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Say you will, say you won�t, make up your
bloody mind, D!
(KAMI, a
deity in Japanese mythology and religion. Name for such heavenly beings. Is
used in the manga world for others in some cases too. In short, a god or
goddess of some kind.)
(DAIYU (黛玉).� Chinese
name for girls, meaning "black jade," from (黛) tai4
1306a "black, umber, to paint the eyebrows," and (玉) y�4 1685c "jade, jewels; beautiful, precious." (A
Mandarin-Romanized Dictionary of Chinese, MacGillivray, 1921).)
(DOVES, a
common bird from all over the world. Mostly seen as a pest in bigger cities
because they grow fast in numbers. Can be the transmitter for illnesses since
they eat practically everything from the streets and trash cans if given the
chance. In some cities they even lay out poison traps to reduce the numbers.
Come in many races, mostly through selected breeding by humans)
(HELLDOG, a
beast of old folklore and European myths, origin in Greece mythology as a
guardian of the doors to the underworld. Also known for hunting down souls of
mortals who dare to cross their domains. Known for guarding demons and
sometimes vampires and in some cases even to guard Gods if needed in European
legends.)
Chapter two: Misery loves company
Leon prided
himself to be a simple man.
He didn�t
need many of the crap that most in his age or position seem to be so fond of.
He lead a simple life, had a minivan as a car, with a handful real friends that
he cared for, a good work atmosphere and a wonderful little daughter and
brother. Got his paycheck regularly and bills paid each month also.
What else
could one want from life as to lead a good one?
As it
looked, his colleague Sanderson had seen his live goals differently, despising
having a wonderful wife and two sons. He had begun to play poker in the late
and had lost a fortune to card sharks in the end. They had milked him until
they could press him into giving out information�s about certain officers and
their families and when he had served his purpose, they had shot him.
Sadly, they
murdered his family too.
And several
high ranking officers in the line of duty including his friend Jonah and his
pregnant wife Deborah Lewys. Leaving only their four years old daughter alive
since the little girl had been sick and at the hospital at the time.
Now the FBI
swarmed their offices and the houses of the victims while Leon was sincerely
glad that he had chosen to live inside a guarded tower of the upper class and
that he had paid his security bills each month. As costly as they were each
month, they had rescued his family from being murdered tonight!
He had a
crying Jill in his arms on his couch while a well known agent to Leon and her told
him and Jill about the deaths of their friends and that of their families in
the last night.
It had been
a bigger raid of several gangs and groups of the underground of LA and around
to get rid of an excellent police force that actually worked for once. Their
old chief had been under the murder victims too. It was hard to swallow for
Leon that Jill had only survived the big attack by having slept here overnight
after their last nights taking the children out to a fancy restaurant and then
having drunk to much wine together to drive home alone.
She lived
in the suburbs of LA.
Had
inherited a small house there from her parents, now blown up by a bomb. Luckily
for the woman she had taken Leon�s earlier advice two years back and had spend
a big amount of money on an insurance for police officers that dealt ravaged
property in the line of their jobs. It was rather costly but she still had
taken aside the money each month and paid it up.
Now it
would serve her well.
The regulator
of the company back then had labeled her house as extra safe, since she had
locks on everything from all alone. It had even been build earthquake safe, now
a bomb had ended the cozy little house and with it, almost her life too.
This nights
sleepover had saved her live.
They all
got woken from the security alarm of the building when someone had tried to get
entry to the guarded house without success. The guards here were good, old
police force the most and even some came from the army. They had made a rather
short work on the mobsters and had rung Leon out of his bed when getting it
that this was an attempt on his life.
Then the
agents had arrived and all went downhill from there.
Said agent
felt rather badly for the cops on the couch. He knew Orcrot and Peterson
personally, prided himself with being one of the twos few friends. The two
often helped him and his fellow agents out freely, were two of the few cops
that had nothing against it to work with an agent. Did splendid jobs in keeping
the citizen safe and so on. Now, her crying mixed with the sobs of the young
brother of captain Orcrot who looked rather lost at the sheer number of victims
under his coworkers and their families and all the time he held his little
daughter close to him.
