The Demonc Prince
So well I thought i,d try to write some kind of a story..thingy..thingy„yeah xD so well, this is all in a beta xD I made it yesterday and today, this is Chapter 1 and the Prologue for what I call the Demon Prince
It would be awesome if anyody wanted to read it and tell me what they think of it xD
Its based on well…hmm my depression, grimness and lust O.o and a whole bunch of Demons :3 so..well Enjoy :D <3
The Demon Prince
Anders D Tandberg
Deep down Inside,
lies the shadow of the creature you hide
- Brotherhood of the Grave
Prologue: A dance of claws
My name is Max, I think. I am actually not so sure, but well go for Max. I live in a small village called Ravnaheim. My mind is darker than the grave and my pulse is beating slower and slower. I am not exactly a very “pure person” as the church would have it. I hate the church! I will see it burning one day, burning as bright as the their false sun.
and in this world
I am alone, so very alone.
And the depression is slowly drowning me in a pool of tears. But well, I try my best to hold on to that I have, because this insanity is such a deep deep corruption, just waiting for a killing blow. Well I have always been on the run, running from everything, all my problems all my of my fear.
But even the blackest flower has a sun.
Chapter 1. Walk the path of dead
It was Friday in June, a quite windy but still sunny day.
A kind of refreshing wind in the warm sun.
Max closed the door to his apartment and headed down the iron stairs. The wind blew his long brown hair in all directions. He had his “metally” jacket on, with Murderdolls written all over his back. It was Max’s favorite jacket, and he wore it mostly every time he went out in the summer months. It was full of spikes and everything.
He stared out over the lake behind the apartment, and thought of which route he would wander today. A huge debate began in his head, “should I go right towards the river, or do I go left, towards the city?” “Hmm” Max scratched his chin in this annoying thought. He finally came to the decision to throw a coin. Angel side is left and Demon side is right.
The coin flew up high, and for a moment Max felt like the time stood still. And the coin went on in slow motion down from the air. A strike of lightning quickly rode the skies as the coin went back in his hand. “well that was epic” he said to himself. The coin landed on the Demon side of the coin. “well I guess Demon is the right way to go then”.
And so on he walked the Demons path, deeply inwards the forest. A foul smell of something wicked and UN-recognizable tainted the air. “god damn, what is that terrible smell? Smells like an open grave out here” he thought, as he walked deeper and deeper in the forest. The forest finally cleared up and and sunny shores appeared. Small wrecked wooden boats lay covering the beach.
Max jumped down from the pathway and down to the beach. “man, this wasn’t here before” he said to himself. A weird confusion rose in Max’s head. “is this a dream? Or is this the real life?” “doesn’t matter, this is fun and I feel like Sherloc Holmes investigating a crime scene”. “I really should stop talking to myself”. Max’s boots sank down in the wet sand, something just really did not feel right at this beach. All of the wooden boats seemed so old, like from another age or so. Max felt so excited, it was a kind of warm and good feeling that infested his body. Suddenly he felt something metally and shiny hitting his boot.
“what in the nine hells is that?” Max’s bent down, the shiny object shone so bright he had to cover his eyes. He picked the object up in what seemed like a shaft. It felt cold, hard and Singing? A sirens song whispered in Max’s ear as he lifted the knife up. “Wow, that is cool” he said with a shocking surprised voice.
He went to sit down and study the knife on a rock, but something grabbed his right boot. “Holy shit! A Skeleton!” he tried to kick the skeleton away, but it was only holding harder and speaking ghastly dead voices. A warning perhaps? Or just a friendly hello. “A ghost convoy” he said to himself, he did not know why his tainted tongue spoke those words, but they seemed so true. “Run Max, Run for your life, Run to the hills” he spoke, “HEY! Who is using my tongue?” but he heed the Warning and Ran up to the pathway and looked for something to hide behind.
A huge moss covered rock by a big tree looked like a very good place to hide so he threw himself down behind, with the knife in his hand. A loud metal noise rose higher and higher, the sound of armored boots. Came closer and closer. Voices spoke higher and higher, in their wretched “righteous” voices. Max knew very well what was coming. Templar’s of the church, not particularly the kindest of men. A high dark voice he heard loudly “Brother Salius, Are there any witnesses?” “No Milord, I think we are clear of unclean eyes” a voice answered. “Good, Good, then lets burn down this heresy”.
