Teaser for Tutu (Malicious Gods: Egypt) BL Maxwell
The demon was close; he thought he could hide from me, but
none of them could. My tattoos burned as they awakened to alert me of the foul
creature. I walked behind a warehouse on the edge of the small city and
followed his trail as if it were illuminated. The sound of a struggle put me in
motion before I even had time to think about it.
“Stop, what are you doing?”
“You’re about to find out.”
The odd voice gurgled a wet sound on every word, and I knew
without seeing his face I’d found the demon I had been tracking. A shout of
horror followed by a tearing sound told me I might be too late. I hurried
around a corner in time to see a human torn in two. Both halves disregarded as
though they were nothing more than an old wadded-up newspaper.
“I’ve been waiting for you, demon hunter.”
The sound of his voice—all wet and disgusting—brought my
senses alive. He still hadn’t faced me, instead remained hunched over one of
the body parts, not moving. I tried to guess which demon he was, but sometimes
it didn’t matter. I knew by the smell and size of him he was a water demon, but
I wasn’t sure which one yet. I really hoped he wasn’t one of the nastier ones.
He rose up, his skin stretching and tearing to reveal his
true form as he moved.
“Utopiec, you made a mistake coming to ground so near where
I was.” I slid my blade from its sheath but kept it concealed behind my back.
The creature turned to face me, his dark, slick skin
glinting in the streetlights, and his rows of pointed teeth on full display.
“Tutu, how many centuries has it been?” The sound of his
voice reminded me of water spilling down a drain.
“Do not speak my name, demon.” I drew my blade and made sure
he saw it. His smile dimmed, no doubt feeling the power emanating from it.
“You have no right to be here, we were given free roam
here.”
“By who? Surely the humans would not allow such an abhorrence.”
His eyes darted around as he realized leaving this street
wasn’t an option. “There is no escape. Now, you have a choice: return to the
depths of darkness on your own, or I’ll help you along.” I stepped closer, and
he retreated a few steps.
A car passing at the end of the street drew my attention for
a split second, and that was all he needed. Dropping down, he slithered on his
stomach toward a sewer grate. As I ran with knife drawn, a door to one of the
warehouses slid open. A man stepped out and seeing the demon, he yelled and
tried to scramble back inside.
Utopiec changed course and ran for the man. His eyes were
wide in shock as he hurried to slide the door shut, but just before it was
completely closed, the creature forced his way in, and with a slash of his
claws, he’d killed another.
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