Iit was almost completely pitch-black outside, they couldn’t even see the street lights. But after quite a while they still did not see anyone coming. And while staring out the window, Kane asked: “So… when you say you’re a cultivator. What does that mean? Do you ... grow stuff now? Are you a gardener?”
“None of those. ” Caroline stared into the darkness outside, her pupils flickering in orange and red light: “Think about this, Alex has a magical aunt.”
“When we’re done with whatever this is, you must show us what you meant.” Kane chuckled: “‘Cause I don’t see anything different.”
“Well, you’re gonna find out, because the cult thing? They might be onto something. Try the phone again?” Caroline circled back to the kitchen to check on the situation at the back of the house.
“No, still no signal.” Kane frustratedly banged his cell phone on a table: “What the hell?!”
“There’s no signal here. Even if you tried your hardest.” a strange voice came from the staircase.
“Who the fuck are you?! Get out of here!” Kane’s back was facing toward the staircase, so he immediately turned back and pointed his shotgun at the source of the voice - a woman wearing a female demon facemask, a grey trench coat and a giant knife in her hand.
“Kane and Caroline Baker. You’ve been visited by Los Diablos.” the woman in mask said in a sultry and slightly seductive voice. Right at this moment, several people started bashing the doors and windows of the house and tried to get in, just when Kane turned to face the front door, the woman wearing a female demon facemask leapt towards the back of Kane.
But her leap did not land where she wanted to, a flaming wooden tomahawk thrown from her side hit her midair on the shoulder. A loud thumping sound emerged from the collision, the wooden tomahawk bounced back in the air spinning, and the woman was knocked to the side and hit the wall, then fell down to the corner.
“Bang!” a man with a male demon mask bashed through the upper part of the front door, and Kane opened fire on him, the man’s mask was shattered into pieces of plastic and a small piece of his forehead was blown off by the pellets, black blood with a disgusting green shine gushed out of the head wound as the man fell backwards.
“What is this?! What is this!?” the woman hit by Caroline’s tomahawk struggled on the ground as the fire on her shoulder spread to her entire upper body; black smoke was coming out some parts of her body and from under the mask, and as the smoke rose it started to form a shape of something with a head and two arms.
Kane saw this as he turned around to check on the screaming woman on the ground, and as he looked in awe and shock, Caroline jumped across the room, catching and wielding the bounced back wooden tomahawk, and unleashed a powerful slash onto the shadowy figure being formed from the black smoke.
A deafening scream rocked the whole house as Caroline’s wooden tomahawk completely cut through the figure formed by black smoke, and the flames on the tomahawk burned through the black smoke in midair.
The woman stopped screaming and struggling as the black smoke dissipated, black and dark green goo oozed from her body and from under the mask. But on the other side, the man with a small part of his forehead blown off rose up and attempted to break into the house again.
“What the hell is this...” Kane looked at the man he just shot in horror, as the man seemed somewhat unfazed by this wound that would immediately kill any normal human being. But as he tried to reach inside of the room, his forearms got in contact with the Demon Suppression Sigil and was knocked by by a sudden explosion and caught on fire.
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“Yeah, you really need to tell me more about this cult gang.” Caroline stared at the direction of the backdoor - from the sound coming from that direction, it seemed like someone already broke in.
“I already told you everything I know. You know I don’t get involved too much with gang business. I just know they are bad news. And they do some hard core cult shit. ” Kane looked at Caroline and asked: “Alex’s is safe upstairs?”
“He is, but we need to either hold our ground here or find a chance to leave.” Caroline’s tomahawk started lighting up in orange fire.
“Come here and die! Caroline!” a familiar and deranged laugh came from whoever broke in through the backdoor.
“What the fuck … Simon?” Caroline frowned as she looked towards that direction and with her tomahawk ready in battle position.
“Caroline, Caroline, Caroline.” a shirtless bald man with tattoos on both of his arms, a demon mask pushed up to his forehead, and one sinister looking symbol carved on his chest came out from the shadows, with two masked men behind him: “Long time no see. You’ve grown prettier, and taller.”
“And you are still a creep.” Caroline twirled the tomahawk in her hand: “Get the fuck outta this house with your creep friends, now!”
“No can do.” Simon laughed, revealing his shiny and colorful grills on his teeth, while pointing at the symbol on his chest : “You see, I want to be in this family and start getting into their business...”
“Bang bang bang!” before Simon could even finish, Caroline already shot him in the chest three times with her handgun.
Simon flinched and took a few steps backwards, but he was able to regain his stance - the mushroomed bullets dropped to the ground one by one with black and green blood on them.
“Well well well, princess, looks like the family likes me.” Simon took a look at the three skin deep bullet wounds on his chest and smiled with a mouthful of black and green blood: “And guess what, they will probably like you on a stick!”
Just at this moment, Alex’s scream came from upstairs.
“Alex!” Kane immediately rushed to the staircase and upstairs the two men wanted to follow, but Caroline stepped in front of them.
“You snot-blooded freaks need to go past me.” Caroline did not give either of the men a chance to respond, she just emptied the rest of his magazine on them. And this time, the bullets were not simply lead hollow points - they were also infused with Caroline’s Xuanli.
This time, the bullets pierced their skin and dug into their body, and unlike Simon, they were heavily impacted by the shots and eventually fell down on the backs near the chairs in the kitchen.