• I don’t think we deserve what happens to most of us. A lot of it’s coincidence. Like a person walking home and getting shot and then robbed. Or a person leaving the stove on and then having their house burn down. And then there are those who do deserve it, like me.
    It had been a year since that demon had destroyed most of what I had. I had found a new apartment, new drinking buddies, even a new car. But you never forget having a close friend die in your arms. I barely ever left my apartment except to get food and work. I had to keep a low profile after being the only survivor of an explosion that destroyed my last apartment.
    Jessy had gone into the police force so that she could do something until she got recalled. Freddy had been training martial arts at a dojo he opened, he taught stick and sword fighting mostly. They would stop by now and then to see if I wanted to do anything. I would always reply “Maybe tomorrow.”
    Jessy would keep me safe from other police by destroying any files on my old apartment. But every time she would she would tell me to skip town or something. The police chief was a pretty cool guy, lived in a good neighborhood with his hot wife and kids like in a really bad family sitcom. Only problem was he seemed to have this obsession with the case. Something about never losing a suspect or something like that.
    I had spent a lot of time reading up on demons so that I could kill them easier if they ever showed up again. Turns out that’s what saved the human race. I had a dream three days before the event happened. There were five cloaked figures with demon wings on their back. The first one stepped forward to reveal the police chief, the second Freddy, the third Jessy, and the fourth a 15 foot tall demon with a crown. Then the fifth one revealed themself and I blanked out before I saw his face. I then woke to see that my bed was burning. There were demonic symbols on the ground drawn with blood.
    I put out the fire and cleaned up the blood. Then I saw something strange, my sword was glowing and had changed shape from a ninjato to a katana. I figured the gods were rewarding me for killing the demon a year ago. They didn’t send it to reward me, they sent it to protect me.
    The next day I went to practice with it at Freddy’s dojo. He gave me some wooden statues to practice on. I took a swing and the statue didn’t just split it disintegrated. “HOLY ... where did you get that sword.” “I woke up and it was just there. I guess the gods are favoring me or something.” “ Well whatever reason they gave it to you it’s !$#@ing awesome.”
    I then had an idea. If I had such a powerful weapon I might finally be able to take out The Monastery and all their corrupt followers. So I took my new found weapon and left again. To avoid being noticed by the police I decided to drive their. So I got in my truck and drove for a whole day until it was dark. I pulled into a motel and got a room and fell asleep.
    That night I had a second dream. The five cloaked figures were all in a circle and had daggers with demonic symbols on them. In the middle of the circle was a pedestal and on the pedestal was a man who was tied down. I then saw that the man who was tied down was me. They all stabbed me in the heart repeatedly. I then woke up screaming and I saw that my shurikens had all been turned into silver.
    I went back to sleep and in the morning I drove to the monastery. I broke down their doors but what I saw amazed me. Someone had beaten me to it. Everyone was dead and their bodies were mutilated. I searched the entire place and found one guy, he was wearing royal robes and was on the floor and as I got closer I saw that it was The Emperor. I put my sword to his throat and said what happened here. He said with a maniacal laugh “I wanted this world to burn. The scum of the earth were taking over and old coots like me were becoming obsolete.” I turned and saw that the room had demonic writing on the floor and candles. I then saw and The Emperor was holding one of the daggers from my dream. “YOU WILL ALL DIE AHAHAHAHAHA!!!” I looked at the writing and saw that it was a summoning ritual and from what I could read it was supposed to summon half of Hell straight to earth.
    I got into my truck and sped off back to my apartment. It only took me a day thanks to the fact that I was speeding. I got home and found the sky was on fire and demons were running rampant. I drove to my apartment and ran into the building to where my room was. There was a demon looking through my things. He turned and rammed me against a wall. Then I heard a gunshot and the demon had a gaping hole in his head. I turned and Jessy was right there. “Come on we need your help now.” “How did you know I was here.” “Don’t you live here? Hurry up.”
    I was sent to see the police chief for a briefing. Apparently the demons had shown up while I was gone and there was one really big demon calling himself Mutiler which is french for maim. Jessy had found my books and learned that silver could harm the demons so there was a supplier of silver bullets from all the crazy people who keep that kind of stuff. My job was to go and help kill as many demons as I could and clear a path to Mutiler so that the police could go in and take him out. Freddy was helping me with my mission. He had silver arrows and a silver katana.
    We then went out and started killing demons left and right. We must have killed 200 each. We finallyu got to the place where Mutiler was supposed to be and when I saw him he looked exactly like the demon in my dream. I then radioed for the police to come and take him out. They showed up and we charged him. But then with a wave of his hand everyone stopped but me and him. I said to him “Who are you?” “I am what the Romans call Lucifer, what the Americans call The Devil, I am the lord of Hell. He then lunged forward and implanted his sword right into my chest.
    I looked down and couldn’t believe that it would end this way, no big fight, no triumphant victory, just me with a sword in my chest and blood dripping onto the ground. He then removed the sword and I fell to ground everyone started moving again and even while on the ground dying I could tell they were losing. I was feeling dizzy, I was losing vision, and then I felt very tired.

    Nap time.