The Fate of Scoundrels
By Paul M Shaw
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A demon is as a demon does.
Luther, a devotee of the Ilkin bloodline, finds himself a slave to his demon ambitions as he seeks out the one goal all demons hold above all else - the attainment of unrivalled power. And who would begrudge those with such ambitions but other demons who would stop at nothing to keep that power for themselves. For Luther, this is a journey to realise his destiny.
Paul M Shaw
Hello, I'm Paul. If you've found your way here, then you've stumbled into a dark part of Smashwords - but not too dark.I write dark fiction, some of which probably falls into the mild horror category, most of it involving some kind of magical undertones (and a little bit delving into sci-fi). If you're interested in stories that have dark elements, stick around. Dark Earth Stories might just be what you're looking for.I have a Wordspace site with stories/comics that aren't available anywhere else on the internet: darkearthstories.wordpress.com
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The Fate of Scoundrels - Paul M Shaw
The Fate Of Scoundrels
A Story From The Dark Earth
Copyright 2022 Paul M Shaw
Published by Paul M Shaw
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Contents
1 THE HUNTER AND THE HUNTED
2 THE SECRET
3 THE DARK NIGHT BALL
4 HENRY’S PLACE
5 FLIGHT
6 THE TRAILER
7 THE ELEVATOR
8 THE HIVE
About The Author
1 THE HUNTER AND THE HUNTED
The demon
A face can betray an assortment of tales about an individual. Deep frown lines could be evidence of repeated disappointment with what life has served up for the browbeaten, or possibly a result of the endured determination worn on the face of the eternal optimist. The observant eyes frayed around the edges, perhaps testimony to the eternal gaze of a beholder?
A whole stockpile of tales. Every mark, each crag and crease, a tale in itself.
The face of the man sitting in an armchair, in the living room of a house in Portland, Maine, could relay a thousand tales.
His face is that of a middle-aged man. It’s pretty indistinguishable from most other anonymous faces of a similar age. Nothing out of the ordinary. Every bit what you would imagine, with greying stubble on age-weathered cheeks and loose skin around life-weary eyes.
But this face is hiding something other than the tales of a life lived. This one is hiding a deeper, darker secret. Because this face is that of a dead man.
Dead, but very clearly still alive.
Though 42 year old Steven Higgis seems to be sitting in the living room of a house in Portland, any remnants of Steven Higgis left this mind a long, long time ago. The mind and the body are now the property of an eidolic form. An imposter. A cerebral parasite. The form of Steven Higgis now plays host to an immaculately dressed demon eidolon known as Luther.
Currently, the dark-suited Luther is in what looks like a meditative state. His breathing is shallow but regular. His eyes, despite being open, see nothing, and show nothing other than a vacant stare – to any onlookers, Luther would seem to be daydreaming. But he isn’t. He’s very much awake. And he’s waiting – the same thing he’s been doing for the last 8 hours.
Luther doesn’t know how much longer he’ll have to wait and cares little about how long he’s been waiting already. None of those things are a concern to him. Because, eventually, the disturbances he is sitting in wait for will appear, and when that moment occurs, Luther’s eyes will open. That’s when he’ll carry out the task he’s here to accomplish.
For now, Luther remains sitting in an armchair, in the living room of the house in Portland, with nothing more than the decomposing corpse of the female occupant of the house for company; a corpse that is now lying face down on the polished floorboards of the living room floor, a pool of blood surrounding her hammer-caved head. A number of displaced pictures and furniture around her the only evidence of the earlier struggle.
Looking at Luther, it would be hard to imagine the frenzied violence he’d been part of just a mere 8 hours ago, as he sits serenely, with nothing more than a few seated creases in his dark, pinstriped suit. Even the perfectly palmed-back mop of black hair he sports wouldn’t radiate signs of such an event, without a single hair out of place.
Luther suddenly begins to feel the sensation he’s been waiting for, which comes married with the sound of a mobile phone buzzing and ringing from elsewhere in the house. The phone has rung a good number of times in the 8 hours Luther has been sitting and waiting. He’d managed to block it out previously. But, now, here it is again along with the synapse-tingling emanations that tell Luther his target is nearing.
The demon’s eyes open.
The Light
Henry has been driving all day and hasn't slept in over 24 hours on account of his late-night flight being cancelled.
The cancellation had been a major frustration. Just another pain in the ass he could’ve done without. But, finally, he finds himself a short stretch from home.
One last time, Henry tries Miranda’s cell, but still only manages to get through to voicemail. Mira, honey? I’m getting a little worried now. I hope you’re okay? Look, I was wrong. Dead wrong. I’m sorry for the way things have been. You were right, it’s time we went our own way. Listen, I spoke to Gerrit and the other Council members – I told them we want to tread our own path… You, me and the girls. Look, I'll be back soon. It'd be great to see you three…
The cell bleeps and the phone dies, yet again.
Shit!
Henry angrily slams the phone onto the passenger seat, barely missing the crushed bouquet of roses he’d picked up at the gas station moments ago.
He’d had to put up with the phone rapidly losing its charge throughout the journey. Each time, the phone had paid the price by being bounced around the inside of the rental car.
Henry pulls the blue Ford Taurus onto Fairborn street and a hundred or so yards later it’s brought to a squeaking halt in front of the mint green Victorian house Henry, Miranda and the girls, Cora and Lucy, have been staying in for the last few months, since before the troubles began and before Miranda and the girls had temporarily moved out – a move that was for all their safety, Miranda had said.
Although Henry had hated the thought of Miranda and the girls moving out, he'd agreed to it. The activities he’d been involved in were dangerous, and could bring any number of the demon underworld into his life. That was something he didn’t want to tempt any longer. It was time to draw a line.
Henry rubs his eyes. The 7-hour drive had been pretty hard on him. The tired eyes looking back from the rear-view mirror are bloodshot and drowsy, a result of the hours he’d been putting in and the frustrations that have been weighing him down – a disturbing detail that exposes all the difficulties and stresses that have begun to take their toll in recent months.
Looking at his reflection, Henry notices the now prominent wrinkles on his pale round face. Along with the buzz cut he's sporting, his current appearance makes him look like a battle-weary soldier; an echo of his past experiences.
Henry is seriously looking forward to collapsing on his bed – but not before he’s spoken to Miranda. Having left home on an argument, he’d been desperate to get back, to put things right. Miranda had even said that she and the girls would be back at home on his return, which had filled him with a joy that’d been sorely lacking from his life over the last few months.
Henry and Miranda have been arguing a lot recently. Things have been tough. But, finally, he knows what he has to do. The way he’s been living life has got to change. And change it he will. Things won’t be allowed to go on like this anymore; Damien, Gerrit and the others will have to carry on without him. He can’t wait to tell this to Miranda. She’d hated knowing what Henry had been doing. It was dangerous, not just for him, but for her and the girls too. Miranda had been constantly reminding Henry that his actions impacted on all of their lives. Finally, the message has hit home.
The stocky light springs out of the car, pulling the bouquet of roses off the passenger seat as he does, the car