Chapter 3 everyone, this right here is well...short compared to the first two, I'll admit that much yeah really short, but hey, some episode of Helluva Boss and Hazpin Hotel are short as hell am I right? Or am I right?
Oh, and that reminds me, to all of the ones who are 'artists' I'm gonna let you know right away, I'm honestly not very much amused. Nothing personal, but it's starting to bug me, I know some are legit, however.
The rest who claims to be, total ass fakes, for those that don't know what's going on I'm just gonna say it.
There's a been a long string of scams going on lately where there's people on this site who claim to be artists reaching out to writers like me wanting to do artwork for our stuff.
A bunch of buddies of mine have already been or nearly have been tricked and scammed just for their money. So, with that being said I'm going let the 'fakes' know right away, 'fuck off' you ain't getting a single penny out of me, already got my own issues to deal with.
Now, for the ones who are 'legit' listen I'm very flattered that you all are interested in work, but please understand I'm not always in the market for artwork, so I ask all who are, please just P.M me instead if you're interested in work.
That's all I'm asking, ok?
Oh yeah, that reminds me, the blokes who keep asking on when I'm gonna update the more 'popular stories' knock it off, posting reviews asking and bugging about isn't going to make them pop out any faster at all. Appreciate that you enjoy them, however, do understand even I have my limitations and even sometimes we need breaks from what we're doing.
So there, that's said and done, we all understand each other? I'm not just bitching out, no I'm making a statement and explaining from my side of the story.
Any whose, to those that ain't got no involvement, please enjoy and I hope you like what you before you.
The ceiling...nothing else sometimes people treated it as just a roof over their heads. Others just treat as something to stare at. In other cases 'material' the sick bastards and bitch's who hang a poster so they can look at.
Raymond wasn't alone, he had his pet ferret Louie join him. Almost like they were watching a five-star movie.
"Louie, do you ever wonder why we're here?"
He doesn't respond. "Yeah me neither...hey could you maybe not get all crazy when she comes over today?"
The ferret looks over to him. "Why do you think I'm asking? And at fuckin' four in the morning no less?" The animal doesn't really understand. "I get that I love company. But with her I just..." The imp sighs to himself.
"I don't know...then again to be honest buddy, there really much else out here. Shit you remember everyone from high school? There either off at college or moved away, and...I'm still here."
The animal listens in. "Sure, some folks come around. Maybe one or two stays here. But still, they insist that I stay here. I get that I'm handsome. But is everyone going to run away when they look at me?"
Raymond sits up giving off a yawn. He looks outside his window, contemplating on what's been going on. He always thought that he was just different from everyone else. He didn't think that he'd be from the very vile inferno, hell itself.
He has faith and he prays, so what does that mean for him? To the people out there? What does it mean?
Has all he been told just a lie? A ruse to make him feel comfortable? No, no it couldn't be. Even though he was never able to go into church's it didn't deter him. He knew that life was rough, more for some than others. Sometimes all we can do is just do the best we can.
Whether you were beautiful, ugly, normal, strange, big and or small, the world moves on. That is how life works, that's how God foresees it. Even when your not perfect, you make choices, and those choices define who you are. Doesn't that matter the most? He heard a buzz which grabbed his attention. "Hmm?" He noticed his phone was going off. Reaching to grab it.
FireKitty: Morning😝
"Are you shitting me right now?" Raymond groaned, she was texting him right now? At this time?
FireKitty: I know you're awake.
Raymond frowned.
Are you fucking here? Because you better not be. Its to early for this shit...
FireKitty: Nah, I was just checking...
"Oh, thank Christ."
Raymond sighed before texting back.
What do you want?
FireKitty: Nothing, just bored that's all.
Really?
FireKity. Yeah...also kind of excited to come over.
Please don't show up wierdly like you did last time...
FireKitty: I make no promises. 😉
I'm not kidding, seriously you already poked the hornets nest.
Raymond also sent a gif showing a man poking a hornets nest, them also chasing and stinging him.
The last thing I need is you sneaking into my room while I'm asleep. I know Ma already told you. But I'm not bullshitting do not come in yet.
FireKitty: Alright, alright, fine...so when you picking me up?
Raymond groaned dropping back on the bed.
Now? Your asking that now?
FireKitty: Yes I am.
...
What sounds preferable to you then?
Please let there be a hole or something where he could just crawl in and die. Anything that could get him out of this bullshit!
FireKitty: How's about 7 sound?
