"Have you ever known me to avoid such chaos as this Lucian?"  He countered back with a grin.  The chair he'd found was nearly destroyed, but he'd brushed it off anyway before sitting primly on top.  He’d watched as the other demon had destroyed the room, purposefully hidden away until the time was right.  “I’ve always thought you look so much better like this,” he teases.<br/><br/>“Oh Dex, Oh Dex,” he mimics the blue-skinned monster across from him.  “What if your precious Dex could see you now?  Or even that vampire and angel...  I know the angel already looks at you like the monster you are.  What about your human?  Would he shy away or shiver at the touch of those claws?  Pathetic.  You hide yourself because you’re afraid to be everything that you are, Lucien.  You think any of them care about you?  And even if they did, you’re temporary to them.  They’ll die and then where will they go?  The darkest parts of hell that even you won’t dare to go.”  His sweet purr turns to a snarl as he stands, getting in the other demon’s face.<br/><br/>Here he has the power and he uses it to slam the other demon against the wall with willpower alone.  The mirror shakes, a small crack forming in the corner as Deimos holds him there.  “Oh dear,” he frowns in mock sympathy, the sweetness back.  “He doesn’t look alive at all, does he?  He’s going to die and you’ll be stuck here.<i>Those two bitches</i>will be stuck here with you.”<br/><br/>He sighs and drops Lucas, going over and looking in the mirror before heading towards the window.  He shifts his own form to that of a human, looking at his pale hand.  His eyes still glow yellow as he walks to the door, reaching out for the doorknob.  There’s a commotion downstairs, singing and clattering, and Deimos knows the girls have made their way here.<br/><br/>“You know this started out as simple revenge.  I was floating along through the dreams of those ensnared by the Striga, when along comes this angel who I hadn’t seen in years.  I’m surprised you didn’t recognize her.  I know I’ve not hidden my hate for Eva during our little...rolls in the sheets together.  The Lucien I know would sympathize with me.  Instead, though, I see him helping the angel do some good.  It’s absolutely vile and every time I think of it,” he places his fingers over his mouth, pretending to gag before smirking again.  “You make me sick.  You’re a pathetic excuse for a demon and you will be the reason your human and your new friends die.”<br/><br/>His voice is a snarl again as he yanks the door open.  He’s tempted to shut it behind him to trap Lucas but as soon as he takes a step to leave, the ground jolts underneath them.  The world around them blurs, making the demon nauseous as he’s pulled from the dream.  It doesn’t take a genius to realize where he is.<br/><br/>There is a row of simple white beds, four to be exact.  On each of them lies a body that is slowly moving to raise.  He can see the angel in the first bed, the vampire beside him but it is Lucas in the third bed who seems to be waking up first.  The blond in the fourth bed is already blinking at him before slowly moving his gaze towards the doctor and finally landing on Lucas.  The human’s eyes widen as he struggles to sit up in a quick and surprising move that even leaves the doctor scrambling.<br/><br/>“Fuck, you guys gotta hurry.  You’re almost here,” the human pants, his voice hoarse from all of the screaming.  The doctor presses him back into the bed, pushing something into an IV just as Deimos takes the opportunity to force the other three back into dreamland as well.  He glares at the doctor as he too begins disappearing.  “Fucking deal with this properly or I’ll drag you back to the hole you were in,” he snarls before he’s gone.<br/><br/>When he appears this time, he’s no longer in the castle but the village.  The dark castle looms behind him and he’s sure to take his human form as he runs to the center of the village.<br/><br/><i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">"The beast will make off with your children,<br/>
he'll come after them in the night.<br/>
We're not safe 'till his head is mounted on my wall.<br/>
I say we kill the beast!"</span></i><br/><br/>Lighting a torch, he knows he has the village’s attention when they start speaking up.<br/><br/><i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0000b3">“We're not safe until he's dead.”</span><br/>
<br/>
<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#336600">“He'll come stalking us at night.”</span><br/>
<br/>
<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0080">“Set to sacrifice our children to his monstrous appetite.”</span><br/>
<br/>
<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#330066">“He'll wreak havoc on our village if we let him wander free!”</span></i><br/><br/>Deimos was thrilled at the way the village men were gathering their swords and torches.  They were rallying around him easily, though humans would always listen to the biggest and most confident of them and Deimos looked just like them.  He never stopped speaking to them as they marched towards the castle.<br/><br/><i><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">“It's time to take some action boys! It's time---to---follow---me!”<br/>
<br/>
Through the mist, through the woods,<br/>
<br/>
through the darkness and the shadows.<br/>
<br/>
It's a nightmare but it's one exciting ride.<br/>
<br/>
Say a prayer, then we're there,<br/>
<br/>
at the drawbridge of a castle,<br/>
<br/>
and there's something truly terrible inside.<br/>
<br/>
It's a beast, he's got fangs, razor-sharp ones.<br/>
<br/>
Massive paws, killer claws for the feed.<br/>
<br/>
Hear him roar, see him foam,<br/>
<br/>
but we're not coming home,<br/>
<br/>
'till he's dead, good and dead. </span></span></i><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000"></span><br/><span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="font-size: 26px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000"><b><i>Kill the beast!</i></b></span></span></span>