Adrian crawled through the snowy forest leaving a trail of blood behind. He was holding his own intestines with his hands.
The only thing in his mind was rage and sorrow, he remembered what had just happened to him.
He just came back from extra classes, something he was used to when he saw the light were off in his house.
That was strange, his mother never went to bed until she was certain he was home. He took out a knife he carried on his back and ran inside.
What he saw made him freeze, three people, no three demons standing over the bleeding corpse of his mother and carrying his unconscious sister.
He roared like a mas beast, adrenaline flooded his veins and before he knew it he had shoved his knife through the heart of one then.
The demon looked like a walking corpse with maggots all over holes on it body, it was a terrifying figure.
However none of that mattered, the only thing on his mind was to kill it. The other two did not try to help.
One of them, a female demon with the head of a bird looked amused while the one of ash and fire who looked like a leader remained indifferent.
The corpse demon roared with rage, smoke came out of the stab wound. " Cursed silver." He growled.
Before Adrian could react he found himself flying through the front door. The demon had sent him flying away with a single swing of it hand.
His intestines fell out and he grabbed them and stood up. " Kill him." He faintly heard the voice of the ash demon.
Then he and the female disappeared in a cyclone of ash and fire. " NOOOOOOOO." Adrian roared.
The corpse demon grinned revealing it rotted teeth. He gritted his teeth and ran, he was angry but still rational.
He couldn't understand anything that was happening, it partly still felt like a dream to him.
However he also had a feeling if he fought he would die, the strength he had when he first attacked was gone.
He couldn't summon it back anymore. His house was deep in the mountains surrounded by trees.
He ran into the forest dragging his bleeding body through the snow. That was hours ago and yet he was still alive.
The twisted demon refused to kill him and the blood loss was refusing to do it job, he turned back and saw the demon smiling at him.
It was torturing him, he was sure of that now, that thing was toying with him. He had heard tales of the sadistic nature of demons but the stories were nothing compared to the real thing.
No matter how far he ran, it was always there, not too close nor too far, the distance never grew nor shrunk.
It was the most terrifying experience in his life. Occasionally he would lean on a tree and it would rot and turn into maggots.
Forcing him to continue running, everytime he could hear the sadistic laugh behind him, " Run little rat run." The demon would whisper.
Adrian didn't know what he was still running but he just refused to die, he couldn't afford to.
And so he ran, the forest grew darker and the trees larger and closer. He was in the deepest part of the forest now.
His parents always told him no never venture out here, ever. Until the day he died his father kept instilling that onto him, " Men devouring wolves roamed those parts he would say."
So when he got here he stopped, the fear of the demon compared to the fear instilled by the warnings of his parents.
" What's wrong little rat, afraid of the dark are you? Why don't you come to me, I'll keep you real safe."
He gritted his teeth, he was stuck between a rock and a hard place but the decision was not too hard, between wolves and a demon, the choice was not hard to make.
Adrian dragged his body deeper into the dark forest, he did not walk far before he heard the howling of wolves.
He could hear the demon behind him so he ignored the wolves and ran even deeper however he did not get far.
He saw a skinny wolf Infront of him, knowing how wolves were he looked around for it pack and saw nothing.
Then he noticed the drool and savagery in it eyes, " Rabies." He almost cursed out loud, the wolf must've drawn by the scent of his blood.
He grabbed the knife with his right hand and his intestines with his left. He could barely stand straight.
The wolf pounced, in his weakened state Adrian barely had the strength to fight it off, it was also weakened but stronger than he was.
He was certain he was going to die, he stabbed the wolf with the silver knife but the ferocious thing did not even wince.
It but his arm and dragged him through the snow, he let got of intestines letting them fall to the ground.
While struggling he felt overwhelming strength returning to him like he has just received the biggest doze of adrenaline.
He stabbed the knife through the wolf's head piercing it brain. It cried once then died but it did not matter.
He was going to be dead soon too, ' I'm sorry mom, Adrianna, I can't avenge you. Dad, I failed to protect them.'
He thought as tears fell down his eyes, " The moon is pretty tonight." then he closed his eyes and his heart stopped beating.
Unbeknownst to him, something was happening inside him. When he stabbed the demon the knife came back with it blood.
Then that blood was bathed under the moonlight, he used it to stab the wolf and when he did.
The demon blood and cursed silver particles mixed with wolf blood and rabies creating something new.
When the wolf bit him, that was transmitted to him. His human blood created a whole different compound.
The moonlight combined with demon blood made that compound magical in nature. Boom, his heart started beating again.
Adrian opened his eyes and gasped for air.