Shut Up And Follow Me

After a long sleep, Zayan woke up, it was daytime, and the red-blooded sun was shining in the sky. Zayan looked around to find Abban but, he was nowhere to be seen. Anny was cleaning the floor, where Abban had slept. She was sitting and brushing the blood off the ground with a wet cloth. Zayan became curious, 'What the hell is up with her? She isn't afraid of us; people die of a heart attack just by laying eyes on Abban. And she said that he stinks and now she is cleaning his room. Could it be?' He frowned and stood up instantly, he took a blade off the wall and placed it on her neck, Anny fell backward with sudden shock and fear, her eyes filled with fear of death. She started shaking to the bones. "You are a spy, aren't you?" Anny felt not only fear but, her life flashing before her eyes, 'I'm going to die, and he is going to kill me.' "What do you think you are doing?" Abban jumped in through the window, "She must be a spy, that's why she is staying quietly here, she isn't even a Soliden but she hasn't cried even once." Abban took the blade from Zayan and threw it away, Zayan walked towards Abban, "She is a spy, she must be. No one can stay so calmly with Hellborns." Abban eyed Anny, "Are you a spy?" Anny was still sitting on the ground, her whole body shaking. She couldn't answer, her ear went numb for some time. After a second or two, "No, sir, I am no spy, even if I were I wouldn't be able to get anything out of you. Because I am weak." Muttered same words her father had told her to, in case she got into a situation like this. 

"Let's go, we are going to kill Hellguard."

"How are we going to do that?" Zayan frowned, Abban sat on the window, legs hanging outside, "We first kill the strongest. The Eight is the strongest, right?" Zayan nodded. "We take him down and then seven would be easy and others would be even easier." Zayan sighed and loaded his weapons. "Like you would ever have a plan, you meathead." Abban pointed his finger towards Anny, 'You are coming with us.' Zayan chuckled; he knew Abban had some screws loose. Bringing a weak human to a fight with a Hellguard wasn't something everyone would do. "But, I--" Anny tried to mutter something but, Abban interrupted, "Shut up and do as I say." Anny didn't utter a word and followed Zayan and Abban as they jumped throw the window, she was in the room for a second but she was ordered to follow him so she ran and jumped. Falling from seventy feet, she let out a scream but then covered it as she was falling. Just when she was twenty feet from the ground, someone grabbed her hand and pulled her in from the window. Abban and Zayan both were standing in the room, "Were you trying to suicide?" Anny looked pale, maybe it was because she just jumped from a building or that Abban was still holding her hand too tightly. Abban looked at her and let go of the hand, his fingers printed on Anny's soft skin. "You said to follow you, that's why I followed you." She said with a light and shallow tone, it almost sounded innocent. Zayan started laughing out loud like the idiot he is, "She is an idiot," he laughed, "And, she is funny." Abban took the door this time; this wasn't his room for sure. But the door was open, as all doors of Hellborn's rooms were open. It is a way of them showing that they are humble servants to the Empire. Anny followed them down the street and they happened to – or Abban did it intentionally—pass by Anny's house. She looked at her house for a moment but, she just walked and didn't stop to get a good look. Anny followed them wherever they went, Abban walked all around the domain, it was big enough that even if one were to walk 40 days and night in a row, still wouldn't be able to see everything. Not that it was filled with bountiful things; beauty was another thing that Djinn Domain lacked. Even the palace of Djinn king was covered in blood, not that he didn't like a clean palace but, once in a week it rained blood from clouds. And stained everything, mostly things were red, some cleaned but others didn't bother even cleaning.

Abban stopped in front of a big wall, it was more than eighty feet tall. Anny frowned; 'they were serious about taking Eighth Hellguard down, isn't he immortal?' She thought, fear consumed her but, she wasn't shaking. But, her stomach started making weird noises, "Are you hungry? I am hungry too." A voice came from behind, she stood there and didn't turn back she knew it was the end for her. Because she knew, it was the sound of a Djinn for sure. Abban turned around and Zayan did as well. A 9-foot-tall, strange being stood there, he was made up of wood, tree branches coming from his head like two big horns. His body was covered with a shadow-like mist, his eyes and mouth giving off orange fire. He had a half nose and it was giving off fire as well. His whole body was throwing off fire sparks once in a while. "B-grade Djinn--" Zayan muttered. Even he looked a little bit afraid, "Oh, what are you doing here?" 

Djinn asked, B-grades are strong and they can speak but not properly. And they lack mind, they are idiots just like Anny. Abban walked forward, "I am Abban the Ripper. We are here to deliver this fragile-skinned human to Hellguards." His voice was hard, dead, confident, and mostly dead. He always talked like he didn't want to. It was common for Hellguards to ask Hellborns to carry their parcels. "You want to eat this girl, you hungry," He rubbed his hand to his head, "need a brain to eat, fresh memories ." All Djinn have different things that they eat to fill their bellies, skin, meat, eyeballs, brain, organs, memories, dreams, soul, etc. Abban placed his hand on his sword's handle. "I try to slay me?"