Dark Door 3 (failed chapters of a failed writer)

Author’s Note: WARNING- please read Dark Doors 1 and 2 before Dark Door 3. Thanks!

Luc tried unsuccessfully to take the chance to crawl away. Whatever made that explosion and that roaring sound seemed pretty big and very destructive- he wanted no part of it. Luc was just an inch away from sprinting back to the boys’ bathroom when Shane saw him.

“Hey, where are you going?” he shouted. Luc scrambled to his feet and made a desperate run for it, only to be lifted into the air by the collar of his shirt.

“Told you we should’ve just killed him.” Thomas dragged Luc back and threw him roughly on the ground, where he went back to hugging his pole.

“I am so glad the Heavenlies put up a Barrier.” Shane scratched his neck, a nervous habit. “The entire neighborhood could have heard that.”

Thomas stalked past him, spread his black wings, and glided towards the origin of the explosion, keeping low to the ground.

“Hey!” Shane called. “What about the boy?” Luc flinched and all hopes of him being forgotten vanished.

Thomas turned and hovered in the air for a moment. “You wanted to keep him. He’s your problem.” Then he disappeared into the school courtyard.

Shane groaned and Luc shifted his legs uncomfortably. The Hellzer Defense Devil turned his red gaze to Luc, opened his mouth as if to say something, then shook his head and sighed.

“All right, kid, look-” Another thundering roar blasted their eardrums and was cut short with a scream of pain.

Shane glared in the direction of the sound. “You just can’t tell an Attack Devil to keep it down,” he muttered. Then he said to Luc, “Kid, I know you just saw a lot and heard an awful lot today, but try and forget everything, cool?” He paused. “Actually, nevermind. You’re coming with us.”

With you?” Luc stared up at the Devil, confused. “So, not half-way-where I get killed and everything- but with you- who?- where?”

Shane twitched his wings impatiently. “Yes, with us. No, we won’t kill you, we’re not allowed to. Ignore Thomas, his type likes to ask questions later. Now try and keep up and don’t get in the way. And don’t even think about trying anything stupid.” Shane opened his wings and, like Thomas, headed for the courtyard.

Luc felt his heart settle a bit. He gazed longingly at the boys’ bathroom- it was so close- thought better of it, and ran after the Devils. He had no idea what he had just gotten himself into.

The school courtyard was huge, with blue picnic tables dotting the stone pavement for students to sit at during lunch. At the far side of the courtyard, atop a very mangled stretch of grass, was a dragon.

The beast towered a good two stories above the classroom rooftops, its long silver snout spilling blazing fire. Two large silver wings were poised at its sides, swatting at a small black dot zipping around its head like a fly.

“Thomas!” Shane rose in a graceful arc into the air and watched the other Devil darting this way and that.

“Really.” Shane’s lips curled in a mocking smile. “You’re trying too hard.” A split second later, a gleaming tail smacked into his face, sending him hurtling through the air. He crashed into one of the picnic tables with a sickening crack. Luc’s eyes widened and he started towards the fallen Devil.

Shane staggered to his feet and waved at Luc. “No worries, nothing broken, stay where you are.”

Above them, Thomas stopped for a few seconds and smirked at Shane. “Look who’s got their butt kicked now.”

“Oh shut up.” Shane tested his wings and rose unsteadily into the air again. “I got slapped in the face.”

“No, that was your butt.” Thomas went back to dodging the dragon’s claws before Shane could respond. Below, Luc had to cough to hide a laugh and Shane glared at him.

The two Devils went into action. Luc had never seen anything like it- two dark blurs zigzagging around the dragon’s head, slipping through its claws like fish, darting past its humongous wings like bullets. The dragon roared in frustration and spread its wings, light seeping through the pale translucent skin- and with a mighty heave, it rose, wind gushing from the powerful beats threatening to pull trees from their roots. Shane and Thomas stopped circling and hovered, their own wings nothing compared to the dragon’s display. Luc had to hang on to another pole (their school had many poles) so he wouldn’t be blown away as he gazed up with his jaw hanging open.

The dragon lifted its head and opened its mouth- something blue flared from the base of its throat, glowing brighter and brighter as it spread up towards the head. The dragon opened its jaws wider and Luc could see the blue light flashing behind its tongue.

And blue fire shot out of its mouth, small zaps of lightning circling the flames, narrowly missing Shane and Thomas as they flapped out of the way, flying through the air like a laser beam, heading for Luc. Shane saw him and yelled a desperate warning.

“Watch out-”

Luc was engulfed in blue flames.

Dark Door 2 (failed chapters of a failed writer)

Author’s Note: I advise you to read Dark Door 1 before this. It’ll make a lot more sense. Please don’t read this chapter until you read the first one! (I warned you).

Thomas Hoshikage was having a rather bad day.

First, one of the pesky vermin had stolen his breakfast. It was a Goeble, he was sure of it, he’d seen it’s wiry green tail and tiny bat wings as it scurried out the door, bread in hand. The Goeble would be very sorry indeed once Thomas tracked him down. Then there was the matter of Master Kaizer Bullas; apparently, meddling Heavenlies had been trying to establish control over one of the Hellzer middle schools in the city. Bullas had sent Thomas and Shane Redtail to check it out. Thomas had been wandering the halls, following the Goeble’s scent trail, when Shane delivered the news.

He was just as reluctant as Thomas was. Shane was a Hellzer Defense Devil, specializing in protection and thick defense drills. Thomas on the other hand was a Hellzer Attack Devil, training in Strike Kill and how to behead the opponent. Two very different Devils and thus hated rivals. Even the Hell Council was often split into two opposing groups when debating on how to deal with their enemies, the Heavenlies.

And now, they had been spotted by a human boy, something that all Devils, no matter the type, were trained to avoid.

