"Get off him!" April demanded as she wrapped her arms around the demon's waist.
She pulled the demon off Michael and they tumbled backwards to the floor, the demon landing on April's lap.
April quickly shoved the demon off her and the thing hissed.
"You are a lot of trouble missy," it spat.
"I say the same about evil bitches like you," sneered April.
The demon laughed. "I can see why Victor wants to kill you himself."
Michael charged the demon and tackled her, knocking her down to the floor, before punching her face.
The demon pushed him off her and Michael pulled out the demon knife he's been given by Jophiel.
As the demon brushed her Asian meat suit's black hair out for her face she spotted the knife in his hands and grinned.
"A simple knife isn't going to stop me."
Michael shook his head. "This isn't just any knife. This one kills demons."
The demon's expression turned into a scowl. "There are too many of those things going around lately."
"Leave," Michael commanded her bitterly.
"No," the demon refused. "I'm not afraid of a mere human with a little dagger."
She took a step forward and Michael raised the knife with one hand while he used his empty one to keep April behind him and protected.
"Don't kill her Michael," April whispered in his ear. "I can exorcize her. We could save the person she's possessing."
She then pulled out the bottle of holy water she had been carrying in her jacket wherever she went since the day she'd taught Michael to shoot.
Michael gave her a nod and then lunged at the demon.
It was a risky move, but he'd caught the thing by surprise and they fell to the floor.
They struggled for control but when April threw holy water on the demon's face the pain distracted her and Michael was able to pin her down to the ground.
"Do it now!" he yelled at April.
April began to reciting a Latin exorcism and the demon began coughing. She looked scared until she smirked.
"Did you think I was really stupid enough to come alone?"
Suddenly Michael was pulled up onto his feet and thrown back against the front door with a thud.
As he dropped to the ground Michael lost grip of the knife and it slid along the floor away from him.
Dazed, Michael glazed up to see that a second demon had joined the fight. He possessed a man that had a shaved head. Both he and the female were looking smug.
The male demon picked up the knife.
"April, run," Michael mumbled.
"No." April narrowed her eyes. "I'm not leaving you."
When she finished speaking Michael pushed himself onto his feet and faced the male demon.
As they fought the female sprung at April.
The room filled with the noise of punches, kicks, and grunts as the two humans and two demons battled for survival.
The male demon was strong. It took all of Michael's strength to keep the knife the demon still held way from his chest.
When he caught a glance of April being knocked to the ground though Michael discovered a reserve of power. With it he managed to steal the knife back from the demon and push him to the floor.
Michael punched him several times before turning his attention to the female demon.
Except she wasn't there, and when he whipped around Michael saw that her male partner had disappeared too.
"They left," he breathed.
April jumped up onto her feet and picked up her bottle of holy water that had been on the small table in the room.
"I doubt for long," she said.
Michael agreed and they cautiously made their way up the stairs. If only they could get to April's bedroom before the demons came back then they could trap them in the Devil's Trap April had drawn on the ceiling the day after Victor attacked.
About half way up the stairs though April heard whining coming from the kitchen.
"Toby," she murmured. "Michael."
"We need to get to your room," Michael told her.
"But he could be hurt," pleaded April.
Michael chewed his lip. He hated it when April begged.
"Fine."
April mouthed him a thank you before slowly making her way back down the stairs. Michael was right behind her, knife at ready.
They found Toby locked in the kitchen closet. The dog was skittish but he wasn't hurt.
April hugged his neck. "Thank God you're okay."
Just after she spoke Toby's hair stiffened on their ends and he growled viciously at something behind April and Michael.
Michael and April twisted around in their spots and came face to face with the female demon again.
In quick thinking April urged her dog back into the closet and slammed the door shut.
She was just in time to see the demon slam Michael into the wall and snatch the knife back from him.
April saw the female demon lift the knife to the level of Michael's stomach. It was going to stab him she realized with horror.
April bolted towards the demon, jumping onto her back so she could wrap her arms around her neck and choke her.
Michael once again took the knife from her.
The demon ripped April's arms apart and used her powers of telekinesis to throw her against the wall on the opposite end of the room.
April's head banged against it and she fell down to the floor on her stomach. Her eyes closed.
Not again. Michael thought.
"She's foolish," the demon scoffed. "Why do you protect her?"
Michael felt fury building inside him and he and the demon began to made circles. But he refused to attack first. That would give her the upper hand.
The demon soon got bored of the circling and turned on Michael, punching him.
Michael kicked her and shoved her against the same wall the demon had pushed him up against earlier.
He raised the knife to her throat.
"Where's your friend?" he asked.
"He's on his way to tell Victor about the knife," replied the demon in a matter of fact manner.
"So he chickened out," Michael interpreted, pleased. "Now, tell me exactly where he's going? Victor's location or I kill you."
The demon snarled. "Even if I knew I wouldn't tell you."
Michael slammed the demon's left shoulder into the wall. "Tell me."
The demon's face changed. She actually looked frightened.
"I don't know. Only Darrel knows that."
"So you aren't the leader," Michael mused. "Alright then; Hell you go."
He was about to start an Enochian exorcism when the demon jabbed him in the stomach, causing Michael to fall down grimacing.
"Victor will win you bastard," growled the demon.
After that she teleported away.