by Michael Todd
Pandora snickered. I’m damned good-looking, you must admit.
I’m not admitting anything more to Calvin!
Calvin considered that for a moment. “Okay, but could a human capsule arrive through this process? One who had been sent to hell?”
“We are not our human bodies,” Katie told him. “The bodies are just capsules, and when we die those capsules allow the soul to escape, to move on. There would be no human body in hell, just its soul.”
Not always technically true, Pandora whispered.
Katie figured she would go down that rabbit hole another time
He looked around. “So, here we had a demon who scared the person conjuring it so much they were afraid to stay and help it enter the world, but still thought it was a good idea to do so. A full-fledged demon came through whatever portal was opened, fed, and then went into the city. Why have there been no reports about sightings yet? Why are people not completely freaking out about this?”
Katie enlightened him. “It hasn’t shown itself yet. It is hiding and growing in strength by eating anyone that gets in its way, but it is lying low. Waiting.”
Calvin made a face. “Waiting for what?”
Katie walked around the room, sensing the creatures that had been there before. She ran her hand through the air over the circle.
She paused and looked at Calvin, meeting his eyes. “It’s waiting for us.”
“For us?” Calvin exclaimed, slipping his hand to the butt of his pistol. “Why us?”
“It knows we are hunting its kind,” she told him. “It wants to grow an army to fight us.”
Katie leaned down and picked up a small strand of hair. She held it up to the light. She wasn’t sure who it belonged to, but it was just about the only clue that she had. For a creature that had just completely slaughtered so many, it was apparently incredibly hygienic.
“Not that hygienic,” Pandora said, and sniffed the air using Katie’s nose. Oh, shit.
“What?” Katie panicked. “What is ‘oh shit?’”
“Open your senses, because this is about to get ugly,” she said.
Katie straightened up and took a deep breath, her eyes darting to the front door. She could smell the demon, almost as if its scent were some sort of tracking device. She turned to Calvin with wide eyes.
“I can smell it,” she exclaimed. “It’s close.”
She kicked off her heels and reached into her backpack, pulling out her normal calf-high black boots. She laced them tightly, making sure every single string was latched. When she was done she tightened her bag’s straps, ensuring it was secure. She looked at Calvin with a growl and a grin. “You ready to kick some motherfucking demon ass?”
He matched her grin with one of his own. “Fuck yeah, I am!”
“Come on!” They darted toward the door, and Katie threw it open.
“Follow us in the cars,” Calvin yelled as they sprinted past the two cops they had talked to before and down the block, twisting and turning through the streets.
The cops scrambled, dropping their coffees as they raced for their patrol car. When they got in they took off after Katie and Calvin, leaving the others at the house.
“These are some super-fast motherfucking human beings,” Stone marveled.
“Yeah,” Holden replied, shaking his head as Stone hit the brakes, squealed around a corner, and slammed the accelerator to the floor. “It’s unnatural,” he continued, “but it’s part of the job, so step on it. Don’t lose those fucking freaks.”
Chapter Eight
Katie bolted down the alleyway faster than Calvin had seen anyone move before. He was fast, but not that fast.
Her boots glided over the surface of the street, barely touching the ground at all. She leapt and rebounded objects like they were trampolines placed there just for her.
Calvin couldn’t keep up, but he needed to stay in contact with her, no matter what. It was vital that they not split up, but he couldn’t hang.
“Katie,” he called, slowing his pace.
She looked over her shoulder at him, stopping as he came up to her. “Are you all right?”
“I’m fine,” Calvin huffed, breathing heavily. “I can’t keep up with you, and neither can the cops. Look at them with their lights flashing, almost killing people trying to keep up with you. We need to catch the demon and I don’t want you to slow down, but I need to be able to communicate with you. Turn on your earbud. I can triangulate the cops’ system with that and your updates, so I can zero in on you. And every time you make a turn, yell it out. That way we can be right behind you.”
