Thread: Hells Game

She sits on a railing waiting and watching for gamers and demons to come in

He slowly comes up behind the young demon girl his sword dragging behind him moving the red dirt as he walked. "Such a horrid sight" he says softly letting the words seep out his mouth "I wonder which one will die first" there was no emotion in his voice it was completely lifeless "I can't wait to hear them cry in agony as I slowly cut them apart"

She turns around looking at the demon giving him grin "I like your attitude " for the first time even for meeting some one she puts her troubles behind her and try's to be nice ...."I'm jade storms nice to meet you on this fine day of hell .... *she slowly looks away with a frown now

He looks down at her with a lazy eye. He wondered if he should say something or give her his name. but what would giving her his name do, she would judge him. he was the most heated demon in Hell, because of him being half human. But yet again why should he care he never cared for his human half or his hore of a mother who seduced his father. "I'm Damon Alagatorez, Lucifers dog but I'm pretty sure you already knew that."

Nice to meet she says softly with a small smile (no ones seen her smile) she jumps Down from the railing in front of you now *she gives a sigh and still looks down* it's not my job to judge you she says in a low kind voice * (she's never been so nice)

He gives her a weird look she was weird he wondered if it was because she acted differently them other demons."your weird" he stayed straight out. He ment no offense he said it out of curiosity. Afterwords he slowly turned his head away.

"Ya ... I guess Iam " *she frowns fighting tears she doesn't cry though* (she only means to be nice and trying to at least make one friend she struggles with this with herself)

He wondered if he was horrible. He didn't have emotions so maybe he was. After dwelling on the idea of being horrible he wondered if it would be fun to pretend he did have emotions, he wondered if he should start with remorse. "I'm...u..uhh...sorry" he stayed tripping over his words as he tried to bring them out. Damn he was bad at this

(She hangs her head still she grabs your wrist) "will you please be my friend............ I've been so lonely since I lost my older brother......"

A sense of fear overwhelmed him, he pulls his hand away from hers. He might not know other emotions but fear was one he knew really well being trapped in the same room as satan. "Alright I'll be your friend" he says as he takes his hands and puts them in his pockets. He guessed his fear was because the only time other demons touched him was in order to torture him, because of him being half human. He still has wounds on his body and scars hidden under his clothes.

Sorry I didn't mean too come apoun you like that..*she looks at her hands then shakes her head thinking about something * she looks up at you with a smile "thank you she says softly

He looks off wondering what he got himself into he had never had a friend before much less someone he could talk to.

She keeps her smile apoun her face the only thing keeping her happy is that she now knows she has a friend "Damon she says softly I'm so glad we can be friends....sorry for grabbing you like that... I didn't mean to (she looks at you now)

".....your weird" he says with a slight smile. He wondered if their friendship would last.

She still smiles and opens her arms for a hug

He looks at her confused unsure what she wants

Can I give you a hug she says in a loving tone

"What is that, is it some human sign of affection" he curled his lip he didn't like the humans they were worthless which makes him also worthless he learned that from the demons around him and by watching the stupid things try to make it through hell didn't they know it was a game doomed from the start.

(she doenst really care that much what he just said and gives him a hug its a very long hug she wants him to feel like he's more and that he means a lot to her and even if it some human sign if affection she wanted it to be more of your special to me and we'll some how make it out of things)*she doesn't say anything then after a while throw the hug she starts to back out of it to see what you do*

Damon just stands there frozen his eyes wide with fear until she let go of him. Then after moments of fear he calmed down noticing she did not harm him. She's sure is one strange demon.

I told you i wasnt going to hurt you and i wont.... *she smiles at you

"I guess so" he says looking away "are we going to kill some humans" he says in a calm bored voice

"Ya that sounds fun if you want to do that " (she wonders why he keeps looking off she sighs a little )

They return and she sets you down and folds her wings behind her back she slides against one of the wooden rails and sits there and starts cleaning any of her wounds up she wrappes some wrap around her arm and then sighs looking at her hands thinking about Damon when they they first ment and hugged and how he helped her .....