FireKitty: That way can make most of the day😊
Raymond grimaced a little looking over to Louie who only turned his head away. "Traitor!" He whispered, how could that little snowball leave him hanging!?
FireKitty: Well?
FireKitty: Hellooooooo?
Fine.
Her response was sending an anime character bouncing around with the word YAY! at the bottom in bold letters.
Don't make such a big deal out of it...
With this in mind he just drops the phone, ignoring anymore texts that come up. She knows Raymond will come, so there's really no point.
His pet ferret looks back at him. "Oh what? Now your interested?" Raymond frowned. "Just for that...no fish eggs for you..."
A few hours go by and Raymond parks his truck, he went to go get her and now he brought her back. To his home. Only difference was she didn't pop out of nowhere and scream like a banshee.
But now comes the next problem. Getting her to stop talking. In the distance he spotted a few ranch hands giving him the look. In response Raymond gave them the bird. And a look that told them to shut up while they laughed.
Great his folks spouted out what was going on. Now they fuckin knew. There're never any secrets in this place. When the little imp first got a girlfriend, everybody in school started talking about it. This isn't any different. "What's with all the looks?" Emberlynn questioned in confusion.
"Trust me, you don't wanna know." Raymond used his tail and pulled on her arm as he moved. "Come on..." When they did his tail let go.
The otaku stared down at it, pretty well versatile, and cool at the same time. "If you touch my tail I'm gonna throw you out of the window..." Raymond blurted out.
"Somebody's in a bad mood. Have you been thinking about me, Ray-kun?" The chubby goth smiles flirtatiously.
"Gonna. Ignore that." Kind of hard not when you get text messages at four in freakin morning. They proceed to enter. "Ma!" Raymond called out. "Ma I'm home!"
"Hang on..." Emily called out she emerged from the laundry room carrying a big basket full of cloths. "Morning."
"Good morning." Emberlynn greeted grabbing Emily's attention peeking around.
"Oh hi. I didn't know Raymond was bringing you along."
"Don't make a big fuss out of it..." Raymond deadpanned, this was already annoying enough for him.
"He isn't doing anything weird or funny is he?" She immediately inquired.
"Really? That's your first question?" Honestly, he wished his mother would get off his back already.
"I'm only being sure..."
"Well quit being sure..." Raymond scoffed, come on why couldn't she lay off?
"So, he hasn't done anything?"
"MA!" He was super annoyed that she was ignoring him.
"No. He was mostly warning me before he picked me up."
"Such as?" Emily glanced over to her boy.
"I told her not to spy on me." The white-haired farm boy told her. "We've been over it, yes. But I wanted to make myself clear."
"Oh ok." Emily turns over to Emberlynn. "Look sweetie, that's not very becoming for a person to show up out of nowhere. Sometimes people don't like surprises."
"Literally..." Raymond added.
"I know." Emberlynn sighs, but her eager smile persists. "But I've wanted to talk to Raymond since last week."
Raymond sighs as he goes up the stairs. "Alright...alright...geez..."
"Want any refreshments?" Emily called out as Ember followed him up.
"No thanks..." Ray replied back.
"Ok, just don't do anything weird!" Emily called out as she continued to do the laundry much to Raymond's annoyance.
"Give it a rest mom..." Emberlynn however is eager to see what his room look like. If what she knew from the demon so far, he is the exact opposite of what she has imagined. He wasn't totally as evil, but rather moody and grumpy. Not in a too bad way. She wasn't ignorant, he doesn't like her. But still, the idea of being in bed with a demon sounds sexy.
Within a few minutes he opens up the door to his room and he steps inside to let his 'guest' enter. The room itself was well organized, and of course there was a few shelves. Filled with movies, books and games. Even a few crates full of vinyl records.
And on the wall were a few game posters, such as Bloodbourne and a few other games. All in all, lots of them were horror themed. Ironic she thought. "Well...this...is my room..." Raymond tells Emberlynn. "Find a seat, try to relax and for god's sake don't call me Daddy."
He goes over to flop down onto his bed. While she takes a glance around at her surroundings. Like for example going over to the games. "If your gonna touch them, don't dis organize." He requested.
"I won't..." She goes over the few titles that were there. He wasn't lying when he said he was a fan of monsters and retro titles. Some of these games are stuff she can barely recognize. A few she did know like for example Resident Evil, even Silent Hill. But there's a few that's unfamiliar to her. Like Pitfall for instance or even the Dark Pictures Anthology games. There was also Evil Within, Outlast, and some of the Dead Island games. That last one... She remembered hearing about a sequel back then. The goth didn't know about the first one, let alone Riptide.
