The Monster’s Choice

My name is Rim and I am what people call a demonic child...In the year 750, the demon realm linked itself with the human world. After that, a huge war happened with millions of deaths, but when all hope was lost on the human side, magic appeared in our realm, giving it a huge advantage and helping them win the war a few years later. But the war never really ended, the realms are still connected, and even today some breaches in space appear, letting demons inside this world. Some disguise themselves among us, some others kill without hesitation, and there is me a demon raised by Samael, a human but also an elite killer of demons and humans...Which side will a monster’s heart choose?"In Paris... A car stopped in front of a crowd, a couple came out of it, two celebrities acclaimed by everyone as they walked on the red carpet, hand in hand as they entered the famous Opéra Garnier.They entered this quiet space in the middle of a performance, they reached the guard to go to the premium seat. The theater was full, and yet not a single person wasn’t amazed by the voices rising from the scene.The couple arrived in front of the iron door, shared a last look, they were nervous...Knock knockA strong, grave voice came out of the door. "Who is it?""Marco told us to come see you, we are the Aston family."An annoyed breath came out of the door, and then the lock clicked, the husband was smiling uncontrollably.And a young man opened the door, he was small, dressed as waiter, but the blood on his vest told a different story"You haven’t killed him yet, Rim."BAMHis eyes didn’t even have the time to react or understand what was said at that instant, but his wife did.A gun in one hand and, in the other, the loving husband’s dead hand."I was waiting to see you in person, otherwise who would have been taking care of the body?"Rim passed the man a cold look on her face."You could at least seem to be happy to see me."Rim, annoyed,"You asked me to pretend to be his wife for an entire month, Max," Rim said, pulling off her wig. "Do you have any idea how hard it is for a woman to avoid sleeping with her husband's arm?Max laughed, he even had a small tear at the edge of his eyes, seeing Rim taking off his clothes, revealing the fake breasts he had under his dress."Don’t laugh at me, next time I can, I will send you on the most horrific mission you will ever face.""As if you could, little demon; I will take care of the body, Samael is waiting on the roof, get some fresh air."Rim, while still cursing Max, climbed to the roof with one of the scaffolding near the window.Max, now alone, flashed a dark smile on his face and took the gun that Rim had placed on the table."It seems we have a few more people to kill in this place, I hope you will be more entertaining than the rest of the guard here."Rim arrived at the top. In front of him, a helicopter and a man calmly smoking a cigarette on the edge of the building... It was him.Samael, patiently waiting near the helicopter, simply raised his hand at him, as if to signal him to come closer. "How was it?"Still annoyed, and trying to remove the makeup on his face, I moved to the helicopter: "Next time Max asks me to become a woman, I promise he’ll be staring down my gun barrel""I thought it was a bet."The rest of the discussion had no words, only an intense gaze at each other, the anger against the cold temper. A silent clash of authority. But the leader, unafraid, simply took another drag from his cigarette."I want to hear all the proof you have gathered."He presented him a cigarette, and Rim sat beside him"I will, Samael."8 hours later in a bar in Washington,Samael"We are back"Max burst through the door screaming loudly and running everywhere like a child in a candy store, he even opened a bottle of wine and start sipping it. This bar our base camp, I have grown there, learn everything from reading to killing we are a family, a special one yes but still...Rim and Samael follow Max in the bar and took the stairs at the back of the counter.Rim while taking a candy from a bottle on the counter:"Max ! if i remember you have something to give Chloe so come down with us and stop drinking"We came to the door at the end of the small stairs, as i smells the sent of coffee, Chloe it was the first drink Chloe gave me when she saw me, She had that gift to be able to bring happiness every where she was. She was even the one to bring Max in the bar after seeing a child half dead on the street, and yet despite all the love she have for us, it could never be compare to the one she gave to Samael.She was the one and only person that Samael loved. The one and only person that could stop him from going on a killing spree. But today was different, no one was there to stop him, Chloe wasn't there to stop him from avenging her...Samael's cigarette fall to the floor,I will always remember that day as the first time being scared of crossing the sight of the leader.I didn't had the luxe of seeing Chloe body, but i had understood what has happened, i had understood the horror that has been made in this place when i heard his voice...A cold, deep voice. No hesitation, no anger, not a single emotion and yet my body didn't dare to move an inch.Samael putting his hand on my shoulder, whisper: “Rim… I’ll tell you where I found you. But first you will kill a man for me.”My eyes glowed as those words left his mouth. “As you wish. But remember… after this, the oath we made in this room will end.”I had always dreamed of knowing the truth the reality of what happened to me after i grab this beautiful hand. But to protect me from the mages who wanted me dead, Samael had forged a contract: freeing me, yet binding me to his soul until his wish was fulfilled. The demon’s oath now burned in me, compelling me forward.But now the one and only reason i had follow Samael is slowly disappearing, my hand shake but my face still straight I smiled, more determine than ever to grant him his wish. What happen next is 2 month of preparation gathering gun, sword, and even missile by fulfilling the promises we had made to our clients.Our day was rythme by the anger of Samael and the punch he through all day in the basement, a constant rhythm, a heartbeat shaking the wall every second.We are professional, and today, for the first time in history, professional killer with no power will use their strength to kill the one and only group that cast a shadow to them, the magic department...If chaos is an art then what i will do is a masterpiece.