Chapter Two: Dark Meeting
The dog like demon rushed through a dark alley and burst through the door of a small shop. The bell above the door rang causing the demon to slide across the floor. The owner screamed and then settled, but kept his distance.
"Don't tell me you're scared?" A voice asked.
"What the fuck do you think?" The owner replied.
"Remember who you are talking to!" A female voice said.
Sweat poured from the man's forehead.
"Forgive me?" He asked.
"Why should we?" Another much deeper voice said.
The owner of the shop could not answer, for the simple fact that he knew they had no reason to forgive him. The dog like demon growled and saliva dripped to
the floor.
"Calm down Zagor!" The first voice said.
The demon ceased its growls and walked towards the shadows.
"What happened?" The female voice asked.
Zagor growled.
"He is still alive!" The female said.
Zagor nodded its head and then growled again.
"…But he is in police custody." She said.
"Do we tell the master?" A fourth voice asked.
"Tell me what?" A man's voice said.
There was a brief moment of silence.
"Dante is still alive, but is under arrest." Another voice said.
Part of a sapphire trench coat flapped into the dim light.
"You were meant to capture him, not the police." Their master said.
Zagor whimpered.
"All of you listen…We have escaped Hell to take down Dante. Now I will not let that slip through my hands…Understood!" He roared.
"Yes master." They all replied.
And with that their master faded into the shadows. The figures in the shadows took a deep sigh of relief, they had fought that they would have to suffer the full wrath of their lord and master.
"Now what should we do with him?" The deepest voice of the others said.
A bare leg stepped out of the shadows, followed by the rest of the body. It was a beautiful woman. She was dressed in black, a small black silk skirt, a black silk shirt with a large V neck which revealed some of her cleavage and a long black silk robe which hung from her shoulders and left open. She had long black hair, as well as black lips and glossy black eyes. The owner of the shop was mesmerised by her. She stopped in front of him.
"Do you want me?" She asked seductively.
The man just nodded. She leaned closer and pressed her lushes, full lips against his. She held the kiss for a few seconds and then moved away. The man breathed out heavily and the suddenly he began to cough. He dropped to his knees and looked up at the woman. As he did his eyes began to roll back and blood poured from around his eyes and down his cheeks. His veins became visible and then turned black. Blood now poured from his nostrils, mouth and ears as well as his eyes. He coughed and spluttered violently as he felt his life leaving his body. He slid to the floor and into the pool of blood. Then he stopped breathing. The woman smiled and then turned to the shadows.
"Zagor, make sure Dante is still in jail." She said.
Zagor walked out of the shadows on all fours and rushed out of the shop.