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The Demon stopped moving, eyes clouded and darting around frantically. Erin patted its massive head. “Good boy,” the iced smile crept back into place. “Now, what can you tell me about the humans your lot took? And don’t leave out any details.” She sang a siren in the forest.
The Demon panted; voice trembled as he spoke. “I…they…we took thirteen of them. Eight females and five males.”
“Yes, we are aware, go on,” Libby added, her voice low, devoid of its usual singsong tone.
The Demon’s clouded eyes shot in Libby’s direction, not seeming to realize she was still there. “O-okay. The humans, they worked for a factory, all of them out here. That’s how we found them.”
“Why them though? Why did that have anything to do with you taking them?” Erin poked the Demon’s face with her dagger, barely missing his eye.
“We searched for them,” his voice became strained, as if fighting to speak. “We were searching for The Key. Erebus told us we must find these humans. The descendants. The descendants of some deceased human girl, he said her name was Leonora. That we would know. As their births would have fallen on the day of the blood moon.”
“There are anywhere between two to four blood moons a year. Countless children are born on those days. Why these thirteen specifically? How could you know the difference between them, thesedescendants,and any normal human being?” Erin questioned him.
Interesting.
We’ve been searching for weeks…and never has anything been mentioned about these ‘descendants.’
Or Leonora…
A vein in the Demon’s neck twitched, his face wincing in pain as he ground out, “Their scents. The energy that radiates off of them. There was rumor that they were more than human, and Erebus ran with it. They all happened to be at the same place.”
Erin’s eyes narrowed. I stepped toward the Demon, shoving my foot down on its head before Erin could begin her next line of questioning. I let my voice drop, the promise of death rumbling from my throat. “Where does Leonora come into this then? What significance would her bloodline play?”
And how the hell is some assignment from a college history class tying into all of this?
The Demon whined. “All I’ve heard was a theory. I don’t know. Erebus had told us of a legend. One that described this Leonora as a unique individual. A traitor to her kind.” I pushed the heel of my shoe further, the Demon let out a wail.
“Out with it, Demon.”
I snuck a look at Erin, she was beginning to shake, her mask falling. The Demon kept his clouded eyes trained on me; its neck twisted at an unnatural angle.
“She…she was a Demon, who chose the enemy. She abandoned the Demons, and in turn fell to become half-human as punishment by our ruler. Her father,” the Demon sucked in a ragged breath. “She had been the strongest Demon of our kind and stripped herself of that power for an Angel. Her descendants…they were not of her bloodline but the bloodline of the thirteen Demons who followed her betrayal.”
“Was she killed?”
The Demon’s voice strained. “No one knows. Not even Erebus.”
Erin scoffed. “Of course he doesn’t. That’s fucking convenient.”
The Demon shook as his eyes darted back to Erin. “That’s all I know, I swear.”
“Where are they?”
The Demon’s eyes began to bug out of their sockets as he wailed once again.
“Josh, stop it!” Erin shouted, shooting up to her feet. Josh’s eyes widened, bordering panic.
“It’s not me, Miss Snow. I swear.”
“Then what the fuck is happening?” She shot down to her knees next to the Demon, clasping her hands on its shoulders in an attempt to shake it from its lying position.
“Erin, that's not going to do anything! He’s convulsing!” I shouted as she frantically rocked the Demon’s body back and forth on the ground. I lunged forward to pull her away, motioning for Libby to get back as well, when the Demon exploded. I threw myself at Erin, doing what I could to wedge myself between her body and the flying Demon carcass.
Black sludge sprayed throughout the meadow, dying the entirety of the area a deep ink. Scraps and chunks of Demon flesh lined the clearing. Several pieces clung to my back, slowly oozing down my sides as I pushed myself off of Erin, both of us breathing heavily. Libby’s eyes were wide, the emeralds shining against the ink that coated her face and hair. Josh stood a few feet back, Demon flesh in his hair, black goo stained his white V-neck, his black blazer seeming to blend in.
“What the flying fuck was that?!” I shouted, to no one in particular. My eyes darted along the stained meadow, searching for the source.
“The flying part was the Demon,” Erin quipped next to me. I turned my head, staring at her, my mouth hanging open.