“All right,” Katie said reaching up and pressing the button on her earpiece. “It’s on.”
“Good, now go.” Calvin waved her away. “But be careful. Don’t be a fucking hero, Katie. Keep your space, but let this son of a bitch know you didn’t come alone. That today it’s just us, but tomorrow it will be an entire army. Protect your stomach and face just like we taught you, and ask your demon for a little bit of help.”
No need to ask, Pandora growled.
“All right.” Katie nodded. “I’ll be okay. I always am, and I don’t plan on dying today.”
“Better fucking not.” Calvin laughed, slapping hands with her.
As she bolted away, the wind from her departure blew old papers and trash around in the alleyway.
Calvin watched as she disappeared down the street and around a corner, smiling to himself. She was definitely a badass—no one could deny that. Calvin closed his eyes and centered on the sound of the cop car, which was quickly approaching. He turned to his right and started sprinting for the street. As he approached, he leapt through the air and landed on the hood of the patrol car.
“Get out,” he growled to the cop in the passenger seat, his head hanging over the side. “I need your seat.”
Holden nodded and threw himself in the back. Calvin slid inside and looked at the other cop, motioning with his hand for him to take off. He reached down and pulled the radio from its cradle into his lap, fiddling with the wires to try to get a signal out.
Meanwhile Katie ran after the demon’s scent, jumping fences, leaping over moving cars, and climbing stairs on the outside of buildings like she was a fucking superhero. She looked around her as they headed out of the populated area toward an old six-story building. She could sense the demon more strongly than ever.
Slow down, Pandora whispered. You are very close.
Katie slowed, and came almost to a stop, then ducked behind a dumpster at the foot of the building. She peeked up, but couldn’t see a thing. She looked around her, pressing on her ear piece.
“Calvin,” she whispered. “Come in, Calvin. Can you hear me?”
There was a quiet crackle in her ear, then Calvin’s voice.
“I got you,” he confirmed. “Where are you?”
“I’m at the foot of a six-story building,” she told him. “I ran straight, so it’s maybe seven blocks from where you left me.”
“We see it,” he replied. “We are driving down the main boulevard.”
“I have to go up there,” Katie whispered. “He’s on the roof.”
“Can you get into the building?” Calvin asked.
“Maybe, but I don’t like corners and hallways,” she admitted, looking around for a solution. “Too risky, too dangerous. There is a ladder on the side of the building—a service ladder. It goes all the way up to the roof where this bastard is. I can smell his rotten skin all the way from the ground. He has gotten stronger since the house.”
“All right, we are coming up on it,” he came back. “Go to the ladder and start making your way up, but be careful.”
“No shit, Sherlock.” Katie chuckled. “You too.”
“Nah.” Calvin grinned in reply, and even though she couldn’t see him she could hear it in his voice.
Katie crept slowly from her hiding space and toward the ladder. She didn’t know where on the roof the creature was, but she knew she had to get there
before he moved. The sun had come up during the chase, and it was about time for kids to head to school. She needed to keep him away from them.
When she reached the ladder she jumped upward and pulled herself up two rungs at a time. She couldn’t afford to waste time. When she reached the place where the ladder met the roof she paused, breathing heavily and resting for just a moment. She didn’t know what she would find up there, or if she could take it on her own. She just knew it was her duty to try, and she wasn’t going to sit around and cry over it.
Pandora had her back. She didn’t want Katie to die any more than she herself did, but that didn’t mean they were invincible. Pandora might be a badass demon, but that didn’t mean she’d never lost a fight. For her it would be no big deal, but Katie could be done for.
Katie headed onto the roof.
The beast growled and snarled as he pulled off a piece of the wino he’d found on the roof.
He stood up and waved the human’s legs like he was a conductor. He sang his own song, something classical but unrecognizable, as he tilted his head back and forth, flinging the limbs around as he directed his phantom orchestra.
