After swimming, they played volleyball and went hunting. When they were done hunting, they created a fire and steamed all they had haunted and ate till their fill.
"We should get going," Clara said, remembering what the captain said. But some insisted that they finished the meat before going.
After eating the meat, they organized themself in a queue, and started their journey back to the house. It was almost sundown and they had to hurry.
"Did you see sam?"
"Did you see sam?"
The question kept on passing till it reached Malcon.
"No." He answered.
Since nobody saw Sam they had to stop, while some boys went in search of him. Four minutes later they returned without Sam.
"Let's leave sam…it's almost sundown." a girl proposed.
"Were not leaving anyone behind" lavander snapped, and they went back to look for him.
****
Sam did not even know how he got lost, all he knew was that during the hunt he lost contact with his friends. Since then he had been trying to locate the beach, but it looked like he was going deeper into the forest.
It was already sundown and he could barely see, so he decided to sit at a spot and wait for them to find him, but what visited him was a very large snake.
On seeing the snake he took a few steps back but tripped on a stone and rolled down a hill like place.
By the time he stopped rolling he was sure he had lost the snake, but he felt so dizzy that he couldn't even stand up. Suddenly a huge shadow casted above him and when he looked up, his eyes interlocked with a blood red eye.
****
They went back to the beach in search of Sam, some said he may have slept there, but when they got to the beach they could not find Sam, it was almost sundown and they quickly went back to the others.
"We should go." one of the boys proposed. The island wasn't safe at night. demons and beast lurked the island once it's sundown. Nobody wanted to leave Sam behind, but they were short of options.
"Are you lost kids?" came a cold, dry voice.
They turned around to where the voice came from only to find two pairs of glowing red eyes staring at them from the dark.
****
It was already sundown and the kids were not back, The vice captain got concerned and went in search of them. It took her twenty minutes to locate them.
Looking down from the tree she sat, she could see bodies of dead beasts littered on the floor, the kids looked tired as they had been fighting.
Her eyes widened in surprise as she saw a demon walk out from the forest clapping.
"You guys are seasoned warriors." it said, smiling.
"Take a look at the mess you've done".
The captain couldn't believe her ear.
'the demon could talk.' she said to herself bewildered, she needed to execute the demon as fast as she could. Demons that could talk were mostly strong.
But before she could jump down from the tree she saw a spark of lightning radiating from Bane's body.
This would be interesting, she said watching Bane.
"That quite colorful," the demon said pointing at Bane. "But you can't scare me with colors boy."
All the captain saw was a small lightning bolt, and when she looked up, she saw Bane above the demon, his hand clenched into a fist.
The demon looked up and smile crept to his face, he quickly raised his hand up grabbing Bane's hand. A surge of lightning transmitted through his body as he held Bane's hand.
"That tickles." He said, smiling, and with great force threw Bane aside, letting him smash into a tree.
Seeing how distracted the demon was, Damian quickly teleported at his back, mustering all his strength to his fist as he aimed to kill the demon with one punch. His eyes widened in surprise as his fist smashed into space, the demon was gone.
"That is quite cute." The demon said.
Damian slightly moved his eye to see the demon face resting on his shoulder.
"I think I'll be killing you first boy." he said, opening his mouth aiming for his neck.
"You wish." Damian commented smiling, there was a sudden puff of black smoke and Damian was no longer there, but appeared behind the demon.
"You guys really have a lot of tricks." the demon said, frustrated, as he turned towards Damian.
Damian looked past the demon and saw Bane. He was holding two pairs of lightning spears in his hand.
As both their eyes interlocked Bane nodded, somehow Damian understood what he wanted, and nodded back.
The demon noticed that Bane and Damian had cooked up a plan.
"So be it." He said, slightly bending his head.
His back slowly started to swell up as though something big wanted to pop out from his back.
'Fuck, its going under transformation…this demon is strong.' the vice Captain said to herself.
Suddenly six spider-like legs popped out from his back.
The legs were long and covered in blood with a sharp frightening end. The aura around the demon had suddenly changed. His skin looked more pale and his eyes glowed red, filled with blood thirst.
Bane quickly took his stance ready to throw the lightning spare at the demon.
He felt a sudden airwave hit his face. The demon was standing right infront of him still wearing the annoying smile on his face. One of the spider legs went straight towards Bane's heart.
"Shadow craft." Malcon muttered under his breath.
Black shadow quickly covered his hand forming a spare, without even waiting for the spare to fully materialize he threw it at the demon.
Bane saw the incoming spare that was still forming in midair, but he was sure the spider leg would hit him before the spare came for his rescue. He wasn't even in a good stance to make anymove.
"Is this death?" he asked himself, closing his eyes
Bane still had his eyes closed, but the spider leg never came neither did Malcon spare.
"Am I dead?" He asked himself, opening his eyes, and his eyes interlocked with the burning red eyes of the vice captain.
"Stay here." She ordered, not able to hide the rage at which she spoke.
For a second the demon stood there confused, bane had just vanished in front of his very eyes.
"Ahrrrr!" he shouted in pain as Malcon's spare pierced into his spider leg, pinning him to a tree.
He grabbed the spare with his hand and pulled it out, spilling blood on the ground. Despite the fact that he wanted to return the kind gesture to whoever threw the spare, but now his problem was not the person that threw the spare or the whereabouts of Bane. He could feel an intriguing presence.
"How dear you harm the children assigned to me by his grace." came a cold voice.