“Milord is the Prophecy true?” another voice spoke. “Of course not brother Samael, this is simply the a foul joke by foul tricksters! BURN THE BOATS DOWN!” Judging by the voices, Max counted at least 13 Templar’s. He made himself as silent as the night with his fist up his mouth. “And as the dead strike ashore shall the dark lord lead them home”. “Hold Thy Tongue brother Markus! This is nothing to be feared, Our lord shall strike the heretics down with glorious light” “The peasants shalt suffer more heresy!”
with such violent voices, comes violent men. And violent men, dressed in armored cages full of hate. “Burn the whole area down, there shalt be no magic here!” the commander yelled. And in a hurry all the Templar’s ran in all directions and lit the forest on fire. Max tilted to the left to watch what was happening. “Well well well, unclean little devil, I shall lit your blood on fire” A Templar drew sword against him. “crawl for you life, little monster” the Templar said with a creepy voice. “go fuck yourself!” Max yelled while stabbing the Templar in the foot with the dagger.
“I shall SMITE THE!” the Templar screamed and stabbed Max in the shoulder. “Your pain little demon, shall be slow and painful” Max tried to back off but was cornered by the huge tree behind him. He felt his adrenaline shoot to the stars as his heart rate must have been over at least 666 heartbeats a second. The Templar raised his sword for the killing blow. Max saw his depressive grim life flicker in front of his eyes. Time went slower and Slower, until it all stopped. All the colors turned Grey, like you see in old movies without color. Max kept folding himself together as still terrified of his death.
Once again the knife sang to him. “Silence my brother, rise and met your sisters”. “My sisters? He said with tears in his eyes. “go, go go to them” Sang the knife. Over him another lightning bolt stroke the skies, he went up a hill, and saw a colored tree closing in, it had blood red leaves. He was bleeding from his shoulder, but for some reason, he did not feel any pain. He just felt a warm fuzzy feeling. Suddenly moaning broke the silence, like deep sexual moaning. “Time stopping girls?” he thought for himself.
His feet seemed to make no sound at all. It was like the only thing that was real was the red tree and the girls. He dragged the Grey and black leaves away, and went closer and closer to the moaning. “Come closer brother of chains” sang the knife. “Yes knife” Max responded. Max leaned the last branches aside and saw something amazing. Under the red tree lay two girls, both pleasing the other. One of the girls lay with her legs spread aside, as the other girl licked her. “Oh I,m sorry am I interrupting? Max said while shaking.
The girls skin were in a reddish color and and with a lovely tail from the end of their spine. The girls had no clothes on, only some weird scaly thing up their thighs. The one girl had short black hair while the other one dreaded brown hair. Their beauty was unmatched from anything his mortal eyes had ever seen before. On their back, small, bony black wings. But they were all packed tight to their backs at the moment.
“you are not human, are you?” Max said with an obvious voice. The girls rose up and smiled at him, with a big demonic grin. “Welcome brother” the black haired girl said. “we are as little human as you are going to be soon brother”. Max thought hardly on what she meant by that, and replied. “Am I dead?” the brown haired girl walked behind Max and massaged his back while softly whispering “We saved you brother mine, No one deserves to live more than you today”. Then she bit his ear with joy.
“Thank you Succubus, but what are you two going to do with me?” Max said, shaking. And once again the black haired girl said “as I said, we are as little human as you are going to be”. Max smiled back at the beautiful Succubus but then noticed something strange sticking out of his stomach. It was the singing knife, she had stabbed him. It was not a bad pain, it was a good pain trembling and riding through his whole body. He suddenly heard a thousand dead voices and with own eyes, the majestic realms of black. He felt something growing out of his skin, his spine was changing and he was becoming something, new.
Max fell to the ground and held his hand on his heart. It was beating as fast as a thunder storm. The two girls each held one of his hands, as he went through the process. As they held them, he felt no pain, everything was soft and nice. The black haired pushed him back so he fell down into the leaves and kissed him softly. Her kiss was like a breath of life, pulsing through his veins. He felt a total relaxation and he was complete and alive.
