Athur's notes:Hey thanks for the comments! I was going to delete this since it didnt get much attention but i guess some people are interested in it, so I'll continue. This one is a bit short. I promise the next one will be longer.
The Asian woman crept back as far as she could to keep a distance from the monsters, but the wall behind her restricted her to go back any further. Now she was trapped in a small area with nowhere to run or hide.
The heart inside her tightly firm chest began to beat at a very quick pace, forcing her to clinch on to it with her hand to keep it under control. In her mind she begged and pleaded that the demons just be an illusion or dream and would disappear into thin air.
As much as she wanted that to happen, the situation she was in was very real. She could feel the hot, steamy, foul odor lingering breath of the demons as they closed in, telling this was in no way a dream or an illusion.
Tears began to leak from her eyes like a flowing river. There was nothing she do but wait for the hideous demons to kill her and end it all.
Dante could not hear her desperate screams for he was asleep in the other room sitting totally relaxed in his chair. Meanwhile, The demons had finally gotten close enough to deliver a fatal blow that would kill anyone in an instant.
The Asian woman watched as a demon pulled out his rusty sword in front of her and raised it high in the air to deliver a beheading slice. Before his blade reached her neck, something paused it from going any further than it was supposed to.
The demon couldn't believe his eyes, as his target was indeed still alive. A strange white light began to glow around the Asian woman's body that caused the other demons to back off in a hurriedly fashion as she rose up from the dusty woodenfloor.
Placing her two palms together, she fires a blast of energy that quickly sends the demons to their appending doom. The impact of the blast blew a hole straight through the wall that caused a startled Dante to finally awaken from his sleep.
Getting out of his chair, he rushes over to the next room to find the Asian woman lying on the floor completely exhausted. His eyes shifted in every direction trying to find the source that created the huge hole in the wall, but found nothing. He comes over a few seconds later to check the condition of his fallen guest.
"Hey, are you alright? What happened?"
The Asian woman tried to speak but no words escaped her lips. She was too tired to say anything. Dante picked her up gently and threw her body over his shoulder. Once he laid her back on the couch, the woman tried as best as she could to explain to Dante what had happened.
"The demons came back and they tried to kill me, but somehow I managed to kill them before they had even gotten the chance. Some strange light shot out from my hands and completely obliterated each and everyone of them," she explained.
This sounded very strange to Dante. He wanted to commit on it, but a loud knock from the front door quickly halted his words. Upon opening the door, he comes face to face with a bearded middle-aged man wearing a lengthy blue coat and dark sunglasses.
"Can I help you, friend?" Dante says eyeing him.
"Yes, I am looking for this woman. Have you seen her?
He pulls a small picture from his coat pocket, while taking off his glasses, and flashes it up to Dante's face where he could see it. The image was that of a woman, the same exact woman Dante had sitting in his shop.
"I have been looking for her for days. And I believe she is somewhere in this area," he added.
Dante took a look at the man's wrist and saw a strange imprint marked across it. Looking into his eyes, Dante sensed something that signified this man couldn't be trusted.
"No. I haven't seen her," he says coldly.
"Well if you do be sure to contact me at this number," the man says giving him a card with a phone number printed on the front of it.
Once he had left, Dante slowly closes the door and locks it back.