She even found an old game too, one that was very decent according to others. Because there hasn't been one like it since then. Aliens Vs Predator 360. "You sure do like monsters."
"Everyone does...some just want to admit it...because we can no different..." Raymond replied as he petted Louie who woke up when his owner and new stranger entered the room.
"It's kinda cool." Emberlynn admits.
"You don't have the Last of US?"
"Pfft, I don't care what people say, that things lousy in my opinion."
"Really?"
"Yeah! I admit it, I don't like it." Surprising, a lot of people love it, but then again not everyone. "What don't you like about it?"
"Not enough elements of horror...To me it's like no different than another stereotypical zombie game. Everyone's at each other's throats. Big freakin whoop." Raymond said clear as day, he didn't care what others said that's just his thoughts. They don't like it? Oh well, there loss if they want to make a fuss over it.
"Don't get me started on that bullshit sequel."
"Eh to each's own..." She even spotted a game she never heard of. "What's Maid of...Sker?"
"A very challenging and enjoyable horror...Not to mention it has nice music. The stuff I enjoy...things that make you jump. Put you in their shoes."
"What like Alien Isolation?"
"Basically yeah..." Raymond confirmed.
Emberlynn pulled out another game. "Oh wow...I didn't know they made a video game of the Blair Witch Project. I love those movies."
"You do?" The imp raised an eyebrow surprised.
"Yeah, I like those found footage horror movies. Paranormal Activity's pretty good. But...meh, a few of them are ok. How long has this one been out for?"
"It came out in nineteen, a year before fuckin' covid came in." Raymond answered, it was true that was year before the 'big storm' came in. Lots of things that sickness ruined.
How he never got sick from all of that is beyond him. "Yeah, that was a rough patch when it came around..." Emberlynn continued to browse along further. "So, that about what all you do in your free time?"
"Sometimes." The plaid wearing imp admits. "I like to hang out with some folks here when they're not busy. But I'm just tired and want to unwind. I either take a dip in the lake nearby or play a game or two."
"Don't you have any friends to hang out with?"
"No, just Louie."
"Oh, you mean that..." She turned around and spotted the said pet. "ferret. Awww..." Ember walked over to him. "Aren't you just precious?"
"Take it easy and slow, he's weary around new people..." Raymond advised as he got up going over to a nearby wall pulling a handle to reveal a small mini fridge.
The little rodent carefully approached Emberlynn, curious of the human before him. "Aren't you just cute? Yes you are..." She kneeled down to his level and slowly reached out to pet him.
"Just a fair warning, he can nibble, but if he gets too excessive tell him to stop."
Louie chirps at the goth gently scratching his head. "Just too cute..."
"Yeah, he is, but he can also be a little pain in the ass." Raymond said as he drank a root beer.
"What this little guy?"
"Yes." Louie looked over to him. "Don't look at me like that, you know damn well what I'm talking about."
The ferret seemingly rolls his eyes as his eyes as he tries to climb up Emberlynn's leg.
"Whoa!" She jumps in surprise as he does so.
"Hey, Louie, no! No tail for you!"
"Wait what!?" Ember questioned as she felt him climb up onto her back.
"Relax, just an expression." Raymond reassured. Not like the ferret was super horny or nothing. "He ain't gonna do anything bad..."
The goth looks behind her and soon the ferret found a snug spot in her hood. "Oh." She sighs in relief.
"What you thought he was going too?" He snorted in amusement. "Oh god, no eww. That's wrong."
"What?"
"You actually..." The imp cackles, falling on his bad back first. "You thought he was going to gonna have his way with you!" This was just too funny, for someone who fantasized about monsters she was afraid of bestiality? That was funny.
An hour later we see Raymond laying on his bed while Emberlynn was reading one of the manga's he had on a bean bag
They pretty much burned through a few games and now they were just hanging out and burning time. At least to Raymond's relief she hasn't had anymore of those 'episodes'. So big relief.
The last thing this little imp wants to hear is how badly she wants to ride some demon dick or whatever. "Hey, this manga is pretty good. I didn't expect for someone like you to be into it..."
"What?" Raymond was letting Louie sleep on his chest. "Someone like me?"
