Book two of Predator and Prey
(If you haven't read that one I suggest you read it first)
Word count- 32,385
⚠️warnings⚠️ this story will contain language, gore, and some sensitive topics.
Disclaimer- I do not own any of the Hazbin characters nor do...
I narrow my eyes and smile. "Perfect." Best way to take out my anger, slaughtering demons that piss me off.
I teleport to my territory, the demons there don't look half as scared as they should be.
"You say I make you nervous, a tragedy I'm a beautiful disaster, a reckoning You wonder how I got this way~"
My power flows to my fingertips. Satan I've missed this.
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"You think I'm someone to be saved, someone to clean up and tame Oh somethings never change, never change, oh~"
My eyes glow (F/c) and I lengthen my claws.
"You think I would look pretty on your arm Once you cover up my bruises and battle scars But it always ends the same~"
I whistle and my shadow pack joins my side. Now the damn demons look scared.
"Can't bear the things I've had to face Got you crying on your knees in pain Oh somethings never change, never change, oh~"
Shadow swirls around me and I lash out, killing the closest demon.
"You'll break your back to make me feel again Suffocate to make me breathe again Lose your mind from endless praying Somethings never change, never change, oh Redemption never came~"
I walk down the street, the stone cracking under my steps.
"I stopped asking for forgiveness 'cause you should know Only fools tread where the angels fear to go But you keep trying to get too close~"
My shadow pack chases down and slaughters any demon in their path. Screams of fear and pain ring in my ears.
"Saved myself by turning into stone So save your judgment 'cause you just don't know But somethings never change, never change, oh~"
Blood coats the street now, bodies fallen everywhere. Grabbing a demon by the throat, I plunge my claws into his chest and rip out his heart.
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"They say I should feel guilty and change my ways Leaving crumpled bodies in my wake Swear I didn't mean to make them break~"
I look back at my destruction and for a brief moment my mind fills with regret.
"But they're so delicate and so mundane And they keep coming like a moth to flame Oh somethings never change, never change, mmm-mmh~"
But that feeling quickly vanishes as I go back to killing and destroying.
"You'll break your back to make me feel again Suffocate to make me breathe again Lose your mind from endless praying Somethings never change, never change, oh Redemption never came~"
Saying the last line with disgust as I throw away the severed head of the demon I just killed.
My outfit is covered in blood, my claws dripping, a satisfied smile on my face. My body hums with the aftermath of using my powers.
In the sky I hear the whorling of helicopter blades, I look up to see a 666 news camera trained on my bloody figure. I show them my middle finger and lick the blood off while making eye contact.
Oh how I had fun.
"Now that's more my style. What do you think?" I say to my shadow as I stick out my blood covered arm and inspect it. "Nothing like a good masacre to get the blood pumping." I laugh lightly.
Agreed
I crack my knuckles, "Felt good didn't it?"
Before my shadow responds I hear someone behind me clear their throat. I turn slowly to see Vaggie glaring at me next to Charlie.