“Welcome brother Incubus” the brown haired girl said. “Oh look at those spiky teeth the black haired girl said”. “Spiky teeth, WHAT SPIKY TEETH?” Max’s voice went sky high, “What happened to me?” “Is that horns I see growing?” the brown haired said, “I don’t know, hard to tell when he got all that hair” the black haired replied.”I think we should get something else growing to because he is hot”. “Mmmh yeah I want to taste him”
Max couldn’t say he didn’t like being touched by the two girls but he was still worrying about what had happened to him. He noticed the knife which for only moment ago stood stuck inside his ribs was now gone. “What am I?” he asked curiously. The black haired girl slowly moved her hand up his right leg and smiled. “You are a brother of chains, an Incubus as we are Succubus. You are hope and defeat, you are our new born demon prince”. This had been a very very strange day for Max, but he replied with a grin “Awesome!”
he felt his unholy piece of love grow in what remained of his pants. The black haired girl licked his chin with a devilish long tongue. As she touched his skin he felt as it was burning. But he couldn’t deny that he loved it, and it made him hard. Harder than he ever had been before. Max blushed as the black haired girl sat down on his lap and warmed up his dick. She ripped of his jacket and the half ruined Murderdolls T-shirt he was wearing. The brown haired girl sat down behind him, and let him fall down with his head in her lap. He smiled with a very very happy smile as she played with his hair and his newly growing horns.
The black haired girl made his pants burst up in fire, and groped after his penis. He moaned as she rubbed his dick up and down. The black haired girl just laughed a cute demonic laugh and licked him down his stomach. The brown haired girl bent down and let her tongue taste his. An unholy french kiss, the best kissing he ever had experienced. For the first time in so many lifeless years he felt more loved than he ever had. He was not alone in the world anymore, and he knew this was just the beginning of a new life.
He felt his heart grow warmer and warmer as she had finally reached his penis, and dragged his boxer of with her teeth. Max felt the boiling urge to taste his demons and before he could even open his mouth, the black haired girl slowly moved her legs over his stomach and dipped down with her pussy on his lips. Max licked away and tasted such hellish and at the same time heavenly pussy. The brown haired girl moved aside to play with his dick as her sister was being licked.
Max felt her drip down on her as her pussy opened up in deep sexual lust. And down below the brown headed made her fingers wet and massaged him from the tip and down to his balls. He felt so warm all through his body as her fingers played with him. Once again he moaned deeply as the brown haired licked his dick. The black haired laughed and bent down to kiss him, it was a taste between a demonic pussy and demonic lips, he couldn’t quite figure out which one but he loved it.
Max brought his hands out and grabbed her breasts, Then licked the nipples. The brown haired girl could not hold herself anymore and slowly sat down on his penis. “Ahh yes” both Max and the brown haired moaned as he was inside her. The black haired girl moved aside and whispered in his ear “touch me to”, Even thou Max was being ridden by the brown haired, he made his fingers wet on his left hand and let them enter her wet pussy. The black haired girl leaned back and let his finger glide inside.
Max held with his right hand on the brown haired’s side. While going faster and faster inside her. As always it made a really high squishy noise as his penis went in and out of her. He felt the time was coming, he couldn’t hold it in anymore. A bright light flashed as he filled her up. And then, everything turned black.
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Game Of Thrones Season 3
So yeah, I just got the first and Secound Episode of Game Of Thrones, Season 3.
so I guess I,l prepare some cocoa 8D and jump right into my bed with this awesome stuff on :D <3
so well, Have a lovely evning all! you…Brilliant Human beings :D! all of you!
Hey guys :D
My name Is Anders
I am Norwegian O.o and all that stuff
Im 19 winters old :D!
I am a depressive mess of the dark gods,
but yes now Anyway! xD
Stuff I love (and going to blog about)
- Star Wars (the old republic the most of the time)
- Dr Who
- Star Trec
- Lord of the rings (And the Hobbit Obviously)
- Garlic bread
- Sci fi
- X Files
- Comics :D!
well that is some of the stuff xD so anyway <3 yeah Have a nice evning :D!…and all dat stuff