know what"
"What?" whimpered the girl. The Priest growled in a low voice "I've always hated Romans" he raised a hand but he stopped, he felt a light sting but the sting faded as quickly as it had happened.
He looked down at his chest and sticking out of it was a short golden blade, he turned and saw Lucy looking surprised "W-what? You should be dead!" the priest just looked annoyed, he grabbed the blade and pulled it all the way through his chest.
The Priest just held the sword in his hand, he examined it a little "Funny little things aren't they, they don't work on humans, they barely have any affect on me or my kin, it affects you're parents but I wonder, dose it work on you?" he grinned "Lets find out!" he spun around and stabbed the golden blade through Anne's heart.
Anne screamed in pain, the priest just giggled and twisted the blade a little and Anne went limp.
Lucy trembled and started staggering away from the wicked priest, who just started advancing towards her in small steps his yellow eyes giving a faint glow in the dark. She picked up her dagger and held it in front of her, the priest just looked amused, she turned and ran out of the room.
Lucy ran down the dark hall till she reached the main entrance, she glanced back to see if he was following but she didn't see him chase after her. She kept running till she ran into something solid and fell to the ground. Lucy looked up and saw that it was the Priest who just snickered "Too slow!".
The Priest leaned towards her, Lucy just lay there on the cold floor, she squeezed her eyes shut and waited for death.
But death didn't come, she just felt a light pat on the head, she opened her eyes and saw that the yellow eyed priest was kneeling beside her and he was patting her head, he smiled tauntingly "well kid it was fun, but I gotta jet" he stood and started walking out the doors.
The priest stopped and turned back to her, he stared at her with his piercing yellow eyes and grinned "I'll see ya around kid" he then walked off into the cool, starless night leaving the young demigod trembling on the cold marble floor.
End of chapter 1
(a/n: what do you think? anyway review.)