Hands balled into fists, he stepped forward as he changed his destiny. He wouldn't sit back and let life dictate his powers, nor his mortality. No, this was his life. It was his choosing to live, fight, and die. He didn't want death. He refused to accept death would befall the mortal body he was given. Knowing his former life, he wanted that beautiful, perfect body restored. He would mow down anyone who tried to stop him too. He would succeed. And he would become his former god-like self.

Fierce icy blue eyes darted to and fro. Just where was he. Where was he really. He didn't recognize this place. Sure, he knew he entered the games, but was this the first step? The first step for mortal man? The first step to a changed life and a new fate?

Smirk on his face, his shifty eyes sought out direction.

"And so it begins," he said with a tone full of much malice and hate. Clearly, he wasn't afraid of whatever laid before him. Hell nor demons would deter him from his dream.

their was a stir in the hot wind in hell demons and creatures were becoming unsteady. Damon's hair on the back of his neck pricked up and he was paying attention to the different sounds he was hearing. "......som..someone is here" Damon said very quietly and slowly. He slowly rose from where he was sitting his eyes were moving from object to object ready to go look for the mortal who dared to enter Hell.

A smile slowly creeping on his face and his red demon eye was wide with the crazy need to kill. "hehehehe" he laughed quietly slowly starting to walk in the direction of the mortal with his sword slowly dragging behind him.

Having turned over his hand to look at the dirt beneath his nails, Rroy paid no attention to what dared occupy his space. When the sound of metal dragging on the floors finally irked him enough, his blue gaze jumped to the red eyed demon that now stood just feet away from him.

Glancing from the sword to the demon to his hands, he shrugged. He really did need to maintain better care of his hands. After all, dirty hands make for a dirty man, and he was far from dirty. Picking at the dirt until it was all gone, the raven let out a sigh before rolling his eyes up to meet the demon again.

"I don't suppose you carry a file on you?" Holding up a slightly chipped nail, he smirked before his eyes fell back on the sword. "Am I to presume you're here to kill me?" Pure amusement washed over his features. He was clearly having too much fun being this haughty human who seemed indifferent in the pits of hell.

Did he have a death wish? Possibly. And yet, there was something about him that seemed calm and at peace down here. As if... as if he'd been in Hell before.

Damon looked at the mortal in front of him curiously. there was something off about him he didn't seem like any other human that dared to enter Hell.......he was...some what intimidated by the man. But why, the man is a human and he was a demon or at least half a demon.

"..........what is this file that you speak of?" Damon couldn't help it that he knew nothing of the human world and he never will humans were dirty and pathetic and even though he is half human he would never sink to their stupidity.

Damon slowly walked to the side of the man he was unsure if he really wanted to kill the man or just torture him. No maybe he would just have fun with him. He was not in the mood to deal with a dead body or a bloody corpse.

Unamused by the demon's lack of knowledge in relation to the human world, Rroy just rolled his eyes in annoyance before tucking his neatly cleaned nails away. "Nevermind, I can make do without." Those icy orbs met Damon's two-tone eyes and a small grimace swept over his face. "Do you happen to know of a demon or god who possesses the powers of ice and darkness?"

Rroy hitched up a brow at his question, hoping that Damon would be slightly of use to him. Eying the sword, he smirked again. Damon could certainly be of use if he could talk the demon into giving him a weapon. Though, for now, he needed not a weapon but direction. If he wanted to get what he came here for, he would need to start moving.

"I seek to challenge of being of ice and a being of darkness. Upon slaying them, I will consume their powers and begin my renewal. You can either aid me or die by my bare hands now. I will warn you, if you fall to my mortal hands, you will become the laughing stock of Hell."

Although Rroy had no visible weapons on him, something about the way he spoke seemed confident. Too confident. As if he knew 100-percent that he would smite Damon if he dared betray him.

something the mortal said scared Damon. He thought long and hard about what the mortal had said "if you fall to my mortal hands, you will become the laughing stock of Hell." he was already tortured and hated by hell for being half human. if he was defeated by this human would he be killed by The king of hell. no Hell would not kill him hell would do far worse to him, hell was not kind enough to do him such mercy.