Based on the characters' in Demons.
Galvin makes a deal with an evil half-life, keeping Mina, Luke and Ruby safe. But at what cost?
Disclaimer- I do not own Demons or the characters in this story. Shame!
DEMONS
Deal With The Devil
Chapter 1
There had been five brutal murders in the City in less than a month. Rupert Galvin had an idea of who was responsible, if he told the Police they would lock him up and throw away the key. He headed for the Stacks where Mina, Luke and Ruby were waiting for him.
He walked down the stone steps and headed for the coffee machine. Taking a cup, he poured a large measure of whisky into it before sitting down. Luke and Ruby were laughing at some rude poem that had been sent to her mobile phone. Mina was putting a book back onto a shelf. She walked over to the table and sat down opposite him.
'Rupert is something wrong?' She could now sense his moods, she wasn't sure how it had happened but it made her feel closer to him, so she never questioned her feelings.
He looked up and took a drink before answering. 'I think Elizabeth Stone is in town and she's been very busy'
Both Luke and Ruby looked up. 'Who is Elizabeth Stone?' Ruby asked.
Galvin stood up and began to pace the room. 'She is the most beautiful… evil, sadistic half-life there is.'
'Oh' Ruby sat back in her chair.
Luke watched as Galvin paced. 'So what is she a vampire a…?'
Mina swallowed hard. 'The truth is Luke; we don't know what she is.'
Galvin continued.' She can walk through walls, cause intense pain with the click of her fingers; she's as quick as a vampire on speed. The five murders that have been in the news I think she's the killer.'
'So you've met her before then?' Luke was intrigued now.
'Oh yeah. I tried shooting her, stabbing, a stake through the heart, even Holy water. All it did was piss her off.'
'Yes and Rupert spent three weeks in the hospital after that encounter.' Mina answered, feeling a chill go through her as the memory of that terrible time came into her mind. It had haunted hers dreams for weeks after, finding Rupert and thinking he was dead.
Ruby was watching Galvin she had never seen him look so…uptight.
'She just let you go then?'
Galvin nodded. 'Yes, I have no idea why. But we can't grade and smite this one. She's been around for about two hundred years at least that's what she told me. Maybe she feeds on the victim's fear I don't know. But she kills in brutal ways. Some times, she drinks the victim's blood like a vampire, or she chokes them slowly. Depends on her mood I suppose. '
'So what do we do?' Luke asked.
'I honestly don't know.' Galvin sat down beside him. 'We need to do as much research as we can. We need to go through every single book in the stacks till we come up with something.' Both Ruby and Luke groaned.
'Why don't we just leave her be and hope she goes away?' Ruby said flippantly.
Galvin slammed his cup on the table. 'People are dying Ruby. We have to find away of getting rid of her, for good this time.'
As Galvin walked to his car, he had an intense feeling of being watched. Turning he scanned the road; the night was still no one around. It was quiet. Just as he opened the door of the car, a woman appeared beside him. She was perhaps twenty years old, with short-cropped blonde hair. Wearing a long black leather coat. She smiled at him.
'Hello Mr. Galvin.'
'Hello Layla. What are you doing here?'
'My mistress wishes to see you.'
'Well you can tell your mistress to kiss my ass!' He got into the car.
'That is not very polite; you will make her angry if you do not return with me.' Layla was still smiling.
'If she wants me then she can come and find me herself, tell her majesty that!'
Galvin drove off, heading for his hotel. He looked into his mirror the girl had gone.
After taking off his shoes and tie Galvin lay on the bed. He drank more whisky and was feeling its effects. He was just falling into a light sleep, when the room suddenly felt very cold. The widow opened the curtains flapped in the cold breeze. Galvin sat up and saw a figure standing by the bed.
She was a vision of beauty, her long black hair cascading down her back. Her dark eyes watching him, a smile playing on her full, sensuous, red lips. She sat down on the bed beside him. His heart was pounding, mostly from fear but there was something else. He moved to sit up, her hand was on his chest and she pushed him gently back down.
'I sent Layla for you.' Her voice had a deep husky tone, her accent he had never been able to place, but it was very seductive. Her hand was still resting on his chest. 'I was very annoyed when you did not come to me.'
He shrugged.' Now you're here what do you want?' His voice had a confidence he didn't feel. He was sure his heart was going to jump through his chest any moment.
She smiled.' You are coming with me Rupert Galvin to a place where we won't be disturbed and we can have our little chat.' Her eyes seemed to glow he was mesmerised by them. He felt a slight dizziness he couldn't keep his eyes open. Willing himself to stay awake, he gradually lost the battle. He was then aware of hands lifting him off the bed, the feeling of being carried... then nothing.
When Galvin returned to consciousness, the first thing he was aware of was the ache in his shoulders. Slowly opening his eyes, he saw candles hundreds of them. They gave off plenty of light, making the room a warm amber colour. He tried to move his arms, realising his hands were captives in iron manacles that were chained to the wall behind him. He was in a square room no windows; a bed was in one corner. The walls were stone as was the floor. Maybe he was in a castle dungeon. He mused to himself. He then lifted his head up and wished he hadn't, pain raked across his skull like the Mother of all hangovers. He groaned and lent forward.
'You are awake, about time.' Elizabeth Stone stood in front of him. Wearing a black dress that was so tight it showed off her curves to perfection. On her hands, she wore black silk gloves that reached up to her elbows. She smiled at him, before moving one of her hands in a quick gesture, as if she was shooing away a fly. A long thin cut appeared on Galvin's chest, blood quickly soaked his white shirt. He tried not to cry out by biting his lip.
'That was for not coming when I summoned you, and this is because I can.' Again, she gestured with her fingers, cuts appeared all over his body. They burned, blood began to drip down and pool on the floor at his feet. Sweat formed on his brow and trickled down into his eyes. He shook his head trying to clear his vision, he looked down to the floor and realised he was loosing blood very fast. Maybe he would die before she got to much enjoyment out of it. Repeatedly he was cut, just when he thought he was going to pass out she touched his brow with one finger. All the pain disappeared, the cuts healed instantly, the blood was gone.
'You know I could keep you like this for years?'
He nodded slowly. 'So this is what you want me for? To torture me for your kicks.'
She studied his face and gently pushed his hair back from his brow. Her face was almost touching his. There was a slight frown on her face' No Rupert, I do not want to torture you. I have a proposition for you.'
He leaned his back against the stone wall. He was exhausted. 'What do you want Elizabeth?' He was surprised when she picked up a glass of water and held it to his lips.
'Drink slowly.' He did. She took it away placing it on the floor. She stood watching him for a moment before she spoke.
'You have been helping Luke Van Helsing?' He nodded.
'You know Rupert I could kill him at anytime?'
'I know.' He whispered. He wished it wasn't true.
'Well I will give you my oath and my promise I will not hurt him ever, if you agree to one thing.'
Galvin was now wide awake.' Go on what do you want?'
'Quite simply Rupert I want … You. You to come with me as my willing companion.'
Galvin began to laugh he couldn't stop himself. It was the most ridiculous thing he had ever heard. Then there was a great stab of pain across his throat. She stood only an inch away from his face.
'You have beautiful eyes Rupert, if you want to keep them in your head you will never laugh at me again. I can make your life a paradise or a living hell. The choice is yours, do not displease me.'