"Yeah, you. Some grumpy little man that talks about trucks games and horror movies."
"Hey even I need a break from all of it and something simple and refreshing...That's my reason. Plus, you're reading it too, aren't ya?"
"That's true." She admitted. "And you weren't kidding you don't even have a single thing of anime here."
"Wasn't kidding..." Raymond answered. "I always preferred reading this stuff."
"Well, what do you got against anime?"
"I...just hate that they do a few seasons, and they don't another. Especially when there's so much source material to work with?" He explains. "Back when Highschool of The Dead was still around, there were more chapters in the manga than there were on the anime."
"Oh yeah...the author passed away."
"Yep, that was sad..." Raymond sighed. "Hell, you know another good example of anime that was a letdown and had source material was Deadman Wonderland. They had all that material and couldn't go for another season. Fuck same for other anime's." He knew that there was always complications but geez.
"From what I heard, it's not popular in Japan."
"Meh, even so if it ain't popular in one place, its popular somewhere else." Raymond replied. "And you know that manga right there has two seasons, and dammit...seriously don't let it be a two hitter. Make another season already Netflix."
"Netflix always has a habit doing that don't they?"
"That's for sure...South Park even made a jab at that one time." Raymond chuckled; those guys always do a good job at making fun the shit out of things. Even famous people, politicians and everything.
"They even do plenty on Disney."
"That they do." He smirked. "Like that fucked up concert with the Jonas Brothers."
"Who?"
"Exactly." Raymond still smirks. "They enjoy fucking messing around with Mickey Mouse."
"Big time." Ember laughed. "And Disney's been a crap hole for a while."
"Are you kidding? They bought Star Wars and ruined it!" Raymond threw out. "Even Marvel."
"And I liked some of their movies!" Emberlynn admits. Though she does recall writing about Strange and Clea one time.
"Same, same here. The last movies were ok. In the past...But over the last few years? No. Not really no. Closest thing to awesome to awesome was Deadpool and Wolverine."
"You know that there's people mad about that right?"
"Over what? The movie making billions of dollars? Without the crap they used in other movies?" Raymond scoffed before mimicking crying. "Ooooh boo hoo! Look at me, I'm one of the soybean boys and the feminists that want more equality. And fake gasp you mocked Disney? You mocked gay people; you made such offensive jokes. People shouldn't be liking it. Well jokes on them, the money doesn't lie. People want freaking regular movies."
"That'll be the day..." Emberlynn said before smiling much to Raymonds confusion.
"What?"
"Look at us, finding common ground." She put a hand underneath her chin. "Isn't this nice?"
"Don't ruin it please..." Raymond dead panned. "Seriously..."
"Oh, are you shy now?" Emberlynn smiles mischievously.
"No, don't get weird..." Raymond replied his face still holding the same expression.
"Alright...Alright..." She snorted in amusement. "Geez...Just talking..."
"Well don't." The imp shivers in his seat.
"Oh, come on, this ain't so bad..." She rolled her eyes before examing her phone. "Plus, still got plenty of time before you take me home."
"I could always take you back now..."
"Aww!" The thick goth pouts. "But I was starting to have fun with you."
"Your still making it weird!" Raymond groaned and right then there was a knock on the door. "Oh good, saved by the knock."
"Raymond?" He heard his mothers voice on the other end. "Everything alright in there?"
"Just fine and dandy..." Emily's boy replied back sarcastically. "Thanks for asking..."
"Okay, just making sure."
"On what? I ain't beating her or nothin'..." He replied. "Seriously...nothing else is going on here..."
"Okay, Raymond. Don't be so paranoid. Unless you wanna remind of that one night." Of course she had to remind Raymond of that embarrassing incident. Again.
"What do you want mom?"
"Well I got dinner made and ready to go."
"Ain't it a bit early for that?"
"It is, but figured why not. Emberlynn? Care to join us?"
"Really?"
"Yeah by all means."
"Ok, well just give me a few and let me call my folks."
Damn! The imp grumbles in his mind. She wanted her to leave, not stay! How'd it end up like this!? Oh wait, he remembers the reason why. His little ass couldn't mind his own business!
After spending one more hour at the house and joining them for dinner Raymond was now taking Emberlynn back to her place.
"That was really good dinner...Your mom's cooking, oh my god. I haven't had fried potato's in forever."
"She always is the better chef in the house." Raymond nods. "Good luck asking my pop's to make some bread without it blowing up in his face."
