Cleaning Hell (TrN)

[Blaze]

Blaze walked through the door, his eyes darting around the room as he searched for a miniature army, a militant force of trained peasantry. Bodyguards. Fiends from hell. Anything. However there was nothing, nothing but walls lined with books and a desk sat against the far side of the room; a tall skinny man sitting behind the desk. As the demon walked into the room he felt the door close behind him, leaving him feeling naked in this room of pleasantries. Most certainly not what he had expected. ?Are you the head of the Vampire Demons??

?What if I am? What are you going to do about it?? Hiei was astonished
by the arrogance of this figure, to such a degree that at first he
could not respond to what he had been told. However he recovered
swiftly, responding with a growl. ?Then you will die!?

?Well
hold on, dude. Why are you here to kill me?? Blaze once again was
forced to pause as he drew closer to the man. ?Blaze felt his rage come up.
Regardless, you are dead.?

?Well if you think you can kill me.?
The man said with a calm demeanor, removing the sword from his hip. ?I
have to warn you. I?m not a plain demon. I?m a Yokai.? Blaze scoffed at him,
placing his hands on his hips as he laughed heartily at the words of
the man. ?What! What is so funny?!? I?m a demon! I?ll steal your
children in the night and cause plagues on your village! WHAT IS SO
DAMN FUNNY!? The head of the vampires declared at last as he lost his
temper.

You are. You are not a Yokai, or even a strong demon. You are filth.
You hide behind others for your doing, and spread lies about your true
prowess. You are dead.? Placing his sword on the chin of the man the
whimpering of the man came to his ears. With one quick stab the man?s
life was ended, blood rushing from the tear in his neck.

Blaze scoffed, turning around and departing.