When the
first tears run silently down his face, Hellersen and his fellow agents turned
to give them all the needed time to grief in peace for their lost friends and
their families.
Outside the
two birds looked rather spooked at the scenery. In all the time they knew the
battle hardened cops, none of them had ever cried like this. The dead humans
meant nothing to them, other as that their lost lives brought the two humans
and little Chris pain. After a while seeing this both took off to give their
report to the waiting Kami inside the newly re-opened shop in Chinatown.
Both were
rather certain that there would be hell to pay for the culprits duo time.
No one
meddled with the affairs of the counts without to feel their retribution in
return. And the Orcrot�s and the officer Peterson belonged to the affairs of
the D�s, surely as the new day would break in a few hours. The current count
holding the shop had been rather confused when he had heard what Leon had been
up to in the last years.
He had
checked on the origin of the woman and found out her sad story right away. It
had rather pleased him that Leon had taken upon his responsibilities and had
taken in the daughter of them both. Had coed when he found a picture from her
in his researched material. As the two had thought it before, the little baby
had nothing to fear from him. and neither of the animals. Tetsu had just stated
that she looked rather cute enough to eat what had earned him twin glares from
the Kami�s and more than one slap from various animals.
Also the
story of Chris living with Leon again he had found out� that one had actually
angered not only D in the end. The older count had thrown a rather unusual fit,
the Totetsu had gone on a violent trip outside and even the nine tails had been
bad company for days after hearing the full story.
The Badger
called Pon Chan had cried for days and the entire shop had been eerily quiet.
So much in fact, WuFei had nearly a heart attack when coming in the next day
and being growled and hissed at from each animal in the shop! Not knowing what
to make of it, the man had left right away again. D, he had been rather still
before he had begun to silently pack up the interior of the shop.
In between
he had talked with Honlon and then gone to retrieve an animal from the deeps of
the shop that made even Ten Chan bristle his fur in unease when seeing the bizarre
bird.
It had been
one of the harpies that the D had in their ship, the most vicious of them all
as far as Ten knew and he had been warily staring at the beast until the night
came and the elder count had taken her out with him to let her fly away to her
destination. She was sent after Leon�s aunt and uncle but not after their
daughters.
The two
girls had been spared from the wrath of the deities.
When Tetsu
came in again, bloody and his fur full with dirt and other unpleasant stuff, he
had been commanded to take a bath and then come to help. No one had said
something. All had silently readied the ship and had left Tokyo a few nights
later.
And now
this!
Both doves
had been chosen to further observe Leon and his little rag-tack group of a
family for the Kami�s. They naturally rose little suspicion and were rather
pleasant company for the little girl until Chris arrived and squinted oddly at
them. When he did it, both had gone into hiding. Better not have Leon shoot at
them otherwise both thought.
But he gave
them only a shrug when finding them back on the neighboring balustrade and that
was that.
So far he
had even feed them as before, they gradually eased back onto his much to the
sadness of the elderly couple next door to the cop. What ended in the two
telling the common city doves about them. What soon had flocks of doves
suddenly show up on the old couples balcony. Much to the twos happiness and the
house owners dislike. But nothing much happened to solve the situation.
The old
couple was the parental pair of the building owner and so everyone looked the
other way for once.
Leon never
really got aware of it all, to busy he was with settling Chris in his new live
and school and doing his job. When the two birdmen reached the shop both were
out of breath. On a small TV played the news. Watched from the inhabitants of
the shop and the D�s with thunderous gazes. The most frightening of all was
that of the Taotie in their middle.
Tetsu�s
face reminded them both onto a thundercloud when he snarled at them.
�Explain
what is going on! They are better not dead!� On the screen was shortly Leon�s
and Jill�s faces to see. Naming them as two survivors of the entire debacle by
luck to have been in a safely guarded house and at the home of the Orcrot�s.
The news started that one guard of the house was injured and another two had
secured the invaders before the FBI had arrived.
Named Leon
one of the leading captains of the formerly productive police force that now
had over ten losses to mourn for as well as a high number of their family
members killed in the attacks. It was a big assault that would be answered with
as much power possible as the department could use to be still in the borders
of the law.
D looked
rather spooked when the two cops names fell from the lips of the narrator.
