Demon Hunters

The elevator finally stopping at the bottom, than it opens up to a hidden governmental-like lobby. Everyone walking around with their preferred weapons on hand, and in suits. Most of the Hunters preferred guns of some sort over a sword or a scythe, but there were about a unit amount of Sword-users. All the suits were the same shade of blue, a dark navy-blue. As Amabilis noticed, none of the lady Hunters were wearing skirts. They were all wearing pants.

They walked towards the bathrooms, where Amabilis waited outside, with her double bass case. When they came out, they were wearing matching suits and have their weapons visible. Amabilis was going to take her scythe, but Ella stopped her.

"You're not a part of our group, so you don't have the freedom that we have." Ella said.

Reluctentily, Amabilis carried the case, with her weapon still inside. They walked to an all-glass room. There was one guy sitting at a desk. When they approached, they waited for a certain signal. As soon as the man pressed something on his desk, Ella and Deacon opened the door, with Ella pushing Amabilis into the room. Amabilis sat down in one of the chairs, with the two remaining standing.

"Bonjour, Savage. What brings you here?" Commandant DuBois growled.

"Besides you demanding that I come here, I wanted to travel the world. Is that a crime?" Amabilis' Southern accent and attitude surfaced.

Dubois start yelling and cussing in Pure French. Ninty-nine percent of what he said, I am not going to repeat here. Basically, he disliked her disregard for authority.  He demanded to see her Demon Hunters of the United Nations, the DHUN, Identication card. She handed it to him and upon being scanned, revealed her weapon of choice and secondaries. It also showed her rank; D5 out of 10 Demon Ranks. Upon seeing this, Dubois growled and cussed more in French. Since the Swiss Demon Hunters run the licensing, he can't argue, too much. Her two friends were in the French Demon Hunting group for years and they are only D2 or D3 only.

"Here! I have no idea what the American Savages were thinking about letting you having such a high-rank in the Demon Hunters Society." DuBois grumbled.

"That I am a highly-skilled Hunter whom survived situations that others would've died in. A prime example, I saved Ella's and Deacon's lives, single-handed. So, a thank you is in order." Amabilis smiled, which caused her two friends to shake nervously.

More swearing in solid French from DuBois is what Amabilis recieved instead. After some more minutes of a one-side yelling match, which Amabilis just sat there, controlling her outburst, for the sake of her friends. After he was done, he let them to leave. As soon as they closed the door, Amabilis sighed.

"That man never had a joke-bone in his body at all." Amabilis smiled, "But he should thanked me for saving you two."

"Amy, you really shouldn't had pushed him that much." Ella sighed.

"Even if I was the nicest person on the planet, all because I am not a French Hunter whom submits to him, nor a French Hunter in general, he'll loathe me. I want him to loathe me for a particular reason, not because I am not French." Amabilis shrugged.

For the rest of the afternoon, Amabilis was studying the high-tech stuff that her French counterparts use. She gotten real good with the Holo-Table, a table-sized touch-screen console. As it was nearly dark, one of the monitors, which was pointing at the Effiel, saw a man in an all-black trenchcoat and fredora walking into the middle. Before long, Demons appeared and start attacking the tower.

"Send in the Alpha and Bravo teams!" DuBois commanded.

Deacon, a member of the Foxtrot team, watched and recognized the man.

He bent towards Ella and Amabilis, "That's the man I saw earlier."

They watched as both teams, each consitting about 20 members each, lost about half of each team, within minutes. Amabilis, loathing the scene that's unfolding before her, ran to the garage. She found a upgraded version of a Italian Police like Postal motorcycle. She removed her scythe from the case and took off on the motorcycle. Within a mere second, DuBois saw her, racing at top speed towards the Tower. Just as she had said, she quickly dispatched half of the summoned demons, by her lonesome. A minute later, only the man whom summoned them remained.

"Give me audio, NOW!" DuBois commanded.

The operator turned on the Audio.

"The rest of you, get the injured and the dead out of here! It will only get worse!" Amabilis yelled at the French Hunters, than looked at the man, "Who are you and why are you doing this?"

The man smiled, "Ego sum Alpha et Omega, Principium et Finis, Primus et Ultimus!"

Weird symbols appeared on the man's face. Than black-colored wing-shaped lights came out of the man's back. He smiled and his teeth looked more like canine fangs. Amabilis actually feel strong demonic energy raditing from the man.

"Satanas sum dominus ad inferos. Veni enim ad Apocalypsin." the man said, with a toothy grin.

"So, the fallen angel of Pride whom took one-third of the lord's angels with him appeared to do this?" Amabilis shrugged, than spunned her scythe, "Bring it on!"

They fought, but it was clearly a one-sided fight. Before long, Amabilis was barely able to remain standing. Satan walked over to her.

"Tu sane unus pertinacem adversarium, puella. Quae te amem meus." Satan smiled.

"Never, Satan. Quærite avis! Descende feriunt adversarium amorem Dei lumine!" Amabilis yelled.

Than a bird-shaped fire-looking light came flying from Amabilis, striking Satan in the chest. He was sent flying into one of the corners. He stood up, coughing.

He growled, and yelled, "Et reducam in Apocalypsi! Crede mihi! Et erit!", than he disappears.

Amabilis looked up at the camera, smiled, and collasped. When she woke up, she was in the French Demon Hunters' hospital wing. She looked around and saw her scythe propped up against the wall.

"Good Morning, sleepyhead." Ella, in her suit, smiled.

"I slept all night?" Amabilis asked, "What about the circle?"

"It's still intact, thanks to you. and it is actually three nights and two days now. This is the third morning. Commandant asked me to thank you, on his behalf, for saving the lives that you did." Ella smiled, "He actually was worried about you. You did something that even D10 ranked Hunters never did, faced Satan, fought him, and lived."

"Sorry about taking the bike. I needed a ride and Diamond is back at the garage." Amabilis sighed, and criged at the pain.

"It's okay. After seeing the tape, the DHUN decided to elevate you up to D6 ranking and allow you to remain with us back at the garage. The second one is more opitional." Ella smiled a bit less.

"I would love to stay at the garage. I doubt Deacon would be there too often, right?" Amabilis smiled.

"That's true." Ella chuckled, which caused Amabilis to chuckled and cringed at the same time.

"He was one tough opponent. If I didn't used that spell when I did, I would've been dead."

"Yeah. For now, just lay there and rest up. Alright?" Ella said, as she was getting up.

"Alright." Amabilis laid back down and smiled.


end of Chapter 4