The stench of blood, sweat and decay filled the air along with the sounds of clashing swords, roars, screams and threats. I looked around at all of my warriors, trying their best to defend themselves against the demons that would take no mercy on them. I wondered if I had any control over the demons since I was the devil's favorite.

Shaking this notion out of my head, I parried against my attacker. I wanted to win this war fairly, demon or not. This war was taking a toll on me, my breath was ragged and my eyes kept getting unfocused at certain points. I was becoming angrier and that wouldn't do well with my opponent because it could be her downfall, but I refused to show the other demons around that they were battling me. If they knew, they would all jump me at once, fighting and vying to become the devil's new favorite.

Little did they know my little secret, the secret to just how powerful I could become at any given moment. I was merely toying with the black-haired girl opposite me. At any moment I could disintegrate her, but I wanted to show her that Juliet was mine, Juliet would always be mine, she was my mate and would stay that way until the day someone actually managed to kill me. I chuckled at that and my opponent glared at me.

What's there to be laughing about, Russo?" she demanded. "I'm winning."

"No you're not." I taunted. "You just think you are."

"When I'm finished with you, Juliet will be mine for eternity."

"And what makes you think you'll be able to kill me?" I inquired, blocking a stab and retaliating with a back-blow of my sword hilt.

"Because I know all your tricks, all your moves, all your weaknesses."

"If I had any weaknesses, you would have used them by now."

"I just like playing with my food, I guess. But Juliet will come to me once you're gone."

"Really? And why is that?"

"Because she loves me, not you."

"How do you figure?"

"You're just keeping her under some weird smell with the thrall of your blood. No more Russo blood, no more thrall, no more spell, no more couple for you two."

I laughed and twirled around, slitting into her side a bit before her sword swung up to meet mine again.

"I will have her as mine, Russo. She will be mine and there's nothing you could do about it."

I was just about to reply when, off to my side, I saw Selena being jumped again by someone that I thought was on my side for once. Anger filled me as I watched Rachael beating the shit out of my sister. It was clear in her eyes that she was under a spell or curse of some sort, but that gave her no right to choose Selena after all my sister's been through. Jumping into the air and spinning around, I kicked my opponent in the jaw and ran over to Rachael. Jumping on her back, I proceeded to pull her away from Selena, who was looking pretty messed up by now. Throwing Rachael off into the crowd to find someone else to fight, I helped Selena to her feet and brushed her down.

"Go find Cat and get yourself checked out before coming back."

Selena nodded and whistled for Nyx. The large, black dragon flapped down and lifted Selena onto her back with her tail. I made sure they were safely out of reach of the harpies and sirens before jumping back over to my attacker. She simply smirked at me as I swung for her neck.

"A little protective over your sister there, huh Russo?" she grinned, dodging my sword and swinging her own.

"Eh, you know. After I went to hell and back to get her, I think I have a reason to be overprotective."

My opponent only laughed and I wondered what the sudden moodlift was about. Looking around, I saw all of the demons stop and start quivering.

"You think you've seen hell, Russo?" the girl before me inquired maliciously, her hands beginning to glow a gray light. "You haven't seen anything yet." She raised her hands toward me and shot a beam, causing me to dodge swiftly to the side.

"That the best you go?" I asked, jumping into the air to avoid another blast.

"Too slow." I taunted, ducking and jumping and dodging to avoid more blasts and beams. Suddenly, something held onto me from behind and I turned to see that a lowly demon had decided to grab onto me so that the black-haired girl could finish me off.

"Now it's time for you to die, Russo." The girl snickered. "And then I will be the devil's new favorite and Juliet's new mate." With that, she raised her hands above her head and prepared to bring them down on my chest.

Just as I was pulling together the power within me and she brought her hands down, I suddenly heard a shout of, "ALEX!"

Sitting up in bed, I looked around, taking deep breaths and wiping cold sweat from my forehead. Sam, Juliet, Selena, Kate, Maddie, the Twins, and Gwen all standing around the bed I was on, staring at me worriedly.

"What… what happened?"

"You were having a nightmare," Juliet explained to me softly. "Or, at least, I think it was a dream. How do you feel?"

"Fine." I replied slowly. "Just a little shaky, but otherwise fine."

"What were you dreaming about, Alex?" Kate asked cautiously.

I instantly put up my mental walls so that they couldn't see the memories and quickly made up a lie. "I was just dreaming of the battle against those werewolves and it kept ending badly. I think I'll drink some blood and try to get back to sleep."

They all nodded, but I could tell that Maddie, Juliet, Sam and Selena were all unconvinced and the Twins looked like they were a little suspicious. I flitted out of bed and down to the kitchen to get some blood from the fridge before heading back to my room. Drinking it steadily, I slid back into my bed with Juliet and yawned.

"Let's get back to sleep guys," I told them. "We have to head back to school in the morning."

With that, we all slowly fell asleep, one by one with me coming in last. The last thought on my mind before drifting back to sleep was That vision was way too vivid. Shit's about to happen and I gotta get my girls ready for it. Fast.

There's your first chapter everyone. I won't post anything else on this story until I finish with JDT Productions and his subseries to this, but best believe, I have a lot cooking in this head of mine. Review and tell me what you think of the dream Alex had or about her keeping it a secret or about what you had to eat today. I don't care I need someone to talk to.