“These stupid humans,” he growled. “They are even weaker than I originally thought. Nothing holds them together anymore. The last time I was here they at least put up a fight, but look at this one.”
He picked up the wino’s head and tossed it over the edge, then chowed down on one of the legs.
“He was too drunk to move.” The demon scowled as he talked to himself. “My food had incapacitated itself enough that all I had to do was walk over and eat it. Pretty stupid food.”
The demon looked out over the city of San Diego, watching the heat of the sun shimmer up from the rooftops. He tossed the unfinished leg to the side and picked up an arm, figuring he might as well enjoy his food in peace. There was no other demon like him on that plane at that point, and he saw the potential the modern world offered.
A buffet lay before his eyes—not just to feed his physical appetite, but a dominion he could rule unfettered.
The people were simple, ready to do whatever it took to stay alive—that was the human way. It always had been, no matter how many centuries passed. This time, though, he would take the world for everything it was worth.
The demon stood up and wiped his mouth on the wino’s torn sleeve as if it were a napkin, then tossed it to the side with a satisfied growl. His strength was returning, and he could feel the power within him surge. He wasn’t at full capacity yet, but after a few more meals he would be unstoppable.
Suddenly he sensed another more powerful demon; one above the level of his leader, even. He spun slowly and spotted the female the demon occupied. She was two buildings away, but she suddenly ran toward him at high speed. She leapt across the gap between the buildings, her eyes glaring into his.
“Oh look, home delivery!” The demon sneered.
He rubbed his massive hands together as his weight crushed the roofing material below his feet. His cold smile dripped blood as she sprinted forward, pulling one of her knives out. As he waited patiently for the girl, he heard the wailing of police sirens below him.
He growled in annoyance and moved to look over the edge of the building. As he stared at the ground, tilting his head again, a snarl left his lips.
Katie stopped in her tracks, curious as to what he was staring at. Before she could get there, though, he had leapt off the ledge.
“No,” she yelled, reaching the edge just in time to see him land.
She slammed her fists on the edge, leaving broken bricks where her hands had struck. She was strong and powerful, and Pandora was giving her everything she could without taking over.
Katie looked at the buildings to find the best place to exit, but there was barely anywhere to get down without going inside and using the stairs. She didn’t know what kind of backup this beast might have, and she didn’t want to chance entering a building without her team.
She tapped her earpiece. “Uh, Calvin? You’ve got company.”
“Turn here,” Calvin yelled, holding onto the handle on the ceiling as the cop car squealed down an alleyway and shot back out onto the main road.
The cop backed up a bit to give them a better view of the building, and Calvin stared up at the creature on top of the building. It was a big-ass motherfucker.
“All right,” Calvin began. “When I give the signal, I want you to turn on your siren for just a minute. I need to give my partner ample time to get prepared for that beast. And I… Hold on.”
Calvin looked down at his phone as Korbin’s came up name on the screen. He let it go to recording, since he needed to focus on not dying at that moment. Of course, because Korbin didn’t play that game, he called right back.
This time Calvin picked up the phone. “I’m a little busy, boss,” he said, giving them the signal to hit the siren. “We got a big one. Tracking it down, and… OH, HOLY FUCK!”
Calvin dropped the phone and looked up at the edge of the building, from which the beast was snarling at him with bared teeth. Calvin grabbed the phone again and put it to his ear.
“Calvin!” Korbin’s irritated voice assaulted him. “What the fuck is going on?”
Calvin grimaced. “Boss, we got us a big-ass motherfucker, ‘kay? I need you guys to come on over and… Well, if we don’t make it, it’s been a good run, boss. I’ll send the coordinates.”
“We got ‘em. Tracked ‘em with your phone,” Korbin replied. “Hang tight, and for fuck’s sake don’t die.”
“Right.” Calvin pressed End and looked out through the windscreen.
