Infected Haven Part I by S.K Nuanes (beach read book TXT) 📖

that statement is correct, there is good in me.”

“Hm, I see you did some research, that’s true. Yet the angel one was the weak one. Your father made sure, you never got any of the purity that exists in an angel.”

Damn, I thought I found a loophole, “How could Heaven develop without, the first angel?”

“It slowly developed. Yet Satan refused to let any good into your heart. He knew you would be a problem child.” Rose smiled shrugging.

“So what’s your story, I’m sure your father told you about me.” I said, narrowing my eyes down at her.

Rose shrugged then started to turn to leave, “Let’s talk about it, somewhere other then here.”

“Where are we going to meet?” I asked, following her. She smiled then spun around, “Black Moore Lake.  In one hour.” Rose said, stroking my new arm. She walked out with grace at the same time taunting me. If I learned anything in my lifetime it was never trust anyone. In the end, it’s going to be only you. Even family, can be liars. Especially if your family, has blood covered hands. You never know, who is next you need to protect yourself. The new arm was cold as ice yet it was relaxing as a drug. I knew my fate, and this was apart of it. Becoming a monster, maybe I was born as one. Sometimes you wonder if its best to give up early. Surrender to the darkness, since in the end ones who stay in the light get beaten to a pulp.  I walked out, of the infirmary I hid my arm in my coat. Hoping no one would notice it, since Ayperos was known for this legendry weapon. Ah shit, I remembered Satan took the Arch Angel Knife. I grinded my teeth together there was going to be trouble big time. That weapon, can lead Satan to what he wants, the item that will make angels, and ghosts bow down to him. With that, blood would be everywhere. I dashed quick as I could at demonic speed I climbed up a wall like a spider. I did a back flip landing on a balcony.  I kicked the door in half and broke in the room, where Satan was having a drink of a soul. “I know it’s been a while since you where here. We like to use doors, not…balconies.”

I narrowed my eyes at him and smacked the wine glass out of his hand, my new arm quickly grabbed onto his shirt and smashed him into the brick wall. I could feel my fingers sinking into his skin.

“You took the Arch Angel Knife, give it back…” I snarled low, I was still waking up from being drugged. Yet I had enough strength to discuss matters with him.

He got an evil look in his eyes, and his pupils grew to cover the entire eye socket. I felt like a puppet, and I dropped him down on the ground. He gestured his head towards a chair, I couldn’t help it my body was weak. So I had no will power, just kill me now. End my suffering, yet he isn’t that merciful.

“Hm, son you know why I need it. That’s why I gave you your TRUE arm. I took that old weapon from you. I think this one suits you better. So care for a drink? Lust Mary? Dark Diamond?”

He walked over to his personal bar, and behind him was a large cabinet filled with drinks all over the world, from different times. “I don’t really want anything to drink…what do you plan on doing with that knife?”

“That knife my dear boy, can lead us towards victory. Hm, still odd how you were able to obtain it. What’s more strange is, how loyal it was to you.”

Even I still didn’t understand why it accepted me, out of all people. It picked someone who was meant to destroy the innocence without a second thought.

It should of picked someone, who would want to kill me.  Someone who would be the savior of the world, not the destroyer.

“I’m not sure, it was during one of the raids. A boy gave it to me, I don’t think he sensed what I am.”

“That’s cause you are refusing who you are, in his dying state he believed you were human. Well done you are truly are a trickster. Ayperos.” Satan grinned, pouring a glass of souls. He sipped it slowly, like a child enjoying some soda.

Once he released the freeze, I had the ability to move.

I walked towards the door; I opened it and left my father alone. I slammed the door hard, creating a mini earthquake.

 

Black Moore Lake, was on the west side, it was about an hour away from the city, it was always foggy, the trees were covered in vines they were alive, and could kill anyone quickly.

“Hm, so you actually came?” A voice said, from behind me. Rose walked over and stood next to me.

“Hm, well since your father probably told you everything about me. So only fair for you to tell me, about yourself.”

Rose let out a laugh, she bent down and touched a pebble and bounced it in her hand, and then she skipped it across the lake.

“Well cousin, what do you want to know?”

“Well, your demon story.”

“I was born, nothing to say really. You are an odd story. Your father waited until your eighteenth birthday.”

So she is most likely older then me, which may be some use to me.

“Does your father, keep a record of the deceased? Like where they went after he decided their fate?”

Rose gave me a slight laugh, “Didn’t you pay attention in primary school? Yes, you idiot.”

I raised an eyebrow at her, then that voice haunted my mind.

If you’re planning on trying to find your sister, let me say this again. She never bloody existed! She was only in your bloody head!

“So, he has records from the beginning of time?”

