Prologue: Zak

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Lights turned on and filled the chapel with light. The guy who turned on the lights scuffled as he brings a woman to the front of the altar as quietly as possible. The man was in a hurry yet cautious in his actions. The tough and handsome looking guy is carrying an unconscious woman in his arms. This woman looks like shes having sweet dreams sleeping in the arms of the man. Well as far as I can tell from here. The man reached the altar and laid down the woman right in front of it. He walked to its side, knelt down beside it, nudged off a part of the tile and reached into it. He grabbed what seems to be a knife. Well could've been an easier night if it was just a regular knife but this one seems to have some intricate designs in it, again as far as I can tell from here but it looks like my guess is right. "Time for me to do my job." I said as I jumped off my vantage point up in the chapel window, and landed on my feet.

The man was startled to see me. "Who are you? What are you doing here?" The man asked more threatening than ever or maybe he's afraid of getting arrested. 'Let's try that out shall we.' I thought as I straightened myself. "If I said that I'm a police would you believe me?" I said. "Wha-" "You're under arrest sir. Put your hands on the ground and your knees to the back of your head right now!" I interrupted trying to make my voice as deep as possible. "What are you tryi-" "W-w-wait. That was wrong. It was backwards. Let me try that again. This is the police. You're under arrest. Put your knees on the ground and hands to the back of your head right now!" Again trying to deepen my voice as much as I can while having finger guns pointing at him. "What do you think? Is that better? Or maybe I could go at it again but this time I'm gonna go with the mysterious type cop you know? I could adjust my voi-" "Tell me what the hell are you doing here right now or I'll drive this knife straight through this woman's throat!" I guess it was his turn to interrupt me. "Hey man chill I'm not here to interrupt your ritualistic meal and steal her from you. Okay? Relax." There was a few seconds of silence before I realized. 'Oh shoot.' As I thought that he replied "Wait. How did you know about that?" I blew it he's now cautious of me more than ever.

"Who are you?" He asked pointing the knife now directly at me no longer caring about the woman he has as a hostage. Well just as I thought this guy ain't the smartest guy. "Hey. Take it easy man. I was just passing by. I didn't mean to-" and in an instant I threw a knife at his knife hand with pin-point accuracy. As he groaned in pain at the unexpected knife thrown at his hand, I ran towards him and slammed him to the wall and pinned him on his throat with my left arm. He struggled to break free while he looked at his victim with hunger in his eyes. "Oh don't worry. I'm not gonna steal her. I'm just gonna save her though I actually thought you're gonna put up more of a fight. I mean look at you. You're like bigger than me and you look pretty thick like you can compare me to a matchstick. You juicin' on some protein shakes too much?" As I said that he tried so hard, struggled to breath and to get rid of my arm pinning him to the wall. I smirked at him while he manage to choke out a reply. "Yo... You're... an ex... orcist... aren't you?" I smiled "if I say yes will you put up more of a fight than this?" As I said that his body started to grow hotter. 'Well I've taunted him at least.' I had to leap back and let go. As soon as I let go a sudden burst of heat spreads throughout the chapel. 'I hope the neighborhood doesn't wake up from the sudden heat.' I thought as I observe the guy. "Whoa. Somebody is a hot head. I thought I told you to chill." I looked up to him and he's started changing. His skin now has a shade of crimson red, he seems to have grown twice his size though because of that he's now shirtless, and of course the familiar trait of a demon, a set of horns, hoof legs and a tail right behind him. "What now you human scum. Even with your so called 'Holy weapons' you will be no match against my strength. Cower in fear within the presence of a real de-" He suddenly stopped as I pierced through his chest with my hand touching his warm beating heart. Looking at my arm soaking wet with his crimson red blood with fear in his eyes, he choked out a few words out of his mouth. " Ho-How can you... a mere human... to be able to..." I stare back at his eyes feeling my own eyes changing and showing him my true nature. "Who says I'm a human?" as I said it, I pulled his heart out of his chest. His body stumbles back as he tried to grasp what just happened and dropped lifelessly to the ground.

With the demon dead at my feet and his alive yet non-beating heart with me, I looked around for a bit and fished out a plastic bag from my pocket. I put the bloody heart inside it and went to check the condition of the woman lying down on the floor. The woman seems to be breathing but she's unconscious. Well that'll make it easier for the clean up. Then I heard the creaking of the chapel door opened up and a bulky tanned guy entered wearing a dark jacket and jeans , that definitely makes him look like a tanned gothic asian guy that seems to fit him nicely. He even has a silver crucifix hanging at his neck that didn't exactly hide his gothic asian look on him and the only thing out of style is the pack that he's carrying. "Speak of the devil." I said throwing my arms up in a welcoming manner. "We both know I'm not the devil in this room right now Zak." He replied as he walked towards the dead body of the demon. "How did you get here so fast? I was just about to call you." He looks at me like it's so obvious. "You're not exactly hard to miss when doing a slaying job." He got to the demon's body and procured a body bag from his pack. "Well I already did my job so I'll be on my way." I stood up and I was about to walk out of the chapel when I remembered something. The whole reason why I waited here. I walked to the left side of the woman's body and stomped down a tile. "Hey looks like you got your work cut out for you." I said as I showed him the hole that was used as a dump for the bodies. There were corpses of previous victims of the demon and judging from the numerous hair in them could only be women of the same age as the current victim. "This guys is quite a bad boy pastor huh?" I said as I look at the piles pf bodies below. "Yeah well breaking the tiles is not exactly helpful either for my job and by the way are you really carrying that thing with a plastic bag?" He pointed at the bag I was holding. "Well no one really suspects it and when they ask I just say it's a meat I bought. There are some meat houses that are open at this hour you know." I winked at him. "Well then. Just send my pay to my account. I'm going home." Then I walked towards the exit when the tanned gothic asian called out to me. "Hey Zak. Why don't you join us exorcists? We could really use someone with your skills. You're quite an expert in demon slaying." I turned around and replied with a smile. "I appreciate the offer Carlos but as you've said, I'm the devil. I don't think your organization is keen on the idea of me bagging a demon's heart after a slaying job so no thanks. Nice working with you though." And with that I walked out of the chapel and went on my way home.