A/N: New characters: Alcandor (Edge) and Anatolios (CM Punk), the right hand men to Thanos and Lycandor, and Elusia, one of my newest OC's. Enjoy!!
Chapter 3- The Need for Speed
"Let's go," Alcandor said when he was told of the plan. "Has Anatolios been told?"
"I have," Anatolios answered him, wiping some blood off his lips. "And I am ready to go."
"Good," Lykaios addressed them. "We'll leave after we've managed to eat something ourselves. Where'd the blood come from anyway?"
"There," Anatolios pointed to the source of the blood. Lykaios looked over to where he was pointing. Sure enough, a beautiful woman lay on the ground before them.
"Hm," Thanos growled, walking over to the woman. "What do we have here?"
"Her blood is like nectar," Anatolios replied. "Have some," he added.
"I think I will," Lyakios said, a smile on his face. "What is your name, sweetheart?" he asked the frightened girl.
"Elusia," she answered. "Please don't kill me," she begged.
"And why is that?" he taunted.
"She's one of Aphrodite's maidens," Anatolios said, an evil smile on his face. "I think the goddess of love herself would be mad if she knew Alcandor and I had kidnapped one of her worshipers."
A wicked laugh escaped Thanos' lips. "That would be worse if we killed her," he said. "But I think she should live, so we can feed on her when we thirst...it's pretty simple if you think about it."
"But will our lord agree with this?" Alcandor asked.
"He won't care—he abhors Aphrodite. He was pretty pleased when he tricked a couple of virgins into thinking he was her a while back," Thanos assured him.
"But she wasn't," Anatolios retorted. "She was pissed off beyond pissed off. And she threatened to destroy every temple as a result of that anger."
"But she didn't, did she?" Lykaios asked. "Anything pisses her off when it's not done her way."
"No," Alcandor replied. "She didn't. In fact, his lordship dealt with her and put her in her place. He told her that he could do whatever he damn well pleased. Speaking of which, I say we do whatever the hell we please with this virgin," he added, glancing at Elusia as he spoke.
"Good idea," Anatolios murmured, running a hand over the girl's throat. "Tsk, tsk. What a pity we have to feed on your sexy body, my dear. But you taste delicious. I can't argue with my thirst," he chuckled.
"Please let me go," Elusia cried. "I won't tell anyone—not even Aphrodite, I promise."
"Hmm," Thanos murmured. "No, no, that won't do. We need you here—and alive. We demons need to survive somehow, and if it means feasting on your sweet blood, then so be it," he hissed, his eyes turning black.
Lykaios grinned wickedly. "Not even the almighty Aphrodite would know," he replied, the grin still on his face. "Bring her to me."
Anatolios and Alcandor brought a kicking Elusia to him. "Ah," he snarled, pulling the girl by her hair. "God, you smell good."
"Eh," Thanos muttered under his breath. "We can have her—no one else will if she's marked by us—or will they?"
"Probably not," Eros sighed as he materialized in front of his soldiers. "Actually, no, they wouldn't. Marked by the Darkside? No...she would be burned to death—or stoned."
"Stoning? I like the sound of that, my lord," Thanos giggled.
"Or burning," Lykaios snickered. "I think I like the smell of roasting flesh...tasty."
All four demons bowed at the sight of Eros standing before them. "My lord," they said, their heads still bowed.
"Rise, my warriors," Eros said, taking a seat by the fire Alcandor made for him.
They rose from the ground, their eyes dark red. "To what do we owe this, my liege?" Anatolios asked.
"Have you and Alcandor been informed of the plans to bring the three girls to me?" he asked. "And do I smell fresh blood?"
"Yes, my lord," Alcandor replied, dragging Elusia towards Eros. "Bow before my king," he hissed, shoving her to the ground.
"Eros," she cried, tears running down her face.
"Don't cry," Eros said, gently cupping the girl's chin. "I hope my men haven't hurt you, my dear."
Elusia looked into Eros' dark brown eyes. "No, my lord, they have not."
"And why is that, dear child?" Eros asked.
"I-I don't know, my lord," she answered.
Eros cast a glance at Alcandor. "She lies, my liege. Are you going to trust the words of one of Aphrodite's maidens?"
Eros raised an eyebrow. "Is that so?" he asked, his eyes turning black. "One of the mighty Aphrodite's maidens? Interesting."
"We have sampled her, my liege," Alcandor said. "And she is sweet. Taste her for yourself."
Eros pondered the thought for a moment, then smirked. "I think I will," he growled. "Come to me, child," he said, his eyes glowing.
"No!" Elusia shouted, which in turn was making Eros angry.
"Dare you shout at me and show insolence?" Eros growled. "I said come here, I do not want to repeat myself."
"Better do it, sweetheart," Alcandor hissed. "He's not very happy when he has to fight his food."
"I agree," Lykaios snarled. "You're only making it worse."
Elusia walked up to Eros—and slapped him.
"I am going to tell Aphrodite," she screamed. "I will make sure she hears about this."
"Hah!" Eros laughed. "You're not going to tell anyone anything—now COME HERE!" he roared.
Four pairs of hands pushed her towards him. When she was in his grasp, he returned the slap—just four times harder.
Elusia fell backwards, sobbing. "Please," she begged. "Spare me."
"I think not," Eros hissed. "Should have thought about that when you slapped me," he said, his voice getting quiet.
"I am sorry, my lord, please spare me."
"Boys," Eros hissed. "Should I?"
"NO!" all four demons replied. "She hit a god—that is unspeakable."
"The jury has spoken," Eros turned to Elusia. "Goodbye, little one."
Within seconds, Eros snapped the girl's neck. Tossing the lifeless body to the side, he sighed and closed his eyes.
"Good choice, my lord, but what about Aphrodite?" Anatolios asked.
"I will deal with her myself. Now go find my brides," Eros replied, disappearing in a cloud of blood red smoke.
"As you wish, my lord," Anatolios said. "As you wish. Let's go, boys."