<span style="font-size: 15px">He had been worried when he had first seen the power of her friends.  Each had their own unique gifts and talents that could make his revenge a little bitter, or even unsatisfied.  Deimos had lingered on the edge of the dreams of those the Striga had attacked.  He had to say, the two whores had done a fantastic job at tormenting these men and women and it had left him a little impressed by their tactic.  Their hunger had paved the way for him to feed on their fear, making them relive the attack in much more grueling detail than they remembered.  If he embellished a bit, no one was the wiser.<br/>
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Deimos had watched as the human, though he was hesitant to call him that, had been the first to arrive.  The kid was neither a doctor or nurse. and he hadn't seemed concerned about any of the patients specifically.  Most likely not a family member, not that it really mattered to the demon.  What did catch his interest was the strange aura surrounding him.  It twisted and mixed with the human soul underneath.  "They're afraid," he heard the human mutter to himself, dragging Deimos from his musings.  How did he know they were still afraid?  There was sadness and concern on his face, but when the door opened and the other two walked in, the expression wash away, replaced by confidence as the human turned to the other two.<br/>
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The blond woman caught his eye first.  A vampire he could see almost immediately, though she made no move to feast on the human, nor any of the other patients.  In fact, she was in a hospital surrounded by blood and didn't seem in the least bit hunger.  <i>Interesting.</i>  He wondered what kind of dreams she had.  Looking to her companion, Deimos's anger was nearly palpable and the blond male had whipped his head back around.  <i>Even more interesting, </i>he thought as one piece of the puzzle about the human was solved.  A psychic, or at least an empath.  He'd have to control his own emotions better unless he wanted to be caught.<br/>
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Back to the demon with the vampire.<br/>
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He controlled his anger better this time, but seeing Lucian there, consorting with these two made his blood boil.  Was this why he'd never come back to hell?  They used to have so much fun together until Lucian just never came back.  He could see the thick silver tendrils floating between him and the demon, and even caught a glance of a tattoo that peeked from between the glove and the jacket on the skin of the human.  It was enough for Deimos to realize that Lucian had gone and attached himself to a human.  <i>Pathetic.  What did he expect to gain there?</i><br/>
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It was the final being that entered the room that captivated Deimos completely.  <i>Eva, </i>the bitch was called.  He'd never forget her name after what she did to him.  He still had the scar across his ribs from when she had expelled him from that dream so long ago.  A phantom pain shot through his body and anger nearly consumed him again, but he kept it under control.  He got a closer look at the enemy, ignoring the fact that Lucian was working with her now as well.  He had never seen her outside of the dream realm, but her wings were not there.  That couldn't be right.  In fact, the angel he had fought with had been powerful, more so than him in the dream land and this frail thing was nothing compared to that.<br/>
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A slow, malicious smirk parted his lips in a gruesome display of sharp teeth.  She was no longer attached to heaven.  Feeling the urge for Revenge, Deimos nearly missed the bitch coming closer.  This bit he knew and he quickly concealed himself in the shadows of the dream, pulling back almost completely so his presence wouldn't be detected.   He was merely a spectator as the fallen angel walked with the woman through the dream and a sudden urge of spite grew within him as he possessed the nightmare of the woman, feeding on her fear first hand as the striga attacked her in her dream.  It was daring, but he wanted to test the angel's power.  She didn't seem to sense him.<br/>
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When the angel pulled out, Deimos settled in to watch, but the group had left.  How peculiar and how <i>exciting</i>.  He knew without a doubt that now was the chance to strike, to taste the sweet revenge he was owed.  He wanted to get drunk on Angel's fear.  He left the dreams, their taste stale and unwanted as he returned to his domicile in Hell.  Thinking back to that dream so long ago, Deimos remembered it with clarity.  The dreamer had had a fascination with fantasy.  A real Cinderella kind of dream.  She had lived in a horrible household but had found her Prince and got married.  Deimos had gagged at the feelings of happiness and serenity that had permeated the dream.  He'd turned the woman's family on her, forcing them to hide her when the Prince showed up.  The Prince had married her sister instead.  The anguish had been one of the most palatable dishes he had ever had.<br/>
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Night after night he had visited her, reliving the nightmare until that <i>Angel</i> had shown up.  She had ruined everything and sent him back to hell to lick his wounds.  Now though, he would do so much worse.  He went back to the human realm, back to the dreams of the patients and waited.  It wasn't long before the human had come back.  He was pissed and Deimos enjoyed tasting that morsel from inside his cocoon of safety.  He was getting ready to strike when the others came in.  No matter, he still had time.  He went after the human and the demon first.  As much fun as he'd have with humans crying in terror at his real form, he didn't need the hassle of another Angel getting involved.<br/>
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Surprisingly, it was the human who noticed him first.  </span><i><span style="font-size: 15px">Something else there</span></i><span style="font-size: 15px"> he noted and quickly touched the human.  Humans were easy to force asleep, and this one wasn't much more difficult, but Deimos did have to push a little more.  He savored the way Lucian scrambled to protect the human as the car spun out of control.  "You're damned like the rest of the Lucian," he cackled with glee as the car flipped.  With Lucian unconscious and the human asleep, they were easy pickings.  He didn't care if they were both injured, taking them to a place nearby.   He didn't bother with beds either, leaving them on the cold hard ground.  Why bother when they were going to die anyway.  "Disappointing," he muttered as he looked at the other demon before leaving.<br/>
