Possession

Chapter Six

My father would share tales of meeting the members of various devil tribes, describing their villagers and how they were close everyone was with each other always welcoming those with warm open arms. Every devil tribe he had come across was friendly, always expressing compassion and hospitality to him even though he was a stranger. The cook on his crew would make meals for me from all of the tribes they had visited wanting me to have a dip into their culture even if I hadn't been there myself. I promised myself years ago, that when I met a devil tribe I would learn their culture and return to my father and his crew to share the stories and make a meal for them just like they did for me.

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Cheering and laughter could be heard throughout, some high-pitched and chilling others low and ominous. Y/n's vision cleared her (e/c) eyes slowly opened as she was greeted by the sight of various people being ushered toward seats. Her mind was foggy as she tried to form thoughts her sight landing on the people being brought in with gloomy looks written on their faces. 

The sound of changing and laughter filled the air, creating an eerie atmosphere that sent chills down her spine and goosebumps to form on her skin. Her mind struggled to wrap around what was happening her awareness returning in small fragments. Hearing the sound of a scream, her eyes shot open, everything coming back to her as her eyes widened in shock. Her surroundings came into focus and her gaze landed on the red and yellow tent from before, everything coming back all of her memories recollected. 

Attempting to spring out of her seat, a sense of dread washed over her face when her gaze landed on the metal chains binding her to her seat. Cold metal chains wrapped around her wrists and ankles, restraining her movement with a strong grip, holding her down. She yanked on them listening to the noise that rang in her ears a scared look on her face. 

"Dammit," Y/n cursed under her breath. Freaking out, Y/n turned to her side landing on the two others who were beginning to wake up in the same state she was in a few minutes ago. Puzzled expressions appeared on their faces as they looked around wondering what was happening. Ryuk muttered, shaking his head of its sleepy state, "Where the hell are we?"

"Xandria sold us to this place," Y/n stated, her tone cracking as it ran dry deprived of water. Darice gasped, shaking with a terrified look on her face, "Are they going to kill us? They're a devil tribe, what if they're some clan that's trying to sacrifice us." 

"More like put us to work," Ryuk exclaimed, shaking his chains with a frown on his face. All around lights shined in their faces causing their eyes to burn from being shut for so long. Watching them dim, the room plunged into a vast darkness all of the people now in their seats remaining quiet. 

Confused at what was happening, the three glanced at each other worried looks on their faces. Appearing in front of them, a bright light was flashed in the middle of the tent flaring to life, its luminescence cutting through the surrounding shadows. Drawing their gaze toward the center, the three watched as smoke faded in and appeared around the circle. Hearing a loud crack, the smoke disappeared revealing a man with raven black hair was seen with it tied back into two messy space buns. 

Twirling to look at the crowd, the crowd clapped fear etched onto all of their faces causing a nervous look to grow on Y/n's face. Freezing when he stopped spinning, he stopped right in front of the three of them flashing his crimson-red eyes that shimmered through the dark room. He wore a white button-up with some black slacks and a red blazer that was adorned with gold pieces that glowed in the bright light. Poking out of the blazer, two black wings were seen extended out as he moved. 

"Welcome one and all to the Prometheus Devil show," He greeted, bowing to all of the guests in the crowd a twisted grin on his face. Swallowing the lump in her throat, Y/n took note of the fear in all of the guest's eyes while others were dull not a single ounce of emotion on their faces. Darcie whispered, "I thought all of the citizens were gone?"