This was an old story but still holds up. Originally a request from a friend who had his character, Kohaku the demon hellhound, interacting with Zenny Infinitium the Phox. I'm going back page after page to update it and then sharing. Only one-page week so I have some consistent postings. Enjoy the short. Part 2 next week. Patrons can make story requests and read pages early. https://www.patreon.com/DHVinci ------ Within his humble abode with headphones on his ears, the demon dog lay in his bed listening to the latest hits of hip-hop music. He closed his eyes and rocked his head back and forth to the rhythm, mumbling the words under his breath with a smile.
“Kohaku! Ya there!?” Yelled a voice from outside his door. The stranger knocked repeatedly, receiving no response from the other side. The door rattled back and forth as the stranger tried to unlock it. A few seconds later a powerful thrust hit the wooden surface, enough to make the demon jump and sit up.
“What was that?” Ko asked himself, moving one of the buds from his ear. The door came off the hinges and slammed down. Small soldiers entered the room wearing police helmets, masks, and uniforms. Ko, in fear and confusion, dropped his iPod and lifted his hands to the sky. He watched as guns pointed at him with ten soldiers surrounding his bed.
“What the heck's going on here?!” The white-haired dog demanded. “Why are you in my room? What did I do? I know my rights! You can't do anything to me! Who are yo-”
“Mr. Kohaku,” said a deep voice, coming from around the corner in the hallway. Accompanying him were two more soldiers, armed to the teeth. “We are in need of your assistance.”
The demon dog on the bed bared his teeth at the leader. His yellow eyes scanned over his attire, completely black but no badge on his chest like official officers. His face was hidden behind a glass window attached to the mask. The helmet hid his ears, preventing the identification of the species, and somehow masked his scent. He stood up straight, about 7 ft tall, broad chest and muscular arms.
“And what if I refuse?” He sneered. The soldiers locked and loaded their guns but were silenced by their leader, who held his hand up to signal the soldiers not to fire.
“You made a promise we could do it again,” said the stern, authoritative voice. “And I intend to make do with that promise.” Ko's ear flicked as he looked at the leader in confusion.
“I don't know what you're talking about. I never made any promises!” He said, putting his hands down, now more annoyed than frightened. “Who do you think you are?! Bursting into my house, do you have any idea who you're messing with?” The other soldiers laughed, causing the demon to growl lowly.
“Oh, we know all too well. And you're going to help us one way or another. I'm sure once you remember, you'll agree as well,” said the leader, standing at the foot of the bed.
