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Redgrave

Gunning it down the street in the direction of the demon's presence, which was indeed at the mountain area. Perfect, that way civilians won't get in the way. George nodded to himself and drive further down the street towards the mountains. All he wanted to do right now was kill the demon, get some lunch with Diana then maybe have sex with her again before going to sleep.

Minutes passed as George drive to the mountains, tracking the demon would be easy thanks to George's enhanced smell. Plus, a demon's scent was easy to detect if you had the right nose for it. Stopping near a river, George got off and the motorcycle disappeared through hellfire itself. He stood at the river, smelling the air for the demon and the direction of it's scent. He soon heard growling, and it wasn't demonic growling, it was the growls of an animal.

George relaxed when he saw that it was only a pack of wolves. Wolves were always his favourite creatures, and his Alter ego name was Bladewolf after all. His darker half was a Wolf Beast representing all the darkness inside George's heart, darkness that had been bottled up and locked away. When Zen-Aku first took over, he was so powerful because it was basically the dark halves of the demon and angel inside him joining together to power him. Anyway, he was so powerful that he took out the entire Justice League and Teen Titans, and also took on Dante and Nero when they tries getting through to him

But eventually, Dante, Nero, the Justice League and Teen Titans joined together and were able to banish the darker side of Bladewolf back into the dark corners of George's mind, shut away where he belongs.

Back to the present, George stood still as the wolves circled him, sniffing him to see if he was a threat or not. After several seconds, George went to his knees and held his hands out.

"C'mere boy." George whistled to the Alpha, the only woof that stayed back and stared at him as the rest sniffed him. The Alpha got up and approached z sniffing George's hand before licking it and allowing George to rub it's head, so the other wolves allowed this as they saw their Alpha getting the same treatment. "I always loved wolves. You guys wouldn't have happened to have seen a demon around, would ya?"

"AHHHH!"

"RRRRRRAAAAAGGGGHHHHH!" George's head snapped up at the woman's screams followed by a demonic roar. The wolves even bolted after George told them to run, then he ran in the direction of the screams and yells. Soon, the smell of bloody smoke, and flesh assaulted his nose as he came to the location of the screams. A camp. It was like the scene from a rated R Werewolf movie like An American Werewolf in London. There were three tens, all torn to shreds, a campfire in the center. Blood was everywhere along with limbs.

George stepped over the corpse of a woman around 17 years old, looking around for the one res-

SNAP!

George hits a backflip and lands on a tree branch to avoid getting smashed by the thing that had smashed the area where he was just standing. George swung his legs back and fourth as he sat on the branch, finally looking at the demon that has pissed him off in the past and escaped him putting Wolfsbane in his head.

The demon was as big as a house with red scales and a bit of hair sticking out. You'd think it was a big red bear at first. It had long sharp claws that could level buildings, giant hands. It's face was the mix of a dragon's with goat-like horns, sharp teeth that weren't just for show. It's tale wagged back and fourth with a sharp sword end at the tip, and it also had goat-like feet. The demon had a dead body in one of his hands and was about to take a bite when it stopped and sniffed the air before looking right at George.

"Thought I caught your scent."

"I know I caught yours." George shot back as he waved a hand in front of his face. "Take a shower, dude. That blood and smell of flesh ain't good for ya, Wraith."

This demon was called Wraith, once the Champion of Wrath, now a servant of Mephisto.

Wraith growled before dropping the body and swing his tail at the son of Dante, who only jumps off the tree branch and lands on the tail. "Miss me? Getting sloppy, aren't you?" George mocked.

"Get off!" Wraith yelled and wagged his tail violently to throws the grandson of Sparda off. George lands on his feet while unsheathing Wolfsbane. "If it wasn't for my master wanting to see you, I'd have destroyed you already!"

"I'm flattered deal old Mephy wants to see me, but I'll pass on that." George said before running at Wraith and leaps at him only to get backhanded by the large demon, then the tail wraps around George's waist and slams him to the ground multiple times before tossing him across the ground. "Okay, I gave you that one. Dammit!"

"HERE'S ANOTHER!" Wraith yelled and smacked George with his tail, sending the grandson of Sparda into a tree. "Did that hurt, boy? I hope it did. Now feel-what the?" Wraith said in a bewildered tone as George snored while sleeping against the tree. "...YOU LITTLE FUCK! I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU, YOU BASTARD!" He aided his hand and brought it down with the intention on slashing George with his claws but the grandson of Sparda suddenly flips onto the tree, then jumps off as the tree got slashed.

"Woah, didn't enjoy that, did you?" George smirked before ducking another strike by the claws and slashed the wrist with Wolfsbane causing Wraith to yell in pain before trying to stomp on the son of Dante, who flipped back and draws Dusk to fire bullets at him but got a tail to the chest,crashing George through another tree. "Geez, has he gotten stronger since last time?"

"Ever since your bastard grandfather betrayed us, I have desired to taste his blood."Wraith said with a lick of his lips. " But someone else took that chance away, along with your whore grandmother." George glared at him darkly for that. "Once Lord Mephisto is done with you, perhaps he'll give me your corpse to feast on. I always wanted what Demon/human blood tasted like!"

"You need Jesus, pal." George said before he saw a fireball coming at him and kicked it straight back into the demon's mouth,causing him to gag on it. "Choke on that, bitch."

"YOU LITTLE SHIT!" Wraith bellowed before slashing at him but the Half-Demon ducks and dodges them while firing Dawn and Dusk at him, denting some parts of the armour and having bits of blood come out. George ran in a circle while still shooting at him and jumps over his tail while still shooting. He puts his guns back in their holsters on the back of his waist before jumping into the air as Wraith spits another fireball at him, only for George to kick it back into it's mouth.

"Twenty points for Gryffindor!" George cheered with a fist pump before seeing the dark, angry glare Wraith was giving him. "Oh great, now he's mad."

The punch to the chest was proof of that.

"Ow." George groaned as he began getting to his feet only for a foot to stomp on him, then again, then again, then again! Wraith picked him up before tossing him around like a ragdoll before slamming him to the ground again then again then again. This continued on for minutes before Wraith let's go and George groans on the ground. Wraith grabbed him and a portal of hellfire opened, which he then walks through.

"Lord Mephisto is waiting for you..."

Next chapter is George meeting Mephisto again, then ends up in the New 52 Universe. I know some of you probably won't believe me about keeping this story around but I promise that I am. I've been reading the New 52, comics on Readcomicsonline and I'm pretty sure I have ideas for them.