Chapter 4: clayton oscar 

Errol stood breathing heavily, he sucked in air again and again trying not to cry. He looked around. Blood. The ground was covered in it, the air stank of it, the bodies of his brothers, sisters and parents lay in the puddles of the crimson liquid, finally he broke down, the world came folding down on him. Witches? This didn't make any sense. He looked at the demon's body, but there it was, the body of a demon, that thing was 100% not human. The hangman's noose was definitely  magical in some way; he looked at the blood soaked rope in a mix of repulsion and terror. Then at the demon body, which suddenly  twitched, and Errol jumped. The demons flesh began to knit back together, the skull fragments came from the floor and slid themselves back into place, and finally his face appeared, and swung up, he stood and then spoke 

“Ok” he said in his charming, eloquent tone, but with a hint of menace this time “NOW i'm pissed” he picked up his rope and readied his arm, but then he stopped dead, his entire body stiff.

Gak he gagged suddenly, then dropped the rope. He hit his knees, and fell to the floor. Seemingly dead once again

And behind him stood his brother, Abe , covered with blood, holding his insides in with one hand. He looked at errol, smiled, his eyes full of tears, and then his brother, his wonderful big brother, fell to the floor, and his insides spilled out of his chest, he looked at errol, tears streaming down his face, and said 

“Run brother, run, and never forget: we love you” 

And then collapsed

***

The first thing he did was take the shotgun and blow the demon's body to pieces, so it would take longer to reform, he then grabbed his pack and carried it to the sleds and the dogs ,  by the time he sledded away, the demon was half reformed. And would be right on his heels soon ,errol darted through the forest, the dogs panting and rolling their tongues out , the dogs were a mix of huskies, alaskan malamutes and norwegian elkhounds and they dragged the sled well through the forest his pack on his back, and a shotgun in hand, reloaded, he was ready,, fury built in his heart, the sadness had passed now now heavy, burning hatred settled their instead. One day, he vowed, one day I will get that demon, kill it, and avenge my family, he gritted his teeth tightly as the wind and snow whipped into his face, he did not know were the town was, but he did know that it was somewhere at the base of the mountain, and he would find it, even if it took him days ,  he reached the bottom of the mountain by the dawn of the next two days, and in the early morning , he saw light as the sun was beginning to rise, he saw the lights of a town, he was told that towns had odd electric light that they used to light their homes, he hit the town, and sledded right into the main street. Cars, as he heard they were called, sat all around, while people walked through the streets, a few gave him odd looks, as he was still wearing moccasins and a bearskin coat, along with deerskin clothing the bearskins hood had the bears head on it, and the mouth came over the eyes he was wearing the hood as he drove into town, and he was sure he looked bedraggled and ripped apart,

“Mommy is that a mountain man?” a young girl asked, or rather yelled, to her mother as they walked down the street 

“I don't know sweetie, he could be, in a small town like this, only a population of two hundred 

Two hundred!!! This here must be one of those ‘cities’ that ma and pa are always talking about , who should I talk to?  Who has authority to help me out? He realized that in a large city like this, he could rally a mob to help him kill the demon, or at least subdue it, it did not occur to him that people may think that demons and witches do not exists, for his father had never told him this

He walked over to the mother “excuse me ma'am maybe you can help me?”
“Yes? What's wrong?” she said 

“Listen closely” he said his eyes widened and filled with tears as he remembered the horrible night a few nights ago he leaned forward and whispered “demons attacked my house they killed my family and I just escaped, help me please! He will be here soon to come for me, i'm sure”

“Uh ,  what do you mean honey?” the mother asked looking a bit worried for his health 

“I said, a demon! It attacked my house! Killed my brothers and sisters, maybe you know his name! He's dressed in a red suit and tophat  and carries a hangman's noose, he hung my sister and-”

“SIR PLEASE YOU ARE SCARING MY DAUGHTER!!!” the mother yelled, backing slowly away from him “JUST GET BACK, WHATEVER YOUR ON WHATEVER YOU HAVE, GET BACK BEFORE I CALL THE COPS!

“PLEASE” he said screaming equally, “ HE'S COMING FOR ME! BEFORE HE KILLS MORE PEOPLE! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE HELP ME!!” he sobbed out his words the last few nights getting to him a bit 

“Son everything ok?” two men, almost as strong looking as errol himself, stopped him in the street, pulling her child, the mother ran. 

“I said, is everything ok? My name is clayton, this is my friend Derren,”

“No nothing is fine, a demon killed my family!” he said indignantly

“ a demon, oh i'm so sorry!” the man named clayton said he shared a look with his friend errol did not see “come with me, i know all about demons, let me help”

“Oh thank goodness, maybe you could direct me to the oscars? Their old family friends and are also witches 

For the briefest of moments, Clayton started, his eyes widening but he calmed down quickly before errol took notice 

“Come with me, Derron, you go home. I'll take our friend back to the house, where I will  introduce him to the oscars!”

‘Thank you sir!” errol said, relief and unknowing clouding his usual sharpness 

“ Wait, how do you know about the oscars?” He asked

“Oh just because I am one!” the man said cheerfully

***

“The second person I bump into and it's an oscar!” Errol said in relief “ so you know everything? About witches and demons and all that?”
“Yes but no one else does, so don't tell anybody else”

“Right, sorry how are you going to help?”

Clayton oscar didn't say anything he just calmly locked the door, and turned around, his eyes wide with innocence

“Sir, why are you locking the door, errol said uneasily, realized that entering someone's house was probably a bad idea, but before people say errol isn't too  bright, you must remember he was raised without any sort of understanding of the outside world, his world  was the mountains and his family, he had no idea of such things as kidnapping and other horrible instances. 

“What was it like? Did they scream? Did they cry?”

“What?”
“I asked, did they scream before they died, how did they die?, oh i knew a demon was the best way to do this i knew it!”
“Wha- YOU did this?” errol said angrily, realization hitting him all too late”

“Why of course i did you stupid boy!”

“Why?”

“Because you great galumphing idiot we were rival covens most covens HATE each other didint your dead daddy tell you that? So samuel blade ran into the mountains, we knew he'd have to come out eventually but he lasted longer than we thought, if it weren't for your absolute prissy of a mother, we would have had them, but now we were conquered and have been looking for a reason to get you blades every since”