Celestia - Night Terror

[Domina]

//This story may be rather graphic...//

*Cel gets any messages she has from Fat Angus and makes her way upstairs to the second floor of the inn. It is around midnight and Cel is tired from her day at the front.

Suddenly all the lights go out from the second floor…

It is silent as there is no moon to grant its light this eve. Cel holds her arms and rubs them slightly as she begins to feel uncomfortable with the odd moment. She waves a hand over her head a the odd light forms and illuminates part of the area around her. Then it gets cold…very cold as her breathing becomes visible.

"Hello? Is…is someone there?" Cel calls out.

She hears a giggle down the barely visible hallway…

"Excuse me? Is someone here? Why is it so cold?"

The sound of a glass breaking makes her flinch. She begins ever so slowly down the hallway.
A giggle comes from behind her and she turns sharply.

"Oyy! What game is this?"

There is nothing behind her. A door creeks back from the direction she was in and she turns back that way. The shadow of the door moves as the door creaks open slowly.

"This isn't funny! Come out!" Cel rubs her arms and frowns.

A soft cold air blows between her legs and she gives a squeak to the discomfort and begins down the hallway again. Little footsteps scurry past her vision quickly into a room. She tilts her head in curiosity.

"Is that a kid?"

Cel makes her way into the room and peeks in.
There is a child balled up in a corner. She approaches and the blond haired child is pale in the skin. His black eyes are wide and staring into nothing as his knees are pulled up close. He shakes as Cel approaches.

"Sweetie, are you okay? What is happening here?"

The child keeps his distant stare and a breath of visible air slips his lips. A door creeks behind her and she turns to look.
Cel walks up to the door of the room and peeks down the hallway and another door now stands open. A step back is taken and she looks back to where the child is…or was. He is no longer there.
She feels something slip by her.

"Where did…you go?" She asks to herself softly as her breath slips out again.

Another giggle is heard down the hallway.

"This is very wrong…" Cel lets her hair down and shivers slightly as she ties the hairband on her wrist.

All the remaining doors slam open at once and Cel squeaks. Her eyes dart around the room to try and get an idea of what this is. She begins back down to the start of the hallway and the child slowly becomes visible at the end when her light slowly reveals him. When he is revealed her pace quickens to go for the child.

"We have to go. Come with me oka--wha?"

The child smiles slowly and widely and giggles softly where he stands against the wall. His skin is practically white.

"What? Are you okay?"

Suddenly the child shakes for two seconds and then looks around in horror.

"I…I want…my mommy…! I'm scared! It's so cold…"
His body shakes again and he runs off into another room.
Cel frowns as she could feel the evil in the whole room second floor. She walks into the room where the child ran and he is laying in the bed with his eyes closed. This makes her very uncomfortable…

"H..hey! We need to go! Wake up!"

His eyes burst open with a wide disturbing smile and Cel takes a step back. The child's breathing begins to quicken then suddenly his expression turns angry as he shouts…

"MY MOTHER IS RIDING A SUCCUBUS TILL HER SOUL IS RIPPED OUT FROM HER WOMANHOOD, HAHAHAHA"

Cel takes another step back and narrows her eyes. A scream down the hall makes her head turn and she looks back and with the edge of her eye she sees the child run from the room.

"Dammit! You have got to be kidding me!"
Cel shouts in annoyance and walks out the room again. Her eyes scan the hallway and a scream is heard down the end of the hallway. Cel runs to the end of the hallway and looks in the room. The child is holding something in the corner of the room…

"Come here, boy! I'm not playing any more!"

The boy turns and has red on his face with that disturbing wide eyed smile.

"What are you holding?! Give it here! NOW!"

The boy giggles and rolls something over with an odd meaty sound.
Cel picks it up and it's the head of a woman. She drops it with a squeak and looks to the boy with a mix of emotions on her face. The boy shouts out…

"MY SOUL IS BEING USED TO LINE THE ROOM WITH HATE, HAHAHAHA!"

The boy begins to approach Cel. She retreats into the hallway and as the boy leaves the room, the door slams along with all the others. Cel looks all around and back to the boy.

"What are you?!"

The boy spits as it burst out laughing then violently shakes again as the voice of a child speaks…

"Who…who are you? H-h-have you seen mommy? I…i'm scared! Plea-UUURRRAAAA!!!"

The child shakes violently and his arms explode off with a splatter of blood all over and Cel covers her mouth as her eyes widen.
The red arms of a demon show. Then his legs…

"What in the heavens!" Cel shouts out

The boy's eyes ooze out and his body cracks open as he screams through the whole room. Cel hears slamming on the door behind her at the start of the hallway as some people are trying to come in as the scream echos. The remains of the boy form a demon shaped as a man with two horns. His red breath reflects under Cel's odd floating light and he smiles.

"Why did you do this! Oh gods…this is…WHY?!"

The demon laughs and its body cracks over disgustingly until on all four limbs and begins to crawl up on he roof. Cel draws her sword and walks backwards to keep an eye on the rapid creature. It hops down and lashes a tendril out at Cel but she cuts the tendril and throws a sound blast at the demon, sending it against a door. It screams out and it crawls to the wall, then the roof, back down the other wall and dives it Cel. She squeaks and ducks as it dives over head. She turns and as the demon stands there, she see's the door knob of the entrance crack open and Dasarian irregular stands there with a question.

"Is that a damn demon?!" He shouts out.

"Close the door, man!" Cel shouts back

"Oh hell no…i'm not paid enough for this sh**!" He slams the door at Cel's request.

The demon screams as its smile is wicked and dives again at Cel. She shouts as her blade glows and makes a spin and as they collide, the demon is split in half and its two remains explode into a bloody mess.

Cel pants and all the flames in the room light back up…revealing a horror scene and leaving Cel with a great discomfort.

She leaves the room with stone eyes and sits down infront of Fat Angus' bar with splats of blood on her still. He looks wide eyed on Cel.

"…need a cleaning crew upstairs. And pour me your strongest…keep em coming…" The sight of what she saw lingers in her mind and her gaze is distant.

Angus doesn't respond immediately, but snaps at two people to go upstairs and pours Cel a tall glass of the strongest he had in the bar at the time.
Cel takes a sip and keeps her distant stare…

"Demons. T-t-that's just how it goes…"

[Ziggurath]

I like it.
The only thing I would dare to suggest changing would be to replace "succubus" with "incubus", a male daemon of the same...shall we say "trade"? Unless the choice of words was intentional, of course. This opinion is based on the IRL lore on daemons.