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The vampire was next, and it was nearly comical how she sensed him almost immediately. He had gotten back to the hospital just in time to hear the conversation between the two women.  Fallen.  He had been right and the blond vampire wasn't happy with her at all.  This group had an interesting dynamic and he wondered just how 'good' the angel would be to save people that obviously didn't care for her.  Soon though, the two girls went their separate ways.  He followed the vampire around her flat, finally getting close enough that when she turned around, he reached up and grabbed her by the throat.  "Be careful what you wish for girlie," he grins, his mouth open as she too fell asleep.  This was a lot easier than he thought it would be.  Catching them all by surprise had been a good idea as he hadn't known what anyone but Lucian was capable of.</span><br/><br/>Finally, it was the angel's turn.  He had fun following her for a while as well.  Curiously watching her to see what she would and could do.  She wasn't impressive and he soon found himself quite bored.  She was pathetically human like this and when she stopped by the creek he had grown tired of the game.  He pushed the urge to sleep towards her, walking closer and when she looked up at him, he pushed harder until she fell over asleep.<br/><br/>"Well," he grinned, reaching down and grabbing her and taking her back.  "The real fun can begin."  He dropped the angel next to the other three before disappearing out of existence.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center">~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~​</div><span style="font-size: 15px"><br/>
Dex had no idea where he was.  He awoke with a start in some room, dressed in regal attire.  He was looking in the mirror and he had a crown fitted upon his head.  his blond hair was neatly combed, different from the mess it usually was and his clothing was pressed and crisp.  A look down told him he wasn't in normal clothing either.  It was almost as if he had been sent back in time.  What happened?  A flash of blue with gnarled horns and dripping fangs flitted through his memory.  A demon.  A demon was behind this.  "Lucas?"  He yelled, looking wildly around the empty room.  Lucas had been with him, but he didn't see any sign of the man now.  If this was some prank he had pulled just to get Dex to talk to him, he was going to murder the demon.<br/>
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"The hell?"  He muttered, startled when the wall beside him opened up to reveal a staircase.  He went to the bedroom door first because he sure as hell wasn't falling into some kind of trap, only to find the door locked.  "Fine," he muttered, starting up the hidden stairs, "have it your way."  The first few steps were uneventful, but soon the wall closed behind him, trapping him inside.  Before he could turn and try to find a way out, a green glow from the top of the stairs captivated him.  "I swear Lucas," he muttered, rapidly climbing the stairs.  <br/>
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His eyes fell on an old spinning wheel and he frowned.  He had the urge to reach out and touch it, but the familiarity of it told him it was a bad idea.  "Oh fuck no," he growled, backing away instead.  "I ain't no Sleeping Beauty."  With that, he turned on his heel only to run into something unmovable.  He could almost feel the glee radiating off of the fucker as he backed away and got a good look.  He looked human, far more human than he had in the rearview mirror of his car, but Dex could still see his true face in the aura surrounding him.<br/>
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He wasn't sure how it worked, he never did, but they always seemed stronger when he was asleep.  It wasn't any different then as the vision grabbed hold of him.  He could see the demon's eyes widen in curiosity before the scene around him changed.  He was looking at Eva then, and what did she have to do with any of this?  She could dream walk, he noticed with sudden clarity as the blond found a key and pressed it into a door on a ship.  The room behind it wasn't a room at all and it opened to reveal a beautiful meadow with a forest surrounding it.  <br/>
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<i>'Just because you found one, doesn't mean you'll get to the others in time Angel,' </i>the blue demon snarled and Dex snapped back to the reality he was trapped in.  By then, the demon had a hold of him and was forcing him towards the spindle of the spinning wheel.  He was strong and he could feel the anger rolling off of the demon and clouding his judgement.  Just as he was inches away, Dex yelled in a last ditch effort, hoping the angel he had been rude to could hear him.<br/>
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"Eva!  Find the keys!"  He screamed as loud as he could before a sharp pain on the end of his finger and blackness took him again.<br/>
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</span>​</div><span style="font-size: 15px">"I should kill you now," he snarled as the human dropped to the floor.  Definitely a psychic and far more trouble than he was worth, but if he wanted to hurt Eva and get his revenge on Lucian, the human had to live.   For now.  He stepped away as the three fairies rushed in to take the blond towards the tower disappearing from that dream and going to the object of his attention.<br/>
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This one was far more interesting anyway, he mused as he sat on a rock and lit a cigarette.  When the blond angel showed signs of life, he was excited.  She really did make a pretty picture if it wasn't for the fact she was a former angel.  The green dress covered very little and Deimos took in his fill of the sight of her skin before locking eyes with her.<br/>
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"Hello Eva," he smirked.  He was dressed as a pirate, though deep down he was hoping she'd recognize him as he could never forget her.  "Remember me?"<br/>
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