Xine was watching CNN news on the plasma screen television in the lobby. The New York Museum. A professor named Joachim Ackerman. Something about a stolen necklace from Brazil.

Xinefra'av Nightslayer didn't believe in coincidences.

He excused himself from the lobby and stepped outside, well out of earshot from any police. He flipped open his cellphone and began dialing a number. The line rang twice before the other side picked up.

"Hey, Craig. I'm busy right now, so make it quick."

"Nice talking to you too, Michelle. This will only take a minute."

Sergeant Michelle Johansen was a well reputed officer working for the NYC Police. She was also one of Xine's most useful sources of information.

"You were supervising the museum investigation. I want the latest updates on the one called Ackerman."

"Give me a moment to pull up the database. Here, got it."

Xine listened intently as Johansen offered a sketchy description of the alleged criminal. Surveillance cameras not only destroyed, but burned. One victim at the scene with a completely twisted neck. Supposedly the man had jumped out a high window and survived the fall.

"Anything else? Or do you want me to enlist you into the police for added bonus?"

"I'm good where I am, thanks," Xine replied dryly. His questions answered for now, he went back into the lobby. One man he knew of matched the description and the possible motive. A shadowy figure, one who Xine had watched for years but had never succeeded at drawing any concrete conclusions about. He'd long ago suspected some connection with Lucifer, though he couldn't be certain. Through his covert network of agents and allies, he'd discovered a single solid fact:

His name was Razakel. Alias: Erwin.

Perhaps it was high time to pay this Erwin a visit. For now...

Glaring at the secretary for no particular reason, Xine began pacing the lobby. If Celesta didn't call him up within the next ten minutes, he'd decide to just walk out the door. A decidedly perilous decision, as Celesta was a powerful employer and a dangerous enemy, but today Xine decided that he simply didn't care.

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Erik was looking up Erwin on the phone book in the deserted lobby, when his phone rang. What could it be?he thought as he picked up. "yes, Samuel, what do you want?" he asked.
"To tell you this," Samuel said anxiously. "What ever you do, don't go against that demon."
Erik could have laughed right then. "Sir," he said. "I'm trying to do my job. I've fought demons before. What could be so scary about this one?"
"The fact that necklace he is holding is the holder of Anusir, Lucifer's son."
"And here I was, thinking Mammon was his son. God, how many sons does Lu have?"
"As many as those that reside in Pregatory, the Underworld, Hel, and other demonic places. Listen, there is something else I need to tell you. Anusir has awakened. The murders in that forest in Canada, they were found with a golden caskets marked with Latin writing. I'm reading the inscription now. But this is more pressing. Neither Erwin nor Anusir is your ordiniary demon from the Underworld. Both of them are at least as strong as Lucifer. If you must slay them, then proceed with caution."
"Another thing, could you tell me where does Erwin live? I'm looking at the phone book and found nothing."
"I'll give you the address now."
About time, Erik thought as Samuel told him the address.
"Thanks, Samuel." He closed his phone and was about to exit the lobby when he was attacked by a demon.

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I was cured all right.

Finally... you have aqquired the medallion holding Anusir... but you must continued with caution Razakel, they are after you and I can show them to you for I have been watching....

Said a hollow voice as Razakel was on his knee`s on the floor holding his hand together and his dagger between them, all tough eyes closed Razakel saw four faces and knew whom they all were, the darkness of his eyelids turned in a whirling white and burning vision. One was a hunter from the eradicators named John Erivioan, then others were demons or at least half demons. Xine, a haldf demon whom the two more powerful allies used as their tool, Noliskah whom had ben around longer and then Anusir himself. His foes were truly powerful yet everytime Razakel succeeded he became less human and more demon for his transformation was not yet full nor his true power in his grasp.

Suddenly the sight disappeared and he felt as, if he was pulled into somewhere yet filled at the same time. His body fell limb to the floor and began strangling for a while, he layed on the floor quietly watching to the roof before starting to pack his items to run.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

(Wait is this just a Judeo-Christian theology or are we incorporating other religions? Because so far it seems as we are doing Judeo-Christian stuff)
Erik grabbed his submachine gun and fired at the snarling demon. The demon evaded most of the bullets but at least three got him in the leg. He ran towards Erik, causing both of them to fall through the door. This time Erik had a tighter grip of his gun and shot the demon in the chest as soon as he got onto his feet. The demons howled and tried a futile attempt to attack Erik but Erik grabbed him by the neck and pressed a small metallic crufix with his tumb on the demon's head, burning it. Erik asked, "Whom do you serve?"
After a minute, in which the demon apparently refused to say, Erik pressed the crufix harder. After howling in pain, the demon muttered Noliskah before bursting into a holy fire, caused from the prolong contact with an artifact blessed by God.

