The Devil's Apprentice: Book 2: Descent to Hell

by Patrick Stewart

  The

  Devil’s Apprentice

  Book 2

  Descent to Hell

  Patrick Stewart

  Copyright © 2020

  All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the rights holder, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other non-commercial uses permitted by copyright law.

  Foreword

  This story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance with anyone living or deceased is completely coincidental. This work of fiction is primarily based around demons and angels. It has references to god and the devil. If you are religiously inclined, please remember that this is a work of fiction not at all intended to offend you.

  Contents

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Chapter 24

  Chapter 25

  Chapter 26

  Chapter 27

  Chapter 28

  Chapter 29

  Chapter 30

  Chapter 31

  Chapter 32

  Chapter 33

  Chapter 34

  Chapter 35

  Chapter 36

  Chapter 37

  Chapter 38

  Chapter 39

  Chapter 40

  Chapter 41

  Chapter 42

  Chapter 43

  Chapter 44

  Chapter 45

  Chapter 1

  Their battle with Satan had done more damage than expected. Once the devil was thrown back into the literal hole it had crawled out from, the ground around it caved in. Jamie Azarath’s country house was now nothing more than a foot of rubble, surrounded by lush gardens.

  Alex and Karen, both exhausted from the battle, were seated with their backs against an oak tree, hundreds of meters away. It had seemed a safe distance to sit while they recovered their strength.

  But the ground began to shake. Cracks meters wide spread out like the roots of an invasive tree. Alex and Karen had to make a hasty exit.

  It was the middle of the night when they set off down the country road, heading in the direction Alex hoped was London. Still hurt from the battle, Karen leaned against him and he wrapped an arm around her protectively.

  An hour later, and they were still on the same road and Karen was beginning to feel heavy. In that time, they hadn’t passed a single sign of civilization. Not even a cottage. It was just fields and more fields. Who knew England had so many damned fields?

  It didn’t help that they were both completely naked. Alex’s clