Chapter 2

He heard yelling from behind, followed up by sounds of shots... in his direction!

Frantically he kept running back trying his best to remember what path he took to end up here. Every now and again, he had to turn back when he realised he went off into the wrong direction. Luckily, the sound of shots stopped as he reached close to home.

A lot of blood was spilled from the evil being's limp body. What was more unnerving however is that the pressure from the aura seemed to fade.

'She isn't going to die now, is she!?'

He rushed to his door and tried to open the lock with his keys while carefully balancing the limp body to not fall. After trying for a minute, he finally got it inside the lockand opened the door. He laid her on the couch and immediately got the medkit he had in his bathroom. He almost tripped on the way back, but managed to maintain his balance.

The bleeding girl's eyes looked unfocused. Her lips were opening and shutting down as if to say something, but no sound came out. As quick as he could he pulled away his blood soaked jacket and wrapped the wound with a bandage.

The wound was simply a gaping hole in her stomach area, he could imagine were it any deeper all her guts would've spilled out by now. Hastily he wrapped her up while coating the bandage with disinfectant. Some wounds he tried to stitch but he couldn't even get the needle through the pin with how shaky his hands were. It was an extremely poor way to treat someone so critically injured.

Still, it seemed to work when she, if only barely, maintained consciousness throughout, even managing to squeeze a few words out of her throat.

"It... hurts..."

She grabbed his hand with a lot of force, making it feel to him as if his bones were being crushed. Unsure what to do, he stroked her hair to try and calm her down.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck. First day I go out and I get this."

Is this one of god's omniscients pranks? Having a demon die inside his house to show him the futulity of fighting back? What a fucking piece of shit asshole.

He could barely calm himself down at this point. Only being able to because something caught him off guard.

The demon pulled his arm to her and forced him into hugging her.

"Stay..."

The demon quivered in fear, hurt heavily from her encounter with the inquisition. She needed someone to be there. And so he had no choice but to accept, as she wouldn't let go of him. Like that, their bodies were pressed tightly against each other.

He knew he couldn't stay like this. The inquisition would sooner or later knock on his door, when the time comes, the last thing he should do is be in this defenseless situation.

But as he struggled to get away, her aura only got stronger, eventually overwhelming his will to leave. Even as he knew he could face death, he didn't have the willpower to withstand it. The young wounded girl hugged him tightly as he laid paralysed.

Soon enough, a voice would be heard at the door.

"Mr. Kashima, you are ordered to allow us to enter."

At these words the demon's aura grew even more, and a faint flash could barely be seen crossing her eyes...