Oh, I sort of didn't mention this but none of my characters have a religion, neither do I, and I mean none. I'm not prejudice to any religion, race, or creed, I say we are all human so why not treat each other as such, but it will never change; eventually we will destroy ourselves.

Kitty leaned over and kissed him he was utterly speechless, but smiling.

"I thought you just wanted to be friends." Dudley was blushing.

"No, I liked you but I didn't think you would want me."

"Why?"

"I thought you just liked me as a friend." Kitty kissed him again and climbed into his lap.

"I've had a few fantasies about us before." Dudley kissed her; she moaned into his mouth.

"What kind?"

"The sexual kind."

"When?" Kitty was smiling and kissing him.

"Every week." Dudley reached down for her pussy and started to gentle rub along the outside she was already wet before he started.

Kitty moaned a few times trying to keep herself quiet. She whispered a few times.

"Oh, Dudley... I... want it deeper..." He smiled and pushed his first two fingers in beginning to pump them in and out of her.

The bartender walked back over to them.

"Hey, hey, hey not here." They looked at him royally pissed off. "Sorry, but I'll get fired if I just let you..."

"Come on let's go somewhere else." Kitty lead Dudley to her room.

They went to Kitty's room and she pulled out a bottle of vodka and shot glasses. They drank six and were pretty shit-faced Kitty was in her underwear sitting in Dudley's lap kissing each got into bed Dudley wrapped his arms around her; Kitty started to purr as he held her soon they fell asleep treating each other with kisses. Dudley woke up first; he got up and walked into the hallway four security guards laid dead on the ground one had a Five-Seven semi-automatic pistol with FMJ rounds.

"What the fuck?" Dudley herd boots stomping behind him.

"Hey, can you fire that?" A man asked from behind as Dudley turned around.

"Yeah, I can."

"Good we need every able person. Here put this on." It was a security uniform it looked like a police uniform with a bullet proof vest.

"What's happening?" Dudley started to get a little scared just leaving Kitty alone.

"A insane killer is in the hotel killing everyone." He said as he handed Dudley a Sharpie before he put on the vest. "Put your name on the white tag on the front."

He did so then put it on; the guard motioned for Dudley to follow.

"Hold on." Dudley ran into his room and a minute later came out with Kitty.

"Dudley what's going on and why do you have that gun with the security un..." Kitty saw the dead bodies of guards and civilians Eric had his head blown off and stabbed twenty times in the chest and abdomen.

"Contact!" The killer was walking to them he raised a Desert Eagle and shot two of the three guards the gun snapped back signaling it was empty.

A dog with a Burgundy hoodie with it up and a green 'Z' on the shoulders rammed the killer into the wall rapidly hitting the guy in the face. A single shot rang out and the dog stumbled back his white T-shirt turning red almost instantly; the dog pulled out a K-BAR knife but it was kicked from his hand and the killer unloaded half a clip from a USP .45 pistol into 'Z's chest.

"I'm still kickin' asshole." The dog's blue eyes filled with pain and anger his eyes were all they could see.

"That'll change." He aimed for the dog's head but he hit the gun and slugged him in the face but he got shot in the heart.

"You fuck..." He fell backwards against the wall smearing blood on the wall as he hit the ground dead; the killer looked at Dudley and Kitty as FBI ran into the hall they all got hit in the head as soon as they turned the corner.

"Oh shit" Dudley picked up Kitty and ran she was looking behind them and a FBI officer running right behind him was the demon killer.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck..." The officer said as they ran and hit the lobby it was full of dead bodies some military and a lot of police.

Titanium door plate slid down in front of them and on all of the windows. Red lights went on giving off a dim light the demon was walking to them. Dudley picked up a M27 assault rifle and open fired on the demon. They all got hits but the bullets were pushed out and the wounds instantly healed. The M27 clicked and wouldn't fire, the gun jammed.

"Damn it!" Dudley slung the gun around his back and pulled out the Five-Seven firing he aimed for the head making it step back.

"Crap." Dudley sent a straight line of bullets to the demon's head but ran out and the demon pulled out a knife that went around his fist and had two points at each end.

He started to walk to them really pissed off.

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