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” muttered Thomas, fixing the boy with a bright blue glare.

“Be quiet, Hoshikage.” Shane elbowed him in the side but he was frozen to the spot, shocked and clearly trying to plan his next move. A typical Defense Devil habit. Thomas preferred kill and ask questions later.

The boy sat on the ground, jaw hanging open stupidly. The humans of the school had called a lockdown, though Thomas was sure the principal was a Heavenly and this was all part of their goody plan. If so, the Heavenlies could be anywhere on campus and the Hellzers didn’t need a random human to worry about and mess things up.

When Shane continued to stand in place and stare at the boy, formulating a plan that was taking far too long, Thomas could take it no longer.

“I say we kill him,” he said. Both Shane and the boy gave him wide-eyed looks at this.

“You must be joking. Kill a human?” said Shane.

“What else are we supposed to do? Turn him into a seagull?” Thomas replied sarcastically.

“It’s better than killing him. Do you Attack Devils pay any attention to the rules? Has Master Drake even taught you any rules?” Shane exclaimed.

Thomas turned on him, the human boy forgotten. “Don’t tell me Defense Devils actually obey regulations?” he said, smirking.

“Of course we do!” Shane puffed out his chest. “That’s why there are more of us than there are of you. We stay out of trouble and we’re rewarded an extra day in our lives. Whereas the Attack Devils run around getting their butts kicked by Heavenly boots and their throats slit by Heavenly blades.”

“You’re cowards, that’s what you are,” interrupted Thomas darkly.

Shane’s face blossomed a deep shade of red and his eyes flared even redder. He didn’t realized his shortblade had unsheathed until there was an excited yelp below them.

“That is so cool!” The two Hellzers looked down. The human boy (who had been Luc Ganga) was staring curiously at the shortblade peeking out from under the sleeve of Shane’s jacket. Thomas hissed at him and he scuttled back a few feet, hitting his head on a pole behind him. The boy winced and grabbed the back of his head in pain.

“That’s it.” Something silver and sharp slid out of Thomas’s sleeve- a blade much longer than Shane’s and looked much more lethal. Thomas advanced on the cowering Luc Ganga, who plastered against the pole and seemed to be trying to merge himself with it.

“Hoshikage, don’t-” Shane was interrupted by the loud blast of an explosion that threatened to burst their eardrums, followed by the bellow of something that definitely wasn’t an Earth animal.

Thomas stopped in his tracks (much to Luc’s relief) and turned. He met Shane’s wide eyes.

“Heavenlies,” he growled

 

Dark Door 1 (failed chapters of a failed writer)

Luc Ganga was in the boy’s bathroom when the announcements blared their warning: “Students and teachers, we are now in lockdown. This is not a drill. We are in lockdown.”

He sat there on the toilet for a minute, staring at the stall door. Then he realized he was sweating, zipped up his jeans, and flushed the toilet. Luc immediately regretted that decision and froze- if anyone heard the toilet flush, they would know someone was in the bathroom. He resumed staring at the stall door. According to the drills, he was to find a safe place and hide if he was ever stuck outside the classroom during a lockdown. The intruder, stranger, whoever had caused the announcements could be anywhere, possibly armed.

So Luc stood stranded in the bathroom stall- with a toilet for company.

The minutes ticked by. He wished he had a watch to keep track of how much time had passed in lockdown. At least now he could miss school.

Luc’s knees began to grow numb and he lowered the lid of the toilet seat to sit on it. Tapping a finger on one thigh, he counted the number of seconds that had passed. He gave up at a thousand.

What was taking so long? Luc wondered if the teachers had called the police yet. He’d be able to hear the sirens from the bathroom. He strained his ears.

Silence.

Maybe the lockdown was over and they contacted all the teachers by phone? It was highly unlikely, but the lockdown was beginning to get too long and boring for him to bear. Luc stared at the stall door for a few seconds, got off the toilet seat, and gently unlocked the door.

He peered outside. The boy’s bathroom was quiet, empty of life except for him. He pulled open the stall door and glanced outside of the bathroom. No one. A dangling tree branch waved at him, tickled by a small breeze.

Luc’s heart beat faster as he tiptoed to the doorway. All the doors he could see were closed and uninviting and the only noise was the distant screech of seagulls. Not a soul in sight. He took a deep breath and stepped out of the bathroom.

Luc tried to pretend that he was running an errand for the office- office assistants often walked around campus during periods to deliver and collect papers from the teachers. But even OAs ran into a couple of students on their way to and from the bathroom or some staff members doing what they liked to call “official business”. This time, it was eerily silent and the entire school seemed to loom over Luc as he made his way to his English class.

Then he heard something that almost made him jump- voices, two of them, talking to each other. His heart stopped beating like a drum and he relaxed. Someone was running an errand after all. The lockdown was over. Luc followed his ears to the source of the voices, trying to guess who it was (he was pretty popular at school and knew most of the people). He rounded the corner and froze.

Two tall boys dressed in black stood with their backs to him. It was then that Luc realized there was something very odd about them- leathery, black wings sprouted from between their shoulder blades, folded and towering a foot above their heads. Definitely not middle school students. He backed away, unable to believe what he was seeing, and promptly tripped on an untied shoelace- a very, very bad habit, he now knew.

The two boys- no, Luc doubted they were even human- turned. His heart began to beat rapidly again when he realized he had been correct- one had eyes the color of fire and the other a glowing bright blue. The taller boy with the red eyes had shaggy black hair with two curled black horns camouflaging in their midst. The other boy housed long hair bleached blonde with smooth matching gold horns and asian features. His blue eyes bore into Luc’s, who sat rooted to the ground. 

Yep. Not a soul in sight. But demons didn’t have souls, did they?