Chapter 2: The night club
I was impressed that he had a 1993 Chevrolet Camaro Z28, yet not surprised that it was black, like everything he owned.
"Isn't it a bit too dangerous to smoke while driving?"
Valentine smiled and said.
"Dear, what we are doing is more dangerous than this."
I grabbed the cigarete from his hand, throwing it outside the car.
Valentine suddenly stopped the car, causing me to hit my head into the passenger's dashboard.
"Ow!"
"Don't touch my cigarete ever again. Oh, we have also arrived."
"You could've stopped the car more carefully. Ow, my head."
"Your fault for not using seat belt."
Valentine got out of the car, locking me inside by using the key.
"My mission. You stay there."
I pouted as he headed for the club.
"But we are partners!"
I waited nearly thirty minutes for him to come back, before worrying that he might've died in there. I pulled out my gun, smashing my window until it broke to pieces, before dragging myself out of the car.
Inside the club, one of the first things I noticed was Valentine held by the neck in the air by a demon.
I pointed my gun at the demon's arm, making it free Valentine with one bullet in it.
Valentine took one look at the demon's wound, before yelling at me.
"This is not bloody right bullet! We need holy bullets, not normal bullets!"
He put his hand into his trench coat, pulling out a knife from it, and using it to cut the demon's throat, killing it.
"And you ruined the plan. I wanted them to take me toward where their leader is hiding! Now they are going to be prepared for us!"
"I'm sorry, but you are the one who didn't told me about any plan!"
"Great, now we are gonna have to find the correct door!"
He sounded a bit angry, but tried to keep his calm.
"Let's go to the owner's room. They are most likely hiding there."
"How do you know that?"
"Haven't you watched any movie? The bad guys always hide there."
I stared at him, not beliving he was serious, but he already went ahead.
I waited with Valentine in front of the door, before he quickly opened the door, saying.
"Burn to ashes!"
Valentine held his right palm toward everyone inside the door, before fire errupted from his hand like a flamethrower, burning everyone inside to ashes, just as he said before.
"How did you knew there was no hostage inside?"
"I guessed. Ain't I a lucky bastard"
I had the feeling that he was lying, but didn't say anything.
"Let's head back to the car."
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