WolfsBane

A loud banging sound could be heard from the trunk of an old car that was parked inside an abandoned warehouse.
The inhumane rocking of the car was accompanied by a muffled scream.

"Shhh... Be quiet..."

One said as she slowly opened the trunk and pulled the poor lady out from it. The two suspicious characters that were wearing clown masks tied the poor lady in the middle of the floor where a big pentagram was scribbled.

"MSHGGSKKSSSSH!!!!"

The poor lady made a desperate attempt to scream but it was to no avail. One of her assailants had the heart to remove her gag but the first thing that she asked as soon as it was removed was,

"Is this a prank??? I know it was you, Cassie. That shirt is mine."

As soon as she heard her name, Cassie removed her mask.

"Ana, don't panic. We will just exorcise you, okay? Calm down. After all of this is done, we could just all pretend that none of this ever happened in the first place."

"What?!!!!!! You're crazy, Cassie!"

"NO! Look, you tried to strangle me with a belt last night. But don't worry because I don't blame you for that. You were possessed and right now we will exorcise that demon out from your body."

"No-----mmmpphhhh"

Before the lady named Ana could even speak another word of protest, Cassie already gagged her again with that same piece of cloth that they used before.

"So what are we gonna do next?"

"You have to pee on her?"

"No way!  I would never pee on my best friend! Jared, that's insane!"

"Then let us just all forget about this whole exorcism thing then because it was clearly written here. Instruction No.1. You have to mark the subject with your own scent."

ANA:        ____(O_O')_____
CASSIE:    ____(~_~")7_____
JARED:     ____(--,)_____

The Last Demon Slayer

I partied very hard last night and it somewhat eventually ended up going pretty crazy, let alone say, quite out of hand.


The last thing I recalled was having a blast with Rico and the others, but the next thing I knew, me and the rest of my gang already ended up passed out right before our doorstep.


Apparently, when I woke up, the first thing that greeted my eyes was my team lying on the porch alongside me.


At this point, I could say that I was partly disappointed, but another half of me was satisfied with the situation we were currently in.


At least we got to enjoy how it felt to be drunk every Tuesday and have fun partying all night, less the hangover part that one would often have to endure right after waking up the next day. Perks of being a fallen angel I guess.


If truth would be told, this was only one of the few things that I was grateful about staying here.


Being left out by the Upper Realm definitely has its pros and cons and there was no need to mention that the disadvantages obviously outweighed the advantages.


But fallen angels like me eventually managed to get in terms with these changes over time and we already accepted our fate; being trapped in this so-so realm.


However, I would also be lying if I am going to say that not a day had passed that I did not spend time looking at a distance thinking of what-ifs.


What if I did not decide to go out that day???


What if I remained to the other side of the gate???


To be honest, there were still times that I dreamed about returning to my previous glory and going back to the Upper Realm.


Anyway, let us just focus on the positive thing for now. As I am saying, I could go wasted for all I  wanted while being spared of the head-splitting headache; not that I personally knew how it felt to get a hangover. It was only described to us by our mortal friends.


It turned out that because of the fact that we have been staying in this realm for way too long, its 'mortalness' was already, slowly rubbing on us.


Could you believe that? We, angels, were not only making friends with mortals, but we were also living exactly the way they were doing so!


Over time, some of my peers even learned to adapt too well enough to the point that they also started having vices like drinking, smoking, doing d r u g s, and even philandering!


But I guess, that was what was bound to happen considering that we were left with no choice but to live that way, otherwise we won't be able to stick our noses to where the demon skins could possibly be lurking.


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