"He's not much good in the kitchen is he?"
"Nooooo." Raymond replied. "Noooo...he's only good at the smoker."
"What'd he do?"
"He baked a fucking cake...and he forgot to add in the sugar."
"How?"
"Good as guess as me?" Raymond replied. "I don't know..."
"Closest thing my dad ever had a hard time with was his engine." The goth snorts.
"Oh yeah?" He might as well play along.
"Yeah. One time he was trying to fix his boat. Every time he found a solution; another one comes up. At the end of day, he turned the garage into The Eric Andre Show."
"I heard that show is stupid."
"Oh, it is, but it's funny watching a guy go on a rampage to break his own stuff."
"Only in a stoner show." Raymond rolls his eyes as he pushed his stilt down on the pedal.
"Which stoner show?"
"I don't freakin have a clue." The imp shrugs. "Pretty much anything on Adult Swim is a glorified stoner show. Except for Toonami."
"Toonami's ok. Just wish they had more variety..."
"What?"
"I just feel that they could do better and pick some different choices instead of the most popular stuff."
"Like anything, besides Dragon Ball or Dr. Stone or whatever."
"Personally, I like the original better the Kai." Raymond admitted. "And a few other shows. But that's just my opinion."
"The OG? Nice."
"Yeah, I think so...but not like GT."
"I always thought Super was cool." Ember shrugs.
"GT felt like a step in the wrong direction for the series. Then again most of the old timers seem to have that problem." Raymond admitted. "I kind of wish they did a segment where they put on some lighter toned anime."
A bit of silence fell until Emberlynn spoke up. "So, hey um...Ray?"
"Hmmm?"
"What next you wanna do?"
"Already?" She was wanting to make plans now?
"Yeah, I'm curious."
Raymond sighed; geez this girl was persistent. Really insistent on hanging out that's for sure. "...I don't know..."
"Well...what's one thing you always wanted to do?"
"Maybe...go out to the city and see the sights?" Raymon answered. "I don't know..."
"Well, why don't we do that?"
"I forgot to grab my wig."
"I still got it at my place." Emberlynn informed. "Got it in my drawer."
The imp quirks a brow at this. "You still kept it?"
"Yeah, I figured I'd give it back to you. I just found it the other day while I was outside."
"Huh, well...thanks...I guess..." Up ahead Raymond saw Emberlynn's house. "Oh, here we are."
"Alright. Just stay right there. I'll be back in a jiffy."
"No worries don't rush." Raymond replied back as he parked the truck while she got out of the truck. Soon enough she sprints up to her home opens the door and that's his que to wait. Raymond turned off the engine taking a sigh. He seriously wondered how much longer this had to keep going on.
Punishment was one thing, but to endure this weebs ramblings and fantasies? This is humiliating. More humiliating than when he tried out for the football team. He got labeled as a 'tampon boy' because of the color of his skin. Not to mention Raymond got bullied a lot by them. In the end he, told them to 'fuck off' they didn't take to kindly to his words.
But he didn't care, those dudes were just a bunch of freakin meatheads. As far as he's concerned, he'll outdo them all in life than in sports. Raymond will admit that it's...'sort of' nice to have someone new to talk too. The only folks he's ever talked to were just people in town, and of course the few faces he'd run into every now and then from high school.
Rarely does he ever talk to his exes. First one, long gone, moved to Vegas. Second one ghosted him. And the third, left him for another guy. Ironically, one of the meatheads with a needle dick. Last he heard from rumors; they got divorced. Tch, karma.
As Raymond was getting comfortable, he noticed something. "Hmm?" Leaning forward he got a better look.
There was movement up to the side. Hiding behind a bush as far as he can see. It's not concrete, but he can see a small light. It was small, but then the light got much bigger, he saw something get out. Couldn't make it out. But then he saw something emerge from the bushes.
What he sees surprises him. Those glowing eyes, just like Raymond's at night. What's more he could make our red skin and large horns!? But the most striking feature is the white splotch on his face. Scars. Just like Raymond's too. He accidentally cut himself with barbed wire on his right knee and days later it turn white.
What's more it was talking on a phone? Looked like a real chatty catty. He looks like him. Not identical, but physically. Maybe even a foot taller than him.
Whatever it was, he looked happy but then annoyed. What was this...thing doing? This guy ducks down again, moving on ahead towards Emberlynn's house...