Then
utterly relieved when they were named as two of the survivors of the round up assail
of several crime groups this night. Obviously, the two most wanted on their
lists had escaped unharmed. With Leon being the main target of the attackers
since he had been the tactical head behind the most of the last years attacks
against the syndicates.
It wasn�t a
success, it was a failure and the bosses of the syndicates knew it.
As well as
D did know it. Not in his wildest dreams had he ever thought that Leon would
become such a high-quality cop and even person in charge of his own group!
Sure, the instincts of Leon had proven all over that he was one of the best in
his line of duty but this excellent?
Now he had
a prize on his head from his enemies and his group that he had build up in the
last years had been nearly demolished in a way that did also sicken the Kami
known as D.
Angrily he
shut off the TV and too turned to the birds who had settled back into their
true form, kneeling in front of the two Kami�s to show their fealty to them as
well as their devotion. The older of the duo soon made their report. Clinically
and calm he listed up the last nights events as well as the entire last weeks
before D had arrived back here.
Ending with
the side note that Jill would now staying at Leon�s for the time being. Since
her insurance would take a while to pay up the money.
Predictably
for the next weeks to come, D shrugged it off while several animals grinned at
the news. All the more the easier for them to take them all, they concluded as
well as the Kami did it. She was after all, part of their goals here. Had Jill
not been still so close to Leon, he would have long given up and had followed
their original plans for him and his family.
Since she
had, she had signed herself over in return.
As had a
number of other persons had done it unknowingly in just being a point for Leon
and Chris to be still attached to them. It held them in this world and all
would be dealt with. One or the other way, it mattered not to the beasts and
neither to D. In the end their Kami�s would get whatever they wanted, no matter
what others did to prevent that.
D had found
out about the monk in Bangkok too.
After a
long talk with him, the old man had relented and would now stop to meddle in
D�s affairs. He had been actually honestly concerned for the cop. That had
saved his life, that and that he was simply a pious man, following the rules of
the gods. Even the Kami�s did not touch holy men such as the elderly monk.
He had
their respect all the more since he sincerely had only tried to help Leon.
D could
deal with that. He would no longer interferer and that was all to it. His
family would prosper further, all of them were good people too. There was no
need for punishment found in any of them. A rather rare treat these days. One
of the younger great grand nephews had even gotten a rare pet from D.
One that
would keep the youngster safe and out of trouble.
Here now, D
was confronted with some foolish men who thought that they could lay a hand on
his humans and get away with it? Ridiculous, unheard off! Who did these crime
bosses think that they were? His mind was already busy to file out a plan to
get each one of them. It would take him little effort and even less trouble to
make them all fall in the end.
After all,
they did not realize it with what they were dealing here anyways. So why bother
and teach them manners?
There had
been, to the uttermost surprise of the FBI, not a single crime boss of the
triads under the groups that had made the attacks. As far as they could tell,
the triads and Chinese mafia in general had held rather back and itself out of
the entire thing. Some had even let them know that they had absolutely nothing
to do with this. Maybe, agent Dean Hellersen thought, a side effect of Orcrot�s
early doings in Chinatown as a detective? He wasn�t sure, only that none of
those groups as well as none of the other Asian related groups were involved.
They all had
distanced themselves painfully away from it all, why was a miracle. They had
their own code of honor the young agent finally realized and left it at that
for the time being.
Right now,
he had a longer talk with his betters and had just given in his reports. The
were not happy with the little he could show. Leon had build up one of the few
really good and honorable groups in the last years. A group that now had to
survive such violently taken out of many friends and colleagues. It pained the
agent how badly they all had been shaken. No wonder thought, Dean understood
that very well. His heart felt with the survivors and they all would get
support. Psychological and physiological and also in the money department but
what did that mean to them in the end. Not much he surmised sadly, well
understanding that this al could never replace the lost ones.
If Leon�s
group survived this ordeal, they would be stronger but also marked for life.
Leaving the
FBI building in which his research center lay in, the young agent went to do
the many legwork that his job brought with it, even being an agent of the FBI.
He had worked with Leon Orcrot and his group in the past two years. Knew the
man as highly reliable, honest and strong willed� to have seen him cry so
silently had broken something in Dean.
