When the world awakens to darkness, only those who've already bled can rise into the light.
Three months had passed since Malekta fell.
But the war was far from over.
Venessa, Jason, and Alexander had relocated to Los Angeles, hiding in an old warehouse at the city's edge — abandoned, rusted, and perfect for training.
Inside, it echoed with the clash of blades, the pulse of bloodlight, and the quiet grunts of warriors pushing past their limits.
Venessa had begun mastering her blood-based abilities, her visions sharper, her control deadlier —
While Jason and Alexander discovered new fragments of divine power waking inside them:
Jason moved like wind inside shadows, unlocking stealth and precision…
Alexander struck like lightning wrapped in fury, learning to harness brute force with terrifying accuracy.
They weren't just survivors anymore.
They were becoming weapons.
Their lead on Annie had brought them here —
To this city where angels fell from memory, and demons walked like men.
But she remained hidden.
So, while they searched, Jason and Alexander took small supernatural hunting jobs — tracking rogue entities, haunted souls, and minor demons — just enough to stay busy, to keep the rust off their blades.
Meanwhile, Venessa obsessed over the boy who had called her "mom."
The name echoed in her mind.
And no matter how many times she meditated, she could still hear his voice whispering to her soul.
Then one evening…
They were lounging in the warehouse.
Exhausted. Sweaty. Hungry.
Jason, half-bored, turned on the dusty flat-screen mounted on a crate.
The news blared across the screen — and what they saw made their hearts stop.
Hunters. Everywhere.
Men and women calling themselves "Demon Slayers."
Armed with tech, gear, and something more — powers.
Some could teleport.
Some could throw buildings.
Some moved like shadows from nightmares.
The world had learned that demons were real.
And now it was responding… violently.
A new organization had formed — well-funded, global, militarized.
But what struck deeper than all of that…
Was how powerful these "hunters" were becoming.
ALEXANDER (frowning):
"Something's off.
I thought we were the only ones blessed by Heaven."
But before Jason or Venessa could respond, Venessa gasped—
Her eyes rolled back.
A vision struck her like lightning through her spine.
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🕯️ VISION — THE RETURN OF GEDEON
She was somewhere else now.
Standing before a glowing field.
And in it… Gedeon.
She ran to him — but her arms passed through him like mist.
GEDEON (smiling sadly):
"I wish I could hold you right now…
But I came with a message."
GEDEON (stern):
"The organization you just saw — it's not from God.
Some of the hunters were born with gifts.
But some… were made in the demon realm."
VENESSA (alarmed):
"Wait—when? Are they planning to attack again?"
But before he could answer—
He vanished.
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She snapped out of the vision and clutched her chest.
JASON:
"What did you see?"
VENESSA:
"Gedeon.
He's alive."
Alexander's face lit up — hope, for the first time in weeks.
VENESSA:
"He came with a message.
He said this organization isn't of God.
We can't trust anyone.
And a new war is coming."
Alexander's hands tightened around his axes.
ALEXANDER:
"Another war…
One of the Five Demon Lords must be preparing to strike."
JASON:
"Well, this time…
We're not running.
We're ready."
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🧿 MEANWHILE — THE LOST SISTER
Annie — the one they'd been searching for —
Was already here in Los Angeles.
Living in a luxury penthouse towering above the city.
When she had woken from her coma in the hospital, something had awakened with her.
Not memories.
But power.
The power of Luck.
Whatever she said to anyone — they did.
Without question. Without fail.
It made her dangerous.
And unstoppable.
She avoided cameras. Kept low.
Until a leaked photo exposed her location.
When Venessa saw it — she didn't hesitate.
She grabbed her coat, armed herself, and headed straight to Annie's hotel.
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👁️ VENESSA VS. ANNIE
She entered the penthouse.
Guards moved to stop her.
She dropped them with blood-forged pressure strikes.
Silent. Swift. No hesitation.
Inside, the place pulsed with music.
A massive party was underway.
She moved through the crowd, asking — until a girl pointed her toward the VIP section.
There, she stepped into the room—
And both she and Annie suddenly screamed in pain, dropping to the floor.
Their heads throbbed. Visions clashed. Energy collided.
Then—
Venessa woke.
On a yacht.
A voice, soft and sweet, called from behind.
ANNIE (smiling):
"You're on my yacht."
Venessa turned, heart pounding.
VENESSA:
"Annie…"
ANNIE:
"How do you know my name?
How did you overpower my guards?"
VENESSA (softly):
"I'll explain everything.
I'm just glad you're alive."
They went inside.
Venessa told her everything.
But Annie didn't believe it.
She thought Venessa was insane.
And then — she tried to use her powers.
ANNIE (commanding):
"You'll forget everything about me.
You'll leave. And never come back."
Venessa raised an eyebrow.
VENESSA:
"…Wait. Are you trying to control me?
You have powers?"
Annie froze.
Afraid.
She yelled for her guards.
ANNIE:
"Get rid of her."
Venessa braced as the guards raised their weapons.
Gunfire erupted.
She summoned a blood shield, leapt off the yacht, summoned blood-wings —
and flew.
But she could only fly for two minutes.
No land in sight.
She clenched her fists.
VENESSA (gritting teeth):
"This is it.
I'll surpass my limit… now."
And Annie, watching from above, whispered:
ANNIE (softly):
"…Was she telling the truth?"
⚔️ BACK AT THE FACTORY — JASON VS. DAMON
Jason tracked the demon's trail to a decaying factory on the city's edge.
He stepped inside.
Still. Dark. Heavy.
Then — a voice.
DEMON (in the shadows):
"I like to play with my prey."
JASON (smiling):
"You afraid to face me?"
DEMON:
"I won't kill you.
My father needs you alive.
But he didn't say I couldn't have fun."
JASON (grinning):
"Then bring it.
Let's see if your daddy taught you how to bleed."
The demon lunged —
Speed insane.
Blades clashed.
The explosion rocked the entire building.
When the smoke cleared, Jason saw him.
Young.
Human-shaped.
Red eyes. Floating red hair.
But Jason sensed something strange.
He didn't feel fully demonic.
JASON:
"You're not full demon."
DEMON (grinning):
"My mother was human.
My father…
One of the Six Demon Lords."
The fight exploded.
Four hours.
Steel and fury.
Then—
The demon drank from a vial.
Everything changed.
Jason knew if he didn't end it now, he might die.
He grabbed his second sword.
Unleashed everything.
Cut the demon — not deep, but deep enough to leave a scar.
JASON:
"What's your name?"
DEMON:
"Damon.
And I'll return.
My father will have you and your brother."
He vanished through a portal.
Jason called Venessa and Alexander.
No answer.
He rushed back to the motel.
Found Venessa — unconscious.
He treated her.
She woke. Explained.
ANNIE is coming.
They had one chance to reach her.
Then Jason's phone rang.
JASON:
"Hello?"
ALEXANDER (calm):
"I'm in London."
JASON:
"What? Why?"
ALEXANDER:
"I followed the demon. I'm at his lair."
JASON:
"Wait! One more thing—"
Call cut.
💀 LONDON — FIVE GENERALS
Alexander arrived.
And what he saw turned his blood cold.
Five demon generals. Together.
He couldn't do this alone.
So he reached deep.
Grabbed his axes.
They pulsed with holy power.
His veins glowed red-gold.
Then — a massive explosion behind him.
A firestorm tore through the
ground.
He stood, clothes burned, face bloodied.
Then…
A man walked out.
Smiling.
KOL:
"You survived that?"
ALEXANDER:
"…Who are you?"
KOL (grinning):
"Kol.
The strongest hunter in London."
🔥 TO BE CONTINUED...