It's showtime. Come on!
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Loud music banged through the club, its speakers almost exploded with this rock-band their performance bursting through them and teenagers, not only humans dancing wildly to it. They surrounded the stage forming some sort of moshpit and going crazy within it. Pushing through the partying mob wearing a fanged mouth mask over his mouth. His black leather jacket danced after him as he jumped atop the stage and pulled the mic from the vocalists hands causing a loud whining sound to echo through the room and silence the crowd. He cleared his throat and began speaking into the microphone. "Good evening humans I have something extraordinary to tell you. There are demons amongst us. Amongst all of you!” He pointed over the crowd with one long pale finger and grinned behind his mask as he noticed how the bouncers already started to move toward him. “Even now here in this club they stand alongside you and are moving against us. This world belongs to the humans not to the devil’s minions. This was James Night have a nice evening!”
As the crowd started to laugh clearly thinking he was crazy or something and not believing a word of what he said he kicked off, launching himself into the air pulling out his guns as he started to spin. His mint green eyes watched the demons and peeling away the magical camouflage they hid behind and he realized they were both Sloth-demons. He chuckled and landed atop one filling its head with several bullets, making it wither away and filled the club with the sound of gunshots making several people scream. He could not really blame them, they just saw him shooting up another human being for no apparent reason. He pulled out his second gun and without looking he pointed it at the demon almost upon him shot its brains out all over the crowd behind it. He rose from the ground cheering cheerfully hearing people calling the authorities talking about a madman called James Night. Grinning and quite satisfied with the name he was making for himself he walked out lazily putting his guns away.
Walking toward his motorcycle he then sat upon it waiting for the cops. Normally these were demons as well and what better to do than exterminate them as well, two birds with one stone as he liked to think. He reached inside his jacket pocket plucking out a pack of smokes looking at the girls giggling and secretly glancing at him and he smiled although this was hidden behind the mask he still wore which left him to beckon them. Without hesitation they approached him. Still frantically giggling they looked at each other clearly trying to decide which one would get the prize. Then he winked and asked as gentle as he could. “Would one you girls have a light for me?” Immediately the smaller one of the two reached into her purse handing him a lighter. “Keep it.” She said sugary sweet pressing her hand against his chest hoping to make an impression.
As she walked off and he smoked he could already hear distant sirens approaching wondering which demons they would send now as he put the lighter in his pocket. Probably Ratgo demons disguised as K9'es and police officers which in truth were envy-demons. Making his engine start with a loud roar he drove toward the middle of the street only to get off and walk toward the fast approaching cop cars. He sighed a little disappointed noticing there were only two this meant only one bullet was necessary. He took aim, loosed the bullet and it entered a front wheel making the car lose control and spin which caused the second car to crash into it which made it flip over. Another well placed shot which started a fire and lead to a loud bang and destroyed the cars. Disappointed with himself for using two shots instead of one he got back onto his bike throwing the now stub of a cigarette away. The bike roared loudly but didn’t get off his place as he scanned the mob for perhaps a drinking buddy or another sort of ‘buddy’.