DEMON WRITINGS






this is my story writing space so if your nice enough to drop by i'll be posting my story chapters here.


    Chapter 1: another day at the bar
11:22 P.m. / Thursday / August-28-2082
Age:15

My name is Caita Zatomi. Im fifteen years old, my hair is a light blue color and it comes almost down to my shoulders. My skin is a dark tan color, and my eyes are crimson like the fires of hell. I also may have neglected to mention my being a demon, a human hating demon.

It's dark out, of course this was nothing different from any other day. This is because i live in a place known as Sinrea, the city of blood and shadows. The sun hasn't shone over this city for over 2,000 years, which is why it attracts crime at a somewhat disturbing rate to the point that i havent ever seen a cop car since i've lived here. I walked into the bar, im known as a regular there. its always dimly lit with candles instead of any other type of illumination. The entire room was packed with large mucular demon men, some with horns, wings, wiskers, or claws,but all several times large than myself, all drinking hard yet cheap liquor. "Listen up everyone!". Each and every guy in the room turned towards me with their attention undivided. "Next rounds on me!". All the men in the room raised their glasses and cheered wildly.

I walked over to a bar stool and sat down. The bartender, masaru, is a friend of mine from school so he always sold me drinks even though im under-age a bit...by six years. His hair is spikey and a bright red color and his eyes are the same color. He never wore formal clothes of any kind no matter what, so as usual he was wearing a white T shirt and blue jeans. "Masaru whats up?". He barely even seemed to notice me at first, but i dont blame him after all im not the only one he has to serve. "Well caita i see you still dont like wearing shirts...". What he said is actually rather true, i never wear a shirt except at school. "Yeah whatever, at least im wearing pants otherwise a lot of your costomers might be a little offended, now gimme somethin to drink.". I set 50,000 yen on the counter ,but masaru didn't even touch it. A moment later he rolled a bottle of something toward me. I picked it up and read the label, which read 'Devil Spirits'. "Whoa! masaru this is the most expensive wine in tokyo! I cant afford this!". He gave me a simple smile, a smile that i've seen so many times before that ment i now owed him something. "Dont worry, it's nothing serious and do the job well and i wont charge you anything for any of your drinks and you get this little number". I picked up my money and slid it back into my pocket. "So what do i do?". He pointed at a rowdy looking bunch of men towards the back of the bar. "Those idiots over there have been causing trouble for my costomers. Smash'em up, i dont care how."

I made my way over to the four masaru was talking about. They were all rather large and when i say large i really mean fat. "Alright you four get out now, you've over stayed your welcome.". They all laughed and stood up. "You little punk, we aint leav'in till we feel like it! Ya got it?". I really kinda feel bad because im about to spill the blood of demons when i'd prefer to kill humans. "Well im sorry you feel that way...now get out...". three of them began circling me with a smile. the whole bar basicly surrounded us and i cant really blame them, i do love to show off.. finally one of them tried to punch me and i leaned back just a bit, causing him to hit the one behind me. "You'll have to try harder than that to hit me you undisiplined idiots!". I punched the one who tried to hit me in his stomach, sending my fist through his body. He drooled blood as his body fell to the cold wooden floor. By now the other three had been good and frightened and began backing toward the door."No you dont! you chose to die the second you chose even approach me!". I ran upto them and kicked all three of them into the wall, which just fuled the crowd causing them to cheer. Two of the men were begging for their lives almost crying while the last one had actually passed out.".....No really you could try to show some dignity....at least a little bit". They continued for at least a minute sobbing away like it would make a difference. I raised my left hand and a sword made of ice materialized in it."Well fine i'll finish the job then!". In a quick, slash I tore each of them to little pieces, leaving their remains looking alot like they had just gone through the shredder.

The surrounding demons all jumped with joy and slammed their drinks together toasting. "Masaru.....where's my drink?". I turned around and caught the bottle that was flying in my direction. Upon catching the drink i looked toward him, and as expected he wasn't even paying any attention to me. "Well then who tossed this to me?...ah who cares".I sat down at a table, by myself cause i dont know anyone here tonight.