I wanted to see, if there was a way to find my biological father, and beg for his forgiveness. “If you want to break in it won’t work well. I’m going to head back, and get a painting done. You should get one done, a full body one…you know to include your new arm.”

She walked away without her feet touching the ground, I was taught to always trust family. They’re suppose to understand you more then any other person in the world. Bull crap.

Something or someone was hunting me; I inhaled their scent it smelled of rotting eggs. It broke a twig; I was able to detect what direction it was coming from. Every demon with a brain would know not to attack the Devil’s son. Meaning…

Then something lunged at me, it was about my height, red glowing eyes, razor sharp teeth, spikes covering him, he growled at me.

He tried to claw at me, I jumped back avoiding his grab just barely. I lifted my metal claw, and slashed his head off, and then he grew two heads.

He grinned and spoke Latin backwards.

 I had no idea, what this thing was. I let my mind control come then things became brutal.

I slowly had him combust, but not fast and painless, I let blood run out of his eyes, shoving the spikes on his body inside of him. Letting them stab every vital organ, making him scream out in pain, I made sure all his joints were snapped. I kneed down next to him, keeping my distance, I waved my metal claw over him, there wasn’t much on him, only that he couldn’t think alone, there was one person in control of this kind of demon. It seemed more like a zombie demon, then anything else. I released him, from the pain and walked back to the Capital, and find out who created that zombie demon. Yet I had a pretty good idea…

 

“What the hell!” I shouted, stomping inside the council room. There wasn’t a meeting-taking place, unless you count Satan, Grim, Dmitri and another General.

“Oh, welcome back Ayperos. Was your hunt successful?” Satan asked, with a smile.

“Ayperos, what are you doing here?” Grim asked, tapping his skeleton hands on the table.

“You created these demonic zombies didn’t you!” I snapped, although it didn’t surprise me, that he would still try and kill me whenever he could.

“Wait, did you say demonic zombies?” The General asked, getting on his feet.

Dmitri didn’t say anything; he just looked at me as if I belong in a mental institution.

“It just came out of nowhere, and wouldn’t die.”

Satan let out a loud sigh, drawing attention back to him, “I was working on a experiment. Seeing if I can create a new breed seems like I did a good job.”

I narrowed my eyes at him, he grinned then looked at Grim, “They are amazing brother. Oh son, come here and show your uncle. The new weapon.”

I walked over to the hooded figure; no one has ever seen his face and lived.

He was strong for just being bones, he held the metal claw he seemed surprised that I had lost my entire arm. Or that this was a legendry weapon, possibly both.

“Hm, so it is true. Thought this was just a legend.”

“Well we all know he is stubborn. Yet he is disciplined and knows his place.” Satan said, giving me a deadly look. If I didn’t obey, or follow along he would make me pay later. I let out a heavy exhale, trying to ignore Dmitri grinning at me.

Grim let go of my arm.

“Well so he is finally broken, the human side wise.” Grim said, slightly confused as if it was hard to believe. I’m sure Satan has told him, all about what a problem child I can be.

“Yup, well you know every wild horse can be tamed, with enough hits of the whip.”

Then Dmitri butted in, with a loud sigh, “I don’t mean to be rude, but can we finish this meeting up? I got other matters to attend to.”

“Of course, now with these new demons, can be your new soldiers General. Trust me, they may not be powerful as we are. Yet they will destroy the enemy. Just give a sample of DNA or anything. They will kill that group.”

“Interesting, show me them my Lord.” General said, getting up while Satan and Dmitri followed.

Which left Grim and me alone…

“Hm, do you find it odd your father never told you about your past? Shouldn’t he told you right away?” Grim asked, in more of a gentle tone. Death was sneaky; he had methods of luring his victims when they least expected him to cut their string.

“You can answer a question I have, do you know where my biological father is.” I leaned forward on the table.

He gave a small laugh, “Hm, why would I tell you that. Every soul document belongs to me.”

“I need to find him…”

“If you are thinking of bringing him back to life, or something. Not happening little Ayperos.”

“Tell me, is he in Heaven or Hell…” I growled low.

Grim shrugged, “What do you think, he was a Catholic man, although he kept you safe from some people who believed you were a demon. A pastor requested you to be drowned in holy water. Your parents denied their order. So, that pastor some reason had a heart attack that night. Odd.”

“You killed that pastor, didn’t you?” I said, arching an eyebrow.

“If you were to be killed, before your eighteenth birthday. All our plans would turn to dust.” Before I could respond, Grim faded into the shadows.

There was only one other person, who probably could sneak me into the tower, where they kept the soul files. Angel. I knew how demons worked; they wanted something out of everything. Knowing her, she will desire a booty call.

 

She was in her bathroom, it was directed towards the gender of females, the curtains were see through that went around her tub, there were exotic planets all around the room, the lights were dim, although she had candles going around the large bathtub.

“Well, have you