Mumbling
curses under his breath at the murders of Leon�s men and woman he stepped into
Chinatown to ask some of the triad bosses for information�s. They had been
uncommonly helpful since the entire thing had happened. Trying to get their
feed into new areas, no doubt about it, but also: they all had shown a strange
respect for Orcrot and his team in the past.�
Not even
when he had taken down some of their businesses, they had attacked the cop.
As if they
feared him or did respect him greatly. It was too outlandish. Dean could make
no heads nor tails out of the info�s given to him. Shaking it off, the young
agent went on his way. a mask of grim determination on his features. He would
find out who had done this to his friends and hell or heaven in trying to deter
him from it!
Unknown to
Dean, a rather shaggy looking black dog followed him unknowingly through the
streets of Chinatown.
Seemingly
belonging to no one here the dog was cleverly staying out of his eyes while
never leaving his trail. Watching what the agent was doing the dog, a rather
unkempt looking fellow with black fur and a long body frame and almost black
eyes, followed Dean around for the rest of the day. All under the scared eyes
of the citizen of Chinatown.
Finally
having enough evidence the dog turned tail and went back to his master to tell
D all about the agent and his knowledgeable research.
That man
did actually a rather first-rate job, the dog thought. He was clever in asking
Leon�s supporters in Chinatown personally rather as sending in a troupe of
agents. The agent had done so with openly respecting them but staying firm at
the same moment. His mumbles about Leon and miss Jill had gotten the dog�s
attention in the beginning.
Now the dog
was glad he had followed the cute human around.
He wore a
rather suspicious collar that marked him as a pet of the D�s to the people in
Chinatown easily. No one had held him off or had called the authorities to
catch Khan. His rather large frame he had hidden fairly well despise him being
not the smallest dog on the planet. Even in this harmless looking form,
compared to his real ones. Now Khan had to tell D about his little find.
He grinned
a toothy grin when he ended his report to the Kami who in turn gave him a
thoughtful look.
�Say, Khan,
how would you like it to become an owned dog for a while?� D�s smirk was
positively frightening right this moment, the red eyed dog didn�t mind. Rather
Khan let his momentary mask fall away until a rather scary looking form of a
large dog, seemingly made of large fiery shadows stood in its place that in
turn, turned into that of a tall man with blazing red eyes.
�Oh?
Depends on the *title-holder*�I guess?�
Next to
Khan, Tetsu snorted rather loudly at the retort of the helldog. Normally lower
ranks of such dogs were owned by high ranking demons or vampires to guard them.
Not many could stand the company of such as Khan for longer as a short time.
Supernatural creatures like the formerly mentioned could.
To survive to
own them was an entirely other matter.
He was a
hellspawn, a kind of archaic dog demon. One of the most dangerous creatures of
the myths and as such in the shop. One of the D�s most priced occasional possessions.
Closely related to the mythical guardians of the underworld, Khan was one of
the most dangerous under his kin. His name was actually the name of his rank in
the seven hells and beyond, not just a name.
He was a
full-fledged Demon lord.
He had
earned his title in long suffering battles under his kin and against other
demons. Had even an own territory in the planes of hell, or whatever a mortal
perceived as them. Not every hell was the same, some could be rather good
places to be in. His plane was related to the fiery realms of them and in his
natural form, his dark flames often showed in the mists that made his body in
this earthly plane of the mortal realm.
Normally he
came only when summoned from the D�s.
What was
rather rare an occurrence since not many mortals were that bad that they deserved
a beast like them. However, he had come from alone this time to have a peek at
the humans in this time for a while. It amused him always anew to what follies
they were capable off and maybe, he could find a new soul to torment on the
way. So far his luck had been rather meager, what annoyed him deeply, despise
feeling the many of tainted souls constantly around him.
The dual gaze
of the younger count seem to size him up in his current form before he suddenly
nodded slowly to himself.
�I would
like to ask you for a favor returned, my friend, if that is agreeable to you?�
That had
Khan sit up and pay attention to the deity. He owned the D�s a few of them, as
did the most others in the hells and other planes of existence. He would love
to repay them. It always meant for Khan to have rather rare chances to let
loose in the human world for a span of time. Looking eagerly at the count he
grinned. A slow and ferocious looking thing that gave him death away as
something otherworldly to the other animals in the shop.
