"Yo listen up here's a mhhm mhh mhh that lives in a blue world hmm mhh hmmh mhmh he sees is just blue..." John put his half eaten burger down and took the head phones out of his ears as a demon showed up in front of him. John sat silently waiting for the demon to speak up and give him a good reason why his meal was interrupted. After a few moments of silence John sighed and glared at the demon.<br/><br/>"My god how do you fucking demons function?" John seethed with annoyance at the demon who still insisted on remaining silent. John closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose with a sigh. "So what do you want?"<br/><br/>"Sir we have spotted a small group of hunters making their way towards the fort. They arrived in a helicopter having landed in a small clearing about a mile east of here." The demon spoke in a formal, almost robotic tone. The new information gave John an Idea.<br/><br/>"I want you to take a few demons and either take the helicopter to a demon supply depot or destroy it. Literally either one is fine with me as long as they have no helicopter to go back to." John smiled sinisterly as the demon bowed and ran off to do his bidding. That finished John turned his attentions back to his half eaten burger.<br/><br/>A few minutes later John heard the resounding crack of rifle fire and the screams of agony as two hunters suddenly found themselves with new holes in their shoulders. Grabbing their wounded men the hunter troupe fell back to regroup. Smiling to himself John twirled the C-4 remote in his hand giddy with anticipation. His original job was to help the demons take the fort but John figured he deserved a little fun seeing as he had to destroy his clothes. Closing his eyes John waited to see which lucky hunter would stumble upon his puppet demon king sitting on a throne made of enough C-4 to destroy the fort and the cliff it sat upon.