"LET'S FUCKING GOOOO!!!! WOOOOOO!!!!!!!"
Knight is pulled out of a satanic symbol painted on a wall in blood, scooped up into the arms of a hunky fluffy wrath demon. Around 6'9 in height, nice.
The air is full of chatter. People are getting drunk as fuck. There are skulls being shattered outside.
...Seems like your average frat party.
"We got the bunny! We got the bunny! We got the bunny!" A chant is started among wolves.
“Heh??” Knight looks confused before slightly blushing at the hunky wrath demon.
The demon looks down at him with the smuggest grin.
"Fuckin bunny. Hell yeah."
Knight is thrown across the room and cought by another wrath demon!
"HELL YEAHHHHHH!!!!!!"
“Why am I being thrown around?” Knight asks.
"BUNNY! BUNNY! BUNNY! BUNNY!!!" Knight is ignored, being thrown around more like a goddamned hot potato. He just accepts his fate of being a hot potato for these hunky drunken wrath demons. Someone eats shit and misses the catch, sending Knight out the window and directly into a hot tub full of blood. It is turned on.
"BOOOOOOOOOO! YOU FUCKING SUUUUUCKKK!" Some wolves snarl, some wolves cackle, overall chaos on the inside. Vulture Culture by Fang Club plays from a stereo system, nearly entirely drowned out by the demons themselves. Knight gets out of the blood hot tub.
“What the hell.” He is soaked in blood. He's on the back porch of some big ass frat house in the middle of the woods. The sky is pitch black with a blood red moon high in the sky.
"Ah, damn. I knew they were gonna be rough with you, but this? Damn." A wolf lounging in a chair at the table on the porch looks to Knight. They've got huge as fuck ram horns which twirl around the remains of ears which seem to have been torn to hell ane back. Their skull-face has plenty of cracks in it. Their eye sockets seem to be shaped with exhaustion and their glowing "pupils" are red. Their arms are wrapped in bandages but otherwise they're wearing a bathrobe.
They're 7' tall and a bit... lanky looking. Muscled, yes, but lanky.
“Nice horns, who are you?” Knight asks.
"Mmn... Don't worry about it. Call me Roe. Definitely a bastardization of Rho, but it's more name-like, soooo.... No complaints...Good horns on you yourself, thanks."
“Nice to meet you Roe, I’m Knight.” He wipes some of the blood from his face, “So do they do this type of thing often?”
"Define 'this type of thing.'"
“Summon people from other places.”
"This is more of a special occasion."
“What’s the occasion then?”
"My fuckin birthday. They're doing this shit for me, but like...." Roe explains, "You see how they are. I ain't nearly as much into the whole partying thing."
“Yeah, I get it. also, happy birthday.”
They snicker, "Thanks."
“Now I’m wondering why they summoned me.”
"Hell if I know," they shrug, "I'm assuming you want out?"
“Eh Kinda, I don’t think there’s much I can do.
"Yeah. I can let you sleep in my room, I guess? Until the party dies down and all."
“That sounds good”
"Cool. Follow me." Roe gets up. He walks over to the sliding glass door next to the window Knight was fucking thrown out of and opens it up. Knight follows Roe. He walks into the chaos of the party. It's so fucking loud. Roe grabs a bottle from a nearby table and smashes it on the ground, everything goes quiet. Roe says, "Y'ALL. ATTACK THIS FUCKIN BUNNY? YOU'RE DEAD MEAT. DEAD. MEAT. Resume." The chatter and fighting and... everything resumes. He begins to walk towards a staircase, crows of people parting for him. Yikes. Knight continues to follow Roe. The stairs lead upstairs into darkness.
“It’s pretty dark, someone should turn on the lights.”
"Haha, yeah." They walk up the stairs. They go up into a dark hallway leading to a slightly open door at the end of it.
"Huh.” Knight heads towards the spooky door. Roe lets Knight go on ahead of him, slightly smirking. The door leads into a bedroom! It's messy, but neat at the same time. Fancy and expensive bedroom. Knight says, “Nice room.”
"Thanks." Roe walks in behind him and shuts the door. All noise from the party outside is muted.
“How long do you think the party will last?”
"Mmm... A while. Feel free to lay down." Bed is soft and comfy looking. Completely unsuspicious.
“Eh, I’m good with standing. I don’t want to overstay my welcome.”
"...Ffine, alright." Roe moves with inhuman speed and goes to grab Knight. He picks Knight up by the neck and slams him down onto the bed,. Immediately, chains burst out of the mattress and wrap around Knight, pinning him to the bed. "Easier than previous parties, but they NEVER fuckin lay down."
“Kinky~” Knight smirks.
"..." Roe stares down with exhausted disgust. "Terrible. You're terrible." He reaches into his bathrobes and pulls out a bloodstained bone machete.
“The hell were you hiding that?”
"Trade secret." He grins and raises the knife.
“You planning on sacrificing me wolf boy?” Knight laughs, "I killed Leviathan, I ain’t afraid of your skrunkly ass.”
"Leviathan was probably a pussy." Roe snickers. He begins to systematically stab and tear open every one of Knight's major arteries. Sand just falls out from the wounds.
“You can’t do shit to me, bitch.”
"That's.." He stops and stares at Knight. "Incredibly disappointing." He huffs. He slits Knight's wrists and gouges open his inner thighs.
“Boo fucking Hoo.” Sand still pours from the wounds before healing. He cuts Knight open, dissecting his torso, getting increasingly less surgical and precise with the cuts and stabs. The wounds heal as sand falls from them.
"You're literally irritating."
“You know it baby~” Knight tries to do a snap then finger guns.
"You're a goddamn slutty Lust rabbit, aren't you? Ugh." Roe seems genuinely disgusted. "Could've chosen something... cleaner." He goes in for a decapitation. Another scar for the collection! The wound heals back up and Knight laughs.
“Try as you might, nothing will work,” he says.
"How do I. Make you bleed." Roe begins to repeatedly stab Knight in the chest while trying to tear out his veins.
“Funny thing is, You Can’t!” The wounds heal as he continues laughing.
"Why not??"
“You ever wonder where god is?”
"No." He goes in to rip out Knight's tongue. It gets ripped out as a little bit of blood spills but gets immediately covered by sand.
“I hope you know the only reason I haven’t killed you is because I find your frustration funny.”
"You're fucking annoying. So goddamn annoying. Worst fuckin sacrifice ever." He goes in to just slam the machete through his skull. It fucking caves his skull in as part of the chains start to rust. It bleeds quite a bit. Yet that blood gets smothered by sand, "Of course it gets ruined." He tries to hack off an arm. Left. It gets chopped off as it heals right back. Some of the chains have been completely rusted and close to breaking, but Roe doesn't notice.
“Go fuck yourself,” Knight says.
"Go fuck me yourself, goddamn bloodless whore!" He goes in for another hack at a limb. The limb gets removed. The chains shatter as Knight grabs out his revolver and presses the barrel against the bottom of Roe’s chin.
“Bet.” Knight smiles. Roe tries to hack off the arm he's holding the gun with. As it gets cut off he tosses the gun over to his free hand and shoots. Roe's skullface is shattered to pieces and he falls backwards, dead. Free machete for looting, though! Knight gets off the bed and shoots Roe again, “Always Double Tap.”
He picks up the bone machete, “A Nice addition to my collection!” He puts it in his bag. He leaves the room and heads downstairs. It's a party! Nobody knows what happened. Knight walks outside and sits in one of the chairs on the porch, soon being returned home.