The demon jumped from the edge and landed in the alley the cops had used as a shortcut. When his huge legs slammed down they compacted several dumpsters, crushing them completely flat. The cement under them cracked and broke, sending small shards flying. He shook his head and took a deep breath, raising his eyebrows.
The cops were terrified. “What the fuck is that?” Stone gasped. “I don’t even know who to call in.”
Calvin reached out to stop Stone from grabbing the radio. “No need to call it in. We are the only ones certified to handle it. He would eat your entire squadron.”
“I do not doubt you on that,” Stone exclaimed, dropping his hand in his lap and staring down the alley. “What the fuck are you going to do about it?”
“Well, we have to neutralize it,” Calvin told them.
Holden was incredulous. “And what the fuck does that mean?”
“I’m not really sure.” Calvin shrugged. “It just seemed like the right thing to say in the moment. Ultimately we are going to have to take that motherfucker’s head clean off its shoulders.”
“Do you have a chainsaw?” Stone wondered.
“No,” Calvin snapped. “We fight with swords.”
“What are you, the Knight-fucking-brigade?” Holden asked from the back seat.
“No.” Calvin sighed. “We are the Damned, and we have some pretty fucking fancy tricks up our sleeves when it comes to demons. That girl on the roof—she is a most wonderful badass. Speaking of Katie, she needs to get her ass down here.”
Calvin picked up the radio and put it to his mouth.
“Hey, sweet thang,” he sang. “You gonna get your ass down here, or do I have to take this motherfucker on by myself?”
“You’re a big man.” She giggled. “Just keep him preoccupied.”
“Right,” he said, dropping the radio. “’Preoccupied.’ How the fuck do we keep a beast like that preoccupied? He could crush my body with his damn pinky. This is the kind of shit I was talking about. Brothers do not belong in dark alleyways beating fucking demon ass. Fuck.”
There was nothing but silence from the cops.
Calvin turned to them with a bright smile. “So, guys, you remember how I told you that you were backup?” he asked.
They both nodded.
“Okay, so this is what that means,” Calvin explained. “I’m gonna get my ass out of this car and
be a motherfucking hero. You two are going to back the hell up. You are going to back your car to the street, and not let anyone past you. Do you think that you can handle that?”
They fidgeted uncomfortably under Calvin’s gaze.
“Yeah, got it,” they both mumbled.
“All right,” Calvin said. “Let me get out first.”
Holden started to speak, then changed his mind, then spoke anyway. “Good luck,” he managed thickly.
“Thank you. I’m pretty sure I’ll have to make my own damn luck,” Calvin retorted, throwing the door open and stepping out into the street.
Holden moved back to the front seat, pulling the passenger door closed behind him. Stone put the car in reverse and spun the tires, backing up as fast as he could. Calvin pulled out his guns and looked up at the demon, who now had his full attention on Calvin.
“All right, you goddamned bastard,” Calvin said to himself. “Come get some.”
Chapter Nine
Korbin hung up the phone and hit the emergency button to sound the red alarm. He threw off his jacket and pulled on his boots, shaking his head at the trouble the two of them constantly got themselves into.
He glanced out the office window that overlooked the pit, seeing everyone rushing down to find out what was going on. He took a deep breath and grabbed the two knives Katie gave him. He wasn’t going to go out there with half a team and not prepare them.
Korbin stomped out of the office, pulling the door shut behind him, and jogged down to the pit. When he rounded the corner, he found Eric and Derek pulling on their boots. He stopped and looked at them for a minute before handing each a knife.
“Do not lose these,” he said. “They are worth more than your fucking lives, boys. From what it sounded like, we are going to need all the help we can get in this battle.”
Eric and Derek nodded and waited for him to walk away, high-fiving and sliding the knives into their setup as soon as Korbin’s back was turned. They had watched the others fight with them, so they knew what kind of power that they held. Derek was a partner in the company, and Eric was just ready to play with the cool-as-fuck toys.