The farmer boy glares at this creature suspiciously. "Whatever you're here for, it's not for girl scout cookies." Checking behind his, Raymond grabs his own 12-guage shotgun off the rack behind him. He opens up the glove compartment to pull out a pack of buckshot and loads up to 5 rounds in his weapon, before pocketing the rest.
He had to move, carefully and silently he steps out of his truck. And quietly steps out, keeping his weapon close to him. This fella in the cheap suit has bad news written all over him.
Closing the door gently he makes his move keeping grip of the weapon as he moved. As he did Raymond found a rock on the ground. He picked it up and moved to the direction of the tree.
Once a good enough distance to where he needed to be Raymond held out his gun and his tail quickly wrapped around it. He needed to focus on doing this, preparing to throw the rock.
If he makes the wrong kind of noise, chances are the assailant would attack him instead. He overheard the thing talk smirking. "Bingo..." He crawls on the branch creeping to Emberlynn's window. "B-Y-N-G-O."
Just as soon as the guy was about to pull something out, Raymond quickly chucks the rock. And it succeeds in knocking him in the back of his head, causing the guy to fall roughly right feet off the tree and into the grass.
"OW! What the fuc-Gah!" Suddenly without any warning something kicked him across the yard. It was Raymond and not wasting any time Raymond grabbed the back of the suite and heaved him forward, crashing right into a tree.
The imp slides down groaning, but that stops as the farmer points the gun straight into his chest, pumping the first round in at the ready. "Don't move!"
"Huh? What the..." Suddenly the assailant's eyes widened in shock. "fuuuuuuuuck?"
"So much as take a get up and you'll have to learn a breath through a hole in your chest." Raymond warns him.
The one before Raymond looked at him from up and down. "How the hell did you get here!?"
"None of your business, pal."
"No seriously how'd you even get here!?" The guy pointed at Raymond. "You don't' got one of those fuckin crystals do you!?"
"None of your fucking business." The shorter man firmly answered, uncaring of what nonsense he's spewing.
"Wait...you here to kill the college girl too? Well, hate to break it you, but I'm the one that's carrying the hit. So, back the fuck off!" The guy stood up. "But...would you want in on it? Because I ain't never seen another imp out of hell before."
The farmer glares at the man putting the barrel of the gun closer to his chest. "What did you just call me?"
"What an Imp? Uh-hello! That's what you fucking are!" Despite the gun at his chest, he wasn't fazed. "Also...what happened to your fuckin' horns?"
"Shut up."
"What's with that fuckin' reaction for? I'm an imp you're an imp." The dude before him even grabbed a tail of his own. "You got one of these don't you!?"
While he is very curious about the man, he has little patience for small talk. "I'm warning you, stop talking."
"Wait...do you even know what you are?" The red man raised an eyebrow.
Raymond tilts his shotgun up, smacking the chatter box in the face with a butt of the weapon. "Shut up!"
"Ok, at first I was gonna be nice, but now forget it!" The red guy glared up at him.
"Say another word and it'll be your last." Raymond dares him to say another word. Now more than eager to unload every shell he has into this idiot.
"You don't wanna do that..." He said in dangerous tone.
That's it. Just as Raymond was gonna fire the guy on the ground grabbed a bunch of dirt and threw it right into his face temporarily blinding him.
The imp gets up and goes to wrestle the gun out the shorter imp's hands. But the young man wasn't letting go as easily as he'd like. Even though he had dirt in his eyes Raymond's vision was coming back and he had to do something. So, he improvised pulling the gun towards himself and head butted the asshole.
Then he swings the butt of the shot gun again, bashing his head in. Despite this the guy grunted as he knocked the weapon out of Raymonds hands. Grinning before pulling out a small black knife. This was not good.
"Nice try, bitch." Raymond's foe said as he goes for a few strikes, but Raymond jumps back, he had to avoid the knife. The asshole was armed, and he wasn't.
"Gah! Hold still!" Raymond doesn't respond and continues dodging. "Dammit!" There's gotta be a way to disarm him. Raymond had to wait and be patient. The larger horned fiend rushed forward going for a straight stab. But quickly Raymond grabbed his arm getting into a good hold.
He elbows the man in the arm and kick his knee in for good measure. "Ow! Motherfucker!" The man howls in pain as he drops his weapon.
Right then and there the shorter imp rushed forward, hoisting the assassin up before slamming him down flat on his back in a very well-placed tackle. There he didn't waist another moment and started to punch him while he was down repeatedly back and forth.
