《Satan's Assassin》:Chapter 36:
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"Idiot, idiot, idiot." I muttered smacking myself in the face. Swinging my feet over the Harley, I sighed. I have to go on date with Dalton tomorrow. When looking up idiot in the dictionary you will see my name. I started up my Harley with a nice roar to the engine. Then I sped off.
My eyes drifted to the forest. I don't know why but this specific forest put me on the edge. Ignoring my gut feeling I continued driving. Nothing was here or gonna attack me. It's not even the day for my encounter with Gavial. Honestly I needed to stop being on edge.
Looking at the forest I saw a black dog standing there. Vilhry. Our red eyes met and so many emotions were shared. See my hellhound protector was here to. Suddenly the hellhound started running after me. Vilhry was pacing himself with me. That made me feel safe. Just then Vilhry threw his body at me knocking me off my Harley and sending it across the ground.
His nails dug into my shoulder as we slid across the ground. Where the hell was that S.W.A.T. team. He snapped his jaws in my face in a threatening way. This hellhound was not Vilhry. His teeth then dug into my denim jacket, blood sprouting against it. I looked at the my hand. I needed Ferrell or I was dead meat. As if reading my mind the hellhound clawed at my hand.
I let out a high pitched scream as his claws sunk in. He let go of my shoulder and my blood dripped from his muzzle down onto my face. Nothing but pain shot from my shoulder. He gave me a look saying 'Give in.' I coughed up blood. "I'll never give in." I whispered as more blood trickled down from my mouth. The hellhound snarled at me.
Then he lunged at my throat. Just as he was about to tear my throat it a huge wolf slammed into it. I scooted away. The hellhound shook it's head as it regained it's stance. The wolf snarled slamming it's foot into the ground. It's fur was a tan with streaks of and strawberry blonde black. The wolf also seemed to be made of mist, partially.
It turned it's head to me and our eyes met. The pupils of the wolf was red. This wolf in front of me was a hybrid. The wolf then focused on the hellhound and snarled. They both sprung at each other snapping at each other.
I examined my hand which looked like it was run over. "Ferrell." I whispered. There was fur brushing against my skin. I opened my eyes hoping to see Ferrell and I did. His eyes glanced down at me. His gaze landed on the hellhound and he snarled. The hellhound had the hybrid pinned down and was going in for the kill.
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Ferrell launched himself at the hellhound his jaws snapping fiercely. The hellhound seem shocked but also scared. Ferrell collided with the hellhound and grabbed it by it's neck. "Magenta." I said summoning my other hellion. A smaller hellion ran past me and at the hellhound to join Ferrell in the attack on the hellhound. Ha, attack on hellhound.
Magenta jumped onto the hellhound's back and started snapping at his neck. Magenta was more of a tracker and Ferrell was a magnificent killer. Ferrell body slammed the hellhound sending him flying. Magenta clawed at the hellhound as she jumped off his back and landed next to the hybrid.
Ferrell ran at the hellhound and wrapped his jaws around the hellhounds neck and there was a solid snap. Magenta sent herself at his soul her jaws snapping around his soul. Ferrell and Magenta jumped back as the hellhound went up in flames.
My gaze focused on the hybrid. It tried saving me and not killing me. Ferrell and Magenta started emitting a glow as they turned into their human forms.
Ferrell's bright green hair was spiked up this time. He was in a pair of light blue skinny jeans and a vintage jacket and grey DCs. His bright green eyes landed on me. Magenta's purple hair was thrown across her forehead as her indigo eyes landed on me. She was in a Alice in Wonderland dress with purple stockings and black platforms plus a white vintage jacket.
The hybrid then shifted into their human form. A naked girl was lying on the ground. "Ah Satan, why do werewolves shift naked." Ferrell yelled in his monotone voice as he covered his eyes just like Magenta. "Don't know." Magenta said in her adorable little girl voice as she took off her vintage jacket and laid it over the girl.
The girl had long caramel colored hair with blonde highlights. She groaned opening her eyes. "Is she alive?" The girl asked wrapping the vintage coat around her. "Isabella, yeah, we'd never let her die on our watch." Ferrell said tightening his vintage bomber jacket around himself.