Neighing
his head he let D know that he was interested.
�What would
you ask of me?� D looked rather nonplussed at the show and in the end the deity
smiled as dangerously as the helldog. �Oh, not much, I fear but just a little
observing and watching out for my interests?� The hellspawn thought about it.
He had an inkling of what the count had running through the pretty head of his.
�It
concerns the agent I followed today.�
He surmised
and got another nod in return. �Yes. He is off limits for you, we both know
this. He has a pure soul and as such a human being, he is safe from your
brethren and you. But I have the feeling that the poor young man has the same extraordinary
questionable luck as my Leon has it. If you understand me inklings?� The
hellspawn nodded amused. Oh, alright, Khan did understand very well here.
He had
smelled the pureness on the man right away.
For such as
him, such souls were like catnip. Impossible to resist even knowing they could
never have them until they made a grave error that opened the door for such as
him so to speak. Then they often got unpleasant company such as Khan that tried
to drag them into the other realms very fast to keep them there. Such souls
were not tormented or hurt, they were well cared for and trophy assets of the
demon lords who got a hold on them.
Not many
knew of the dual nature of these things in the mortal coils.
�I want you
to shadow him, literally if possible. He has the names I want to know. He has
the knowledge that I desire and will most likely gain even more with the
following days. He is valuable and as such he will surely get into trouble and
then I want you to be there and keep him out of it. I need him alive, he is a dear
friend of my lion.�
The demonic
dog nodded slowly.
As such a
friend the count would likely take that one too with him when he went
collecting the mortals that he had marked as worthy to be saved. There had been
severer discussions between the vengeance deities in the late years. The most
had run over special humans in the last two centuries that had left them wonder
if there was something going on with the race in general. Turned out, there was
but not in an positive aspect as hoped.
Such as
Leon, Jill, Chris and even Dean had turned out to be just more easily spotted
under the masses of sinners in the late. Such humans stood out that badly that
they drew attention from the worst ones of their race that much, that even the
deities could not stand to simply watch it for longer. In some rare cases one
or two had already been removed from the human race forever.
Even the
D�s had such a human already inside their shop-ship. A Japanese boy turned dog,
what had been a rather strange turn of events but made the others of the
deities think about their vengeance duty considering the entire race in
general. To have to admit that not all were bad had been a shock for the
deities and vengeance ghosts that had resulted in their want to take some of
them under their protection, willingly or not.
A prospect
that had Khan laugh inwardly at the irony.
Once done,
he could set on pestering the agent with having all time of the world on his
paws. Dean Hellersen was fueling his interest out of a point Khan did not
really understand, other as only being a pure being. He like that Leon fellow
would give the D�s hell when being taken, Khan could almost hear the ruckus
already. His chaos nature relished in the mayhem that would cause.
He nodded
one time.
�How will
you accomplish it to have a untainted soul like his take on a tainted helldog
like me? If I may ask, Count. Highly unlikely that he would ever chose such a evil
spirit as me as a regular pet knowingly, count. With all due respect, he will
instinctually run away from my mere presence and we both know this to be the
plain truth.�
The Kami
across of Khan laughed at his rather rounded estimation of the truth of the situation.
Next to the
helldog, Tetsu laughed too. He and Khan had that in common. Not many humans
wanted to have something to do with either of the beasts. He being a Taotie and
Khan being a demon in the disguise of a dog. In his true form, Khan had quite a
few heads like Honlon that literally spit fire and acid smokes when he spoke.
Like the underworld guardians that he was related to, Khan was a mythical
demonic beast and highly hazardous for humans to be associated with.
Tetsu in
turn was a man-eating beast, a kind of half deity with the same troublesome
problem to drag humans to their demise when having to do with his nature for
longer spans of time. Some myths called him gluteus and possessive. But Tetsu
could also mean protection and fuel the imagination of artists if he wanted it.
He was like a double edged sword, needing a lot care when wielded and being
associated with.