The guy tried to block, even throw a cheap shot in. But this kid is beating the horse shit out of him. Suddenly his tail went out and wrapped itself around Raymonds neck. The white-haired man gags trying to pull it off of him. Taking the advantage now the guy throws a few hard punches at Raymond. This staggers the chocking imp.
"Ha! How do you like me now bitch!?" He asked throwing another punch. Trying to breathe through his chocking. Raymond does something he wouldn't do. Opening wide he lets his sharp teeth bite down on the length of his attacker's tail.
The assailant screamed out in pain as his tail loosened, Raymond kept biting holding the tail while he delivered a few hard punches to his stomach.
"Fuck-Fuck-Fuck-Fuck-Fuck!" He cried out in pain. That only encouraged Raymond to keep going until the guy had enough and landed a clear blow right into his face on his nose area. "Satan dammit!"
The shorter man staggers back, spitting out whatever blood he might have got in his mouth. "Hope you had your rabies shot, moron!"
"The fuck you even doing here for!?" The assailant asked as he nursed his tail. "You're getting in the fucking way!"
"Apparently saving that girl from a lunatic satanist."
"Satanist!? Do I look fucking human stupid! I'm a demon and you're a demon too!"
"Will you stop calling me that! I'm not a demon, you dumb shit."
"What you a fucking vampire who can't see his reflection, yeah you are dumber shit!"
"No what's dumb is you walking in, thinking you can get away with killing some otaku." Raymond rebukes.
"Huh? Are you fucking kidding me? What you banging her or something?"
"What? Eww! No, seriously?" The small imp questioned.
"Ha! You're also a fuckin virgin too!? Oh, shit that's hilarious!" He broke down into laughter.
"Oh, fuck you!"
"Not even on birthday."
"Fucking leave!" Raymond yelled out. "I don't care who fucking sent you, you don't fucking belong here!"
"Oh, that's rich!" The assailant replied back. "Story of my life! Neither do you!"
"I live here you, fucking mental!"
"Live here!? Ohoho! This is some stupid fuckin' fairy tale bullshit!" Just as he said that another round was fired, only this time it grazed his right shoulder leaving a big gash.
"Get out of here!"
"Hey! What's all that racket!?"
"Fuck!" The assailant cursed pressing something on his sleeve. Just like that a portal opened. "This ain't fucking over! Not by a long shot!" With those parting words he jumped into there.
"What the fuck?" The imp couldn't believe his eyes by what he saw as the portal closed. He doesn't have time to ask anymore. He needs to leave now.
Raymond goes to try and move. But his leg blows out from where the knife hit him. He collapsed, feeling the knife move a bit.
Shit, he forgot it was still in there. And not only that but people were also coming out of there homes. Naturally the sounds of gun fire got their attention.
Some were fearful, and others were also armed, just in case. He could hear rustling from outside the house he's been defending. Someone's coming and he can barely get up. Pulling the weapon out now would just make things worse
It was a man wearing glasses and upon seeing Raymond his reaction was natural. "What the fuck!?" He was surprised by his appearance, not only that but he saw the shot gun he was holding. Thats' where the gunfire came from!
"Please." Raymond puts the weapon down favoring his leg. "I need help."
"Honey what's-" A woman with tanned skinned emerged and saw what he was seeing. "OH MY GOD!"
"Look. Someone attacked me, I'm hurt." The imp tries to explain to these people.
"H-Honey do something!"
"Ye-Yeah I'm on it..." The man brought out his phone, Raymond saw he was gonna dial 911.
"N-No! Wait please!" Raymond begs. "Somebody stabbed me, and I was trying defend myself. Please, listen to me."
"Raymond? Where are you?" Emberlynn called out, he looked over and saw her standing by his truck.
"Ember!" He called out and this got her attention as she gasped in shock.
"Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god!" She rushed over to him in a mere flash. "Ray-kun!" Oh, for fucks sake she's doing that even now!? Right now!?
"You know this thing?" Her father questioned.
"Uh yeah, this is the same Raymond-kun I've been telling you about!" She replied back.
Why is still using that!? He's bleeding out there! Hello!
"That's him!?" Her mom questioned. "I thought you were making that up."
"I thought so too..." Her father also admitted.
"Uh, hello!" Raymond spoke up in annoyance. "I'm fucking been stabbed in the leg!" To prove his point he lets go, showing them the problem and the black blood oozing out.
