Blood Between the Nails

Cole took the front lines for a reason whenever they took weekend hunting jobs.

From a completely practical perspective it simply made sense much as Donna may loathe so, even recently turned Cole with his vampiric powers made the ideal tank.

And in this parallel world full of ash and bone dust that position meant the difference between whether their mother and father would still have children by some sunset. Tine ran fluid in the world Nezgrat, where demons resided.

The air made her agitated. Her mouth constantly tasted of bile and she had to force herself to find a taste in the scraps or flayed meat from a bony creature that they could catch.

The air... made Cole's bloodlust burn until he'd nearly scratched himself out of his skin.

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Cole came to see...

That he might be a very terrible person.

As he fisted through bony ribcages and marveled at the fluids that spilled out from gorgons and laggers he'd dare say getting caught in Demon Lord Gogormazel's trap was the most fun he's ever had.

His mouth split open in a grin to see the last biped sneak attack him.

But the looks on his siblings' faces...