Demonhunter
Three Thousand Club
"Alright. Let's go!" Isroh chirped, exited that it might finally be over! He was one step closer to rest. He began to wonder what the afterlife was like. Was it like movies said, on the clouds or perhaps a field of flowers. Non-demon lotus flowers. He opened Raven's window and was off into the night, headed for the highschool. Once there he found that there was already a car there... This was going to be just too easy. He bust open the doors to the school, walking down the halls, scrolling down on his phone for a name and an office number. Jess Hale, room 310. He traced the numbers only to find that office 310 was the only one with lights on.
He took a deep breath and wondered if he was going to truly be able to kill a man. He had to, he had no choice. He was burning every day for this man's monstrocities, he had to be sent to hell to pay for it. He let his claws scrape down the window before smashing in the door. He found Mr.Hale... In the office with another young boy who seemed oddly disheveled and afraid, Mr.Hale was hold him down on the desk forcefully and only let him up when Isroh had come in. The boy was in tears and ran past Isroh to escape... Luckily the demon had no quarrel with the poor boy who'd been taken advantage of.
"You and me need to have a little chat Mr.Hale." He let his vines grow over the exit, trapping the teacher in the office. Mr. Hale growled and retrieved a revolver from under his desk.
"You should never have come here."
"Put that down. You know it won't work on me. I need some information. And your going to give it to me."
He took a deep breath and wondered if he was going to truly be able to kill a man. He had to, he had no choice. He was burning every day for this man's monstrocities, he had to be sent to hell to pay for it. He let his claws scrape down the window before smashing in the door. He found Mr.Hale... In the office with another young boy who seemed oddly disheveled and afraid, Mr.Hale was hold him down on the desk forcefully and only let him up when Isroh had come in. The boy was in tears and ran past Isroh to escape... Luckily the demon had no quarrel with the poor boy who'd been taken advantage of.
"You and me need to have a little chat Mr.Hale." He let his vines grow over the exit, trapping the teacher in the office. Mr. Hale growled and retrieved a revolver from under his desk.
"You should never have come here."
"Put that down. You know it won't work on me. I need some information. And your going to give it to me."
