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