Khan on the
other hand always meant nothing but trouble to a human as long that one wasn�t
a rare pure soul. Like the idiot Orcrot or that agent were it, that was. Such
run by mere sight of Khan and such as him if they had their brains in the right
order. Or gods forbid it, they would try to stay and fight them off their plane
of existence. Some, like the idiot, as Tetsu called Leon Orcrot, could even
succeed and had done already in the past.
Khan knew
as much, hence his problem how to get Hellersen to take him home and with him
wherever he went.
No matter
what form he would take, the agent would know by intuition alone that he was
something otherworldly and demonic. Today had proved that already. Even not
seeing Khan following him, the man had instinctually often looked behind him
and had scratched his neck in his confusion of having his gut feeling screaming
at him that something dangerous followed him around.
D just
shrugged.
�I have
means and methods to make that happen if I wish it. Rest assured of that and in
this case I know a way to have him still take on you, even instinctually knowing
at least halfway what you are.� At Khan�s wide-eyed look he smirked. �And how
exactly, may I ask again, will you accomplish that?� D smiled thinly back at
the obviously confused hellspawn.
�Oh, rather
simply, I will leave the good man no choice in the matter.
Right now
he is followed by one of the spies of the mafia boss that the humans call Toni
Calletti here in LA. He is one of the ones I have made out so far that had
their hands in this all. I do not care about the soul of that man, he is doomed
one way or the other. However, Hellersen is unknowing of it that he wants the
agent out of the picture. Not likening it that he found out so much in only a
few hours by asking politely at the right sources. Clever man, that Dean
Hellersen.�
Khan
listened carefully. �Go on.� He told the Kami before he took the offered cup of
tea and sipped at it.
�It is
rather simple. I�overheard a conversation?� At the grin and short nod of the
helldog that he understood fully, D went on. �I want you to do the following,
if it pleases you��
Dean
Hellersen wasn�t a happy camper right now.
He had just
barely managed it to escape a tried murder on his person with difficulty on his
way out of Chinatown! The attacker was clearly not Asian origin, rather more
Italian if he wasn�t on the wrong path and that left only a handful people to
have ordered such a brazen thing in the first place. Right after such an attack
on the police department not many would dare such a thing with their brains
still working.
He knew obviously
too much for some of them.
Dean had
left a short message on his not correctly working cell phone in case that he
could not get loose of his follower and had thrown it into a city post of the
local police that was not manned at this time of the night. It would be checked
on surely in the next hours and then the phone would be found with his hasty
message included. Out of some unknown point, it had lost signal since a while.
He could
not use it to call for help and it angered Dean to no ends to actually have a
phone and not, in a matter of speaking.
Until then,
Dean had to find a hideout in a city part that was almost unknown to him and
without a weapon in hand. His he had left at his workplace as was it the rule,
now he cursed his bad luck. A cat, suddenly nearly tripping him on his way made
him almost curse at it but he stopped himself from it.
It wasn�t
the animals fault that he had been distracted.
Quickly the
man went into an alleyway only to discover an dead end. This time Dean cursed
softly. Next to his left was the entry to a Pet shop. The lights were still on,
maybe the owner was still in? He could ask for the phone to use it to call for
reinforces, he made up his mind. Stumbling down the stairs the agent was soon
at the doors.
To his
relieve they were still open and he barged into the shop with ease.
�Sorry to
intrude at this hour and in this manner but for the love of god, please I need
to use your telephone! It is urgent!� Showing the slightly shocked looking
Chinese shopkeeper his badge he was soon shown the phone. Dialing, Dean
addressed the shopkeeper again.
�Please
mister, close the doors and go and hide under or in something. There is a
criminal following me and it is better you stay out of his line of sight!� The
man behind him just shook his head before he pointed down to his rather big and
strangely dangerous looking beast of a dog calmly.
�I don�t
think that it is necessary, agent. You can believe me if I dare say, the
intruder should think twice to attack me in my own home. Dean gave the Chinese
man a begging look. �Please! That guy tried to kill me, he would not stop at a
shopkeeper Mr.?� The effeminate man across of him smiled. �D, actually only D
and you are?�
Dean found
the number he had dialed out of working and cursed a short moment before he
tried another.
