Chapter 1

It was a barren wasteland of a city, the buildings crumbled to debris as devils roamed around, killing any human that they see and it was…boring as hell. I am delivering supplies with Feelia, my companion, to a Dome during this dangerous area and she was bored as well.

"UUUUGH!!! It takes such a long time to walk there. Why don't we just run to the settlement instead?" she said, exhaustedly.

"Well Feelia, I thought you might have enjoyed the view of the city," I said jokingly.

She chuckled, "Har Har, good one."

Feelia—my friend—is a demonic wolf from hell. Yes, I know. She is the same age as me—which is 20—and has yellow eyes with black colored fur. She is extremely energetic when it comes to fighting other devils, and cute in ways. We've known each other for about a year and it was…let's just say, eventful to teach her how to live amongst humans. We kept on walking, while Feelia was trying to convince me to run to the Dome instead.

"Feelia, we are walking because we have to save our energy, so if we ever encounter a horde of devils we can—"

"OOOOOH! If a group of devils appeared right in front of us, right now! Itwould do it for me!" she said, begging.

"Well too bad. I don't see any devils around here." Luckily for her, there were some demons feasting on some corpses in front of us, and of course, she was very excited to see the company.

"Oh, how convenient! It looks like I won't be bored anymore~" she said, happily.

"Just…" I sighed, "Just be quick about it alright, and don't waste too much time on them,"

She went on prancing happily to the devils. "Yoohoo! Hey, are you guys looking for some fun! Cause I am too."

FELARINA

Oh! This is gonna be good, 3 days of just non-stop walking with nothing to do instead of talking to Cal. It's a nice change of pace, not that I mind talking to him. Fighting some devil's can really gets the blood flowing then just talking. They noticed me and started to hissing at me, warning me to back off.

"Oh quit your hissing, I'm not here to steal that from you… I'm here to kill you."

They lunged at me, swinging their claws at me but I easily outmaneuvered them with my speed and protruded a blade from my back, piercing two of the devil's that attacked me to the ground, spilling their blood to the floor. I retracted my blade and started counting the devil's left. "Mmmmmm, alright. I counted 16 of you before and now it's just 14. How can I keep this going?" As I am trying to savor this moment for as long as possible. Cal calls me.

"Hey Feelia! Stop savoring, we need to get going!"

"Aaawwwww, but why though?"

"Supplies? To people who need it, what else?" He said sarcastically.

"Alright, alright! Calm down, I'll finish it. Party pooper," I said under my breath.

Cal is someone that I cherish A LOT. That's because he was the one I was looking for, for about 3 years. I don't want to lose him because of that. Cal is a human/demon hybrid that is about 20 years old, the same as me and is about 6 foot 7 in height, pretty tall for a human. He has black long hair with green eyes and loves his leather jackets. It's surprising to see how much he likes them, a whole closet full of them actually.

I decided to finish off the demons in one-fell-swoop by using my tentaflu. I swiped at them and swiftly killed them all. My tentaflu has some of my flesh on it with a black thick line going around it. I use it to hit people with it, nothing special about it until I add a blade to the end of them. I can protrude blades out of my back and sides and that includes my tentaflu as well but they only appear out of my back. The aftermath of the swift kills scattered blood and flesh around the place. I tried to keep the blood off of me cause I don't want to look menacing to others, blood can give you a bad rep.

I turned around and said, "Alright, it's done! Let's go to the dome and give those supplies to the people there."

As we were on our way to the dome, Cal said something that was music to my ears. "Why don't we just run there? I feel like that would be faster." He said.

I yelled in relief, "FINALLY, you listened to me. Oh! Let's play a game."

"What's the game?" he said but I feel like he knows what I'm about to say.

"A Race. The first one there. Wins."

"Bet."