A little while later Raymond got patched up. Emberlynn's parents offered to call an ambulance, but he declined. If how they reacted before was anything to go by, it's doubtful any doctor here would react any better. It hurt like hell to pull the knife out, so they gave him something to bite on. Once it was out, the wound was disinfected and then properly patched up.
"How did you say it happened?" Emberlynn's father asked the imp prone on the couch with his leg propped up.
"I was waiting for Ember to pick up something I lost a while back. Then I saw that weirdo that kinda looked like me. Only that he was bald, has bigger horns than mine and by God he doesn't shut up."
"And then where'd he goes?"
"He went up to your tree in the backyard." Raymond answered. "Knocked him out of their and had my gun trained on him. Moron just started blabbing about being here to kill your daughter."
"Wait what!?" This got a reaction from her mom. "Hold on, back up! Kill! Did you say kill!?"
"Yes ma'am. It's true. That man said so right to my face. So did what I thought was right and shoot him. But he was a slippery bastard."
'Well holy fuck..." He turned over to Emberlynn. "What the hell did you get yourself involved in now?"
"Me? I didn't do anything." The goth defends. "I was just writing some things and started hanging out with Raymond for a while."
"Wait, that's where you've been today?"
"Yeah, that's what I told you both before I left!" Honestly, she never understands why her folks never believe her at times.
Though the wounded imp has some idea why, considering her hobby. But he goes to finish the story. "I tried to get him, but fucker stabbed me in the leg and disappeared."
"Ok...this is...this..." This was a lot to take in for Emberlynn's old man.
"FUBAR? Yeah. I've got a sick feeling he'll be back for more." Raymond said in a worried tone.
"Then...so...what do we do?" Emberlynn's mother asked worryingly.
"Probably not a bad idea to find a good place to hide. A vacation spot maybe?" The imp tells them.
"Eh...we ain't got one..." Emberlynn replied.
"No? Well, you're gonna have to make up one now. Maybe somewhere like Miami? The Caribbean?"
"Easier for you to say, we've spent most of our spare savings to help enroll our girl into college."
"Well, it's either that or wait for a hunting party to come into your front door and destroy everything."
Raymond sighs knowing this wasn't gonna be good at all. "Look, I think for better or worse you all should just come over to my place. Give my folks the run-down of what's going on."
"Your family?"
"Yeah. We live on a ranch by Castle Peak. Everyone there knows about me."
Emberlynn looked hesitant. "Uh...Raymond...you sure your still able to drive? I mean...one of your legs got stabbed..."
Raymond sighs, knowing the problem. So, he glanced up at the Pinkle family, hoping for some assistance. "Any chance you guys can help with that?"
Emberlynn hesitantly raised up her hand. "I..have a license...I can drive."
The white-haired imp glances over to the goth, raising a brow. "You do?"
"Yeah...I just...don't have a car..." She admitted sheepishly. "That's just one thing...I don't have..."
Raymond sighs, seeing that there's not a lot of other options for him. So, he goes to sit up. "You better not leave a scratch on my truck." He then grabbed his gun, being mindful of where he's holding it. But he was also using it to help him walk, a makeshift lethal crutch. "Alright...um what are your names?"
"Oh, I'm Tucker and this is my wife, Sarah."
"Ok, Tucker, just follow us. If you need to grab your wallets or something, get to it then." The father didn't argue as runs upstairs. "Ember...help me walk please..."
"Huh? Oh...yeah sure..." She quickly obliged. But what she did instead surprised him. She grabs the imp and hoists him up in a bridal carry.
"Hey!" He yelped in surprise by the sudden show of strength. "What're you doing?"
"Helping you."
"But is carrying me really that necessary?"
"And what's wrong with that?"
The imp holding his gun tries to argue. But his red face grew an interestingly pink hue. Seriously wasn't this supposed to be usually the other way around? Sure, she's taller than him. But it's embarrassing to think of it that way.
Not only that but his freakin folks he already knew they were gonna have a field day when they hear about this. Yep, big time they were not gonna be thrilled. But then again, he rather be dealing with that instead of nearly dying.
To Be Continued
(Note, again to the artists please P.M me instead and the fakes don't even bother trying to fool me)
Marbled Gold. Hey super glad you liking this my friend, and hey for a short one I figured why not?😏 Plus this story isn't to serious at all just something more simple
MujonaNemo. And right here my compadre, you get your answer😏Imp raised on earth 1. Imp raised in hell 0.