�Uh, I am
agent Dean Hellersen, sir. Please, I must order you then to head me, even I
don�t really like to do so but for your own safety I have to!� At that the man
called D finally seem to carve in and went to the shops doors to close them and
then went to a more sturdy looking door in the back to vanish behind it. Before
he did he addressed the Agent again.
�I will
leave Khan here with you, Mr. Hellersen. He is a excellent trained guard dog,
trust me in this. No harm will befall you under his protection.�
Before Dean
could say something the man was gone and he was alone with the terrifying dog.
Eying it for a moment warily he finally shrugged his unease off and again
called another number. What was it with the phones today?! All numbers called
seemed to suddenly be out of working, had the net broken down? Only he had such
a bad luck, Dean told to himself and rubbed his face. Until morning when he
could see his attacker to outwit the man he was stuck in here� with that
mountain of an intimidating dog to boot!
Finally
giving up he hung up and turned to the dog.
Only to
find out that the beast had come near to him and was now sitting calmly at his
feat! He almost jumped away from it when seeing the dog sitting there
innocently out of the sudden. �Gyah! Darn it! You are
a silent one, aren�t you? Giving me almost a heart attack you did, dang it.
Uhh, nice doggy?� He slowly edged away from the beast. Almost hoping the owner
would come back and take this huge creature away with him.
Something
on that dog was making his stomach turn into knots and had Dean break out in
sweat from an unknown fear.
At his
outburst the beast seemed almost to laugh outright at him. Dean scowled and
slapped himself. �Oh fuck! I sound like a lunatic!� This time the dog barked
loudly one time as if it was agreeing with him here. He gave the dog a wry
smile. �Nice knowing that you agree with me here buddy but could you move a
bit? To be blatantly honest you scare the shit out of me!�
To his
astonishment the dog really did what he had asked it and seem to move away and
over to the couches in the center of the shop.
There it
jumped onto one and settled down calmly. Then it went its unnerving gaze back
to the poor agent who still tried out numbers before he gave it up fully with a
mumbled curse. Normally Dean was a dog kind of person. He loved them, had even
one once that he had lost when the dog became pretty old and had died.
But this
fellow gave him the creeps!
Something
seemed to be almost otherworldly on this particular beast. Almost as if it was
demonic origin? He slapped himself again for thinking such and finally walked
slowly over to the table and the couches himself. Sitting down on the opposite
couch after having dimmed the lights he thought his situation through. With a
little luck, his attacker would not find him in here, even maybe give up.
Looking
back at the large dog he found it staring at him out of red, yes red eyes.
He felt
another crew of ants run down his spine. It was too eerie! Suddenly the dog
rose and without to give Dean any chance to escape in time, simply jumped over
the distance of the table over to him and had settled already next to the
shocked Dean before the man knew what had hit him. With his head put into the
mans lap.
Butting his
head against a frozen hand the dog made clear that it wanted to be petted.
Making a
face Dean gave it up and did so. He found the dog uncommonly hot to his touch
but else the dog was just calmly breathing and even closed its eyes in delight
when his scratches got bolder.
The big thing
seem to relish in the attention that it got. Sniggering a bit to himself Dean
suddenly found the beast not so scary anymore as before. At least the big guy
was giving him company.
He went on
to thoroughly scratch and pet the large dog that soon seem to become a puddle under
his knowing hands.
Unknowingly
to Dean, Khan enjoyed himself immensely! The human knew pretty well how to
scratch and pet a dog just right to have any dog want to crawl up in his lap to
get more. He laughed silently to himself. This went better as expected. Dean
was distracted enough for him to use it to his advantage and secretly scent
mark him. A sudden small sound in the alleyway outside made him pay attention
again. He had felt the tainted aura of the man draw near since a while now.
Dean still
bleed slightly out of a wound caused by a stray bullet. It hat not hit him
directly, just graced the agent on one arm.
Still, the
helldog was miffed that his human had been hurt. Dean wasn�t even armed, curse
it! The owner of the tainted soul walked now slowly down the staircase leading
to the shops doors. The hellspawn decided to act like a normal dog and suddenly
got up. In his mind he cussed up a storm for having to stop Dean from petting
him!
The sudden
moving up and low growling of the dog got Dean out of his reverie in under a
second.
Instinctually
he grabbed for his gun before he remembered to have left it in the office.
