The beginning of the story for our lovely @obeymearmageddonau
Survivor Rulebook- Rule ## Always be aware of your surroundings
It's been two weeks since the internet went down.
Originally my family and I were traveling back up north to stay with some family up there as our state started flooding.
A few family friends were with us at the airport when the first demon came down, flung out of the sky by a figure in white.
Unlike our parents, my siblings and I didn't believe in a God, but in that moment we prayed to whatever would listen that we would survive this sudden flood of beings straight out of an action movie battling a few feet away.
We did of course. But I don't think our parents prayed for themselves.
My older sister was the first to try and run, she grabbed our shoulders and shouted as loud as she could to run
Unfortunately she could never shout very loudly.
That was the last time we saw our parents.
But right now. Right now we're panicking over being cut off from everything else. By everything else I meant everyone.
"Fuck! I can't get online dammit!" Arch, my older sister cursed, "Shit! Shit you MotherFuckers!"
My sister angrily signaled the cars behind us to stop as she drove to the side.
"Swear~ Arch swore~" Angel let out a singsong tease trying to lighten the mood after being cut off from our cousins. "Big sis we've got babies around~"
She then hopped out of the car and stretched. "But really sis you've been getting temperamental lately and well. If you're gonna act like that you should let me or Arc drive."
Oh nevermind she's scolding her. My little sisters scolding our older one, what has the world come to.
"Oh you little shit" Arch chuckled as she calmed down... Before lunging at Angel and hoisting her up.
"The only baby here is my little, tiny, itty bitty, four foot, seven inch, baaabbbyyy sister" She drew Angel into her arms and mockingly cradled her.
"Hey what? Oh was that baby's first word~"
"Oh Arc can you hear our baby sister babble! It's like she's trying to talk to us!'
"Ohhh wow! She really is! Let me hold her!"
"Nonononono! Seriously guys! Stop!"
Of course no one understood her baby babble so in a few moments an angry child was safely secured in my arms.
"Wow our little Angel is so big now! So chunky, so thicc." I held her up to the sky like a lion cub from a certain movie. "Such baby yes."
"I will commit siblingcide. Do not test me." Aw my little baby sister is just so baby. Little murder child.
In the background the few others of our group could barely hold in their laughter. A few were letting out loud, belly aching laughter at our antics.
"Wow. You guys really like to eavesdrop huh?" I comically pouted, hand raised to my chest and posing.
My little sister let out a chuckle at that, anger forgotten at the sight of me being so silly. Mission accomplished, now we can hopefully take a quick rest before moving on.
"Hey! Look at what I found!" One of the others had drifted over to some nearby trees and jumped over a fence.
"I found some longan~" They help up a small branch with some fruit hanging off.
"Longan!?" Aww my little sister looked ecstatic at the sight. She absolutely loves these fruits.
"Yep! I recognized these trees and found a whole grove of 'em!" They started moving back towards the fence.
Well they were until their throat was torn out.
"Shit! Fuck! Run run run!"
A grotesque figure grabbed the two closest and-oh. Oh god it's aiming for my little sister.
And I couldn't fucking move.
And just like the first time around my sister moved first.
And then she- Why an I so useless.
This shouldn't happen. It can't. My sister's strong. She can't die. Not like this. If she can't survive I can't.
My sister fell with a gash spread across her collar to her stomach- Oh god are those her organs!
Then that thing laughed. It laughed at her sister's dying body.
A low buzz settled in my mind as I stared at her, she was desperately trying to tell us to run, blood gushed out of her mouth with everything movement.
I thought we weren't going to run into these thing again. I thought we were going to be safe.
"Damn am I happy to be under Lord Belphegors command. The other lords would've never let us out to hunt like this."
It looked at me now. It's gaze flickering between the three of us.
"Humans always look so damn similar it's hard to tell you apart... But the three of you are related right? Same hair, same eyes and the way that one's all whimpering and calling out for her brother and sister, you're related right?"
"I-" It's looking at me now. Maybe if I distract him Angel can run away?
"Y-yes we are, s-she's my, m-my older. My older and my," I glanced toward Angel, "younger sister." I took a step back. It took a step towards me.
"Ah ah ah, don't start trying to run away. You humans can't run away from a demon. So small and fleshy." It suddenly appeared in front of me, grabbing my arms.
"Wait!" I gasped out. It's grip was tight on my shoulders, staining my sister's blood into my clothes. I didn't move an inch. I hope Angel can run away now.
"Now that I think about it you humans are so warm, and it's so so cold down in hell." It's grip tightened even further. I'm not sure if I even still have arms at this point. It's too numb there.
"Do you humans want to live longer?"
I took in a stuttering breath. "Of- of course."
"Then all you need to do is stay quiet."
It forced my jaw open and grabbed my tongue.
"I love the idea of sneaking a human down there. Right past those fallen angels noses! And with how warm you are you'll stave away the cold!"
It harshly grabbed me, pulling my tongue out even further. Is. Is it going to rip my. Is it going to rip my tongue out?... My vision grew blurry at the thought and my mind went blank... Or maybe it's my tears and the shock of my sister being. Being. Oh.
I... Don't think she's moving.
This... Thing killed her.
Is Angel gone yet? I hope she is. I don't want her to see me die after I try killing this motherfucker.
Oh the thing is still saying stuff. I'm not listening though. My mind just felt so wonderfully clear and I could just imagine killing this thing. I wonder what this mindset is called?
I studied psychology before all this shit hit the fan. I can't remember it anyway so I'll just...hmm?
"A pair of twins would've looked better but I'll take what I can get."
"And your flesh would make a great snack while I'm at it"
Ah. I get it now, somehow due to the events happening in such a quick succession I've gone completely numb to everything.
"And the two of you would look so..."
I tried to stop listening. Can I just attack it now? My mouth is already open and humans have enough strength in their jaw to bite through bone. I won't need my tongue later right?
It keeps talking and I can't tell if Angel left yet. My eyes don't really want to work right now...
My ears though. They won't stop listening and I don't like what they're hearing.
At this point I think I'd rather it wear my flesh as a suit than what I think it's going to do
I hope it's a flesh suit instead. Maybe my back would burn it instead.
It let go of my tongue. It felt... surprised. It felt scared.
A blur shot towards us, barely visible claws ripping through the air towards the back of the demon's neck.
The demon let go of me in favor of turning to face the new demon.
The new demon that tore out that things throat before brutally slamming it into the ground, the manic bundle of glee and pure wrath beating it over and over as it disappeared from sight and my mind felt even clearer somehow.
Though I don't think my body felt the same way.
The road doesn't taste very good.
Is it supposed to taste like blood?
(First time writing like this. I hope it isn't too confusing to follow.)