Magenta walked over to me and pulled me up. "Damn he did a number on you, we need to get you home and have a talk with your so called security." Magenta said slinging my arm around her shoulder and pulling me up. The girl buttoned the jacket up. "Thanks for covering me up." She said. Magenta smiled at her kindly. "No problem, Ferrell give me your jacket." Magenta said her lips quirking up in a smirk.
Ferrell started complaining. "But-" Magenta cut him off with bringing her finger up. "I'm your girlfriend." Magenta said. Ferrell grumbled as he shrugged off jacket and threw it to Magenta. Magenta smirked as she slipped it on with ease. It flooded her small tiny form. "Who are you?" I asked the girl. She looked up as she pushed aside her red hair. "I'm Paris, Vilhry is my Dad." Paris said.
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Ferrell and Magenta froze. "Your Vilhry's daughter." Ferrell said shocked. Magenta stood there frozen. "I've been trying to find Isabella for so long, ever since your family was killed I ran away from home trying to find you." Paris said. "Why?" I asked. "I'm your second protector." Paris said smiling as she stood to her full height which was 5"10. Damn all these tall people.
My vison started getting blurry and I fell against Magenta. "Shit, that hellhound had venom in his bite, we need to get it out!" Magenta yelled at Ferrell. "I'll get her Harley." Ferrell said as he ran to my bike. "Magenta, I'm hot." I said. "Sh, we're gonna get it out." Magenta said. I nodded. "She's starting to fade." Magenta yelled. "There's a pickup coming with Rory in it." Ferrell yelled as my vision started getting black.
"Hang on Isabella." Paris said as she walked up to me holding my Harley up. Magenta nodded as she attempted to hold me up. I decided to let the darkness that loved me so much consume me.
"Is she gonna be fine?" A male voice that sounded like Rory's asked. "I replaced the venom with mine which will be destroyed by Satan." Ferrell said. I knew that was Ferrell since he was with me. A cold hand swept my bangs out of my face. "She looks so peaceful." Magenta said.
"She always looks like this when she's unconscious." Ferrell replied his voice dripping with sarcasm. If I was awake, I would be smirking at him. "Why do they want her?" Dalton asked. Dalton. Of course he was here. Why wouldn't he be here, he's always here when I end up hurt. I swear when I see Gavial I will tear him apart.
Forcing my eyes open I took in my surroundings. I was in my living room. Magenta sat at the top of my couch. "Your awake." Magenta said happily as she plopped down next me. Using her leg I pushed myself up. I looked around at the people around me. So many, all here because of me. Derik was sitting on my loveseat with Kayla next to him who gave me a concerned look.
Nico was sitting across from me with Dalton. Ferrell was right beside me. But the one person that shocked me was the blonde in the back. I knew no one could see her except me. The blonde looked up and our eyes met. Lilith. Satan's play buddy. Not the nice kind of play either. They were both hurt inside so they did it a lot. Their children were even dating each other. But that's not important.
"Are you alright?" Magenta asked. "Great except my shoulder feels like it was run over." I said. Magenta shot Ferrell a look. "The Organization is sending in someone in a few months, we're staying here for two years." Derik said. Yay, cause I so wanted to stay here.
"You would of stayed here either or I would of gone with you." Kayla said to Derik. Derik smirked at me in this mischievous way. Damn was Derik badass at random times. Even in romance Derik was badass. I ship them so hard. Dalton looked at me with sympathy.
"Who are they sending?" I asked ignoring the sharp throbbing pain in my shoulder. Derik gave me this strained look. "Lilith's Killer." Derik said. My eyes drifted back to Lilith who nodded at me. "The third strongest hunter, there hoping with all three of our presences it'll drive them away." Derik said casually.
"Who's Lilith Killer?" Nico asked. "She's Lilith's vessel." I answered looking at my nails, again. Nico nodded seeing it a sensitive topic. She was an alright girl but when we around each other, Lilith and Satan won't shut up.
My gaze landed back on Lilith. She looked at me with her dark brown eyes. They went from brown to an endless black. Then Lilith mouthed 'Gavial isn't patient, you most not lose to him.' My body went cold and ridged. She knew about the note and my plan. Then she disappeared. Well wasn't this gonna be great.
Lilith isn't a bad person either is her vessel. But they do play significant roles in Isabella's life. Isabella and Lilith's vessel both have crappy pasts. If you want find out what happens next tune in. Until next time my sexy marshmallows.
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