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I was cured all right.

(I think to keep it simple just keep it christian related theology)


He stopped looking at her walk away, shaking his head.
"She shows her power... I like her." He smiled and walked after.
They walked down the coridor and Nolishkah stopped outside a door, opening it and letting the Demon Prince walk inside. Again it was lavish, a very big room with many luxuiories. He aproved of it and looked around as she watched.
"This is acceptable."

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

[!*#_:]

"I should think so. This is the second best room in the whole penthouse. I keep it for very special guests." she replied with a smirk. Walking into the room she turned to face him "There should be everything you need here, however if there's something I can do for you. My room is one room down."
She walked past him and stood in the doorway "Oh and remember, don't forget to knock first"

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He narrowed his eyes at her.
"As you wish."
He watched her leave and closed the door behind her. He walked over to the balcony of the room, opening a glass door and stepping outside, feeling a cool breze blow. His hair flowed around him as he looked down on the earth.
"Death will come soon you insects."
His hands clenched and exploded with fire.

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

[!*#_:]

Celesta walked down the hallway back towards her office. She shook her head at the broken door.
Walking over to her desk, she buzzed through to her secretary.
"Has Xine arrived yet? I am ready to see him now."

"Yes mistress, he is here" she said her voice shaking slightly. "He seems most beside himself he had to wait."

"Then send him up." she demanded.

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Erik called Samuel again. "Samuel, I know you hate it when I call you for information but do you know who is this Noliskah?" asked Erik.
Samuel sighed and said, "I feared as much. Noliskah is one of the most powerful demon from the Underworld. She is one of the demonic leaders in America. Coincendatally she is in New York."
"Wait does that mean she has the necklace?" Erik asked anxiously.
"It could. It could also mean that she and Anusir are allies. Don't tell you are doing what I think you are doing?"
Erik had to smile. "And what am I doing? Well, going to do?"
"You're going to enter Noliskah's lair, have a giant shooting spree, and try confronting Noliskah."
"Why not? I'm getting rid of two demons, possibly three, and a cursed artifact."
"Three, where did you get three?"
"Noliskah, Anusir, and Erwin."
"Ok, Erik, you have fallen off your tree. You are going against two powerful demons and Anusir, himself."
"Hey, as long as absolution is assured for me, I don't mind doing things like this."
"And I guess you want me to tell you where it is."
"Yes."
Samuel told him and after a pause, he said, "May God protect you." And he hung up.
Erik began checking his equipment. He had brought another submachine gun from the base before he left so that could aid him greatly. After seeing everything loaded well, he went for his rented car and drove towards the building.

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I was cured all right.

It was time to return home all tough he had at first planned on staying in new york yet these new foes disturbed such plans and would be after him before he could deliver the medallion to his master. Erwin had packed his bags and walked out of his appartment locking it, he sighed and walked down the stairs. He quickly left the bags suitcases in the backseat before sitting into the front seat himself, the police didn`t have the murderers true face nor identity thus he was free to travel. He pushed the pedal and drove off towards the airport to make his escape.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

"Master Xine," the secretary ventured. "The mistress will see you now."

Xine grunted as elevator doors slid open. Stepping inside, he felt the slight dropping sensation when the elevator moved upwards. Shortly after, the doors slid open again.

"Greetings, Lady Celesta," he deadpanned, outwardly composed.

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Celesta looked up to see Xine at the broken doorway. She ushered him in with a gesture of her hand.
"Ignore the wreckage and take a seat. We must discuss something of great importance to me"

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Stepping over the shattered pieces of the door as if they didn't exist, Xine sat down. He waited for his hostess to speak first.

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"I'll dispense with the pleasantries Xine and get straight to the point. Something I wanted to obtain has gone missing from the New York Museum. The Darrod fools failed, you are the only one I believe can do this job and do it properly"
She stood up from behind her desk and moved to the front of it, leaning on the edge "I will pay you half your usual fee into your account, you get the remaining half when the job is complete to my satisfaction. Any questions?"

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Xine could hardly contain his surprise. His mind raced. What was it about this necklace that everyone found so valuable? And why would Celesta, possibly one of the most influential figures in NYC, even want it?

And then he remembered something he had seen on CNN, something he hadn't thought to pay attention to then. An enigmatic casket.

"'Something,'" Xine mused. "That's hardly informative."

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(darn wrong thread sorry)

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!