Cussing softly he took stock of the interior of the pet shop he was in to find
a weapon to use. Seeing a longer staff alike object to his left he stood carefully
and bend to take it from the holder. He never saw the man suddenly breaking
through the doors of the shop.
Neither did
he ever see the dog paw that sent him flying into the pillar that held the
staff, head first. He was out like a light in under a second.
What
followed, Dean too never got aware off, luckily or else he would have had
nightmares for countless nights to come from it in the future. Because as soon
as Khan felt the human lose his awareness he changed. Smirking at the petrified
human that had barged into the sacrosanct halls of the ship before he calmly
walked over to the man without to care much for the bullets that flew around
his ears.
None of
them even hit him, even aimed directly at Khan, they still somehow went another
way.
The man
cursed in Italian before he turned and gave tails to the demonic creature that
advanced on him. He never managed to make one step back into the direction of
the doors. Before he could, the shadows that were Khan in reality had taken a
hold on him and slowly begun to rip the man apart. The hellspawn relished in
each cry and scream and beg of the man and took his time to kill the wanabe
murder of Dean Hellersen.
In the end
he devoured the soul of the man slowly too, the screams of the soul were
unbearable but the human at his feet never woke from them. He was protected
from it all by the D�s magic.
In the end,
nothing, not even a corpse was left to find.
A bloody
trail lead out of the doors and up the stairs out of the sudden. In truth, it
was magic that made it, the actual man had never even reached them. But for the
shortly after arriving police it looked like the dog had chased him away from
its supposedly new owner. None of them felt good in the presence of the beast
that seem to guard the agent until the shop owner came out from the back.
When Dean
awoke much later he found out that he had acquired a new dog� although he
couldn�t remember having bought that beast in the slightest!
When
reaching home, he did call the shop, only to find that the phone problem was
still in work. He cursed and turned to the beast in his living room that was
currently gnawing on a bone. �Oh hell! What am I supposed to do with you now,
eh? How did he call you? Khan? Damnit it suits you, you look like one anyways,
no matter what: you will go back home tomorrow! And that�s it.�
Khan just
smirked at Dean in his animal way before he barked and jumped at the surprised
man. The following scuffle had his neighbors nearly call the cops but in the
end Dean�s laughter stopped them from�
it. The agent found it rather hard after a while to mind the beast licking
him madly when he had the chance. Somehow he had gotten used to the strange aura
of the dog.
Needless to
say, that the dog did stay with him in the end.
Leon,
hearing about the entire debacle the next morning, knew instinctually that his
days were running out on him. He only heard into the report until the letter D
fell and all after it got forcefully ignored. All what mattered was that D had
come back. To judge from the story he had just heard, he was darn angry to
boot! Leon never actually believed in it that any of the events of last night
had been an accident.
Too good he
knew the count and how he worked by now.
Giving in
his and Jill�s pleads for free days and getting the ok�s almost immediately,
Leon took his jacket and went outside. What awaited him, sitting innocently on
the hood of his new car, didn�t faze the man the slightest. Although, he
remembered Tetsu to be a lot smaller from before. The massive beast lay
innocently on his van with an air of boredom around him. still he was rather
easily to recognize for Leon.
*Oh bugger,
you are not even scared!* Came the exasperated mental voice of Tetsu to
Leon.�
Leon
couldn�t help it, sitting down right next to the big beast after climbing up,
he laughed until the tears came. He never knew how he ended up face down buried
in Tetsu�s fur but somehow he did. Leon did not even care a shit that said fur
smelled unpleasantly of blood and musk, he simply cried his heart out and that
was it.
What was
more surprising as that even was it that Tetsu did let him use his body as a
tear pillow!
Without to
even give Leon a smart ass retort for once. He just growled but not at Leon and
then shifted his massive body until he could put his snout into the neck of the
cop. It took Leon a while before he got himself back under control. Even after
doing so, Tetsu still made no comment. He just gave him a look out of his
inhuman eyes that told Leon volumes and that Tetsu did understand fully well. The
man finally jumped down again and went back into the station to come back a
short while later with a washed face.
He let the
Taotie hop off the van and into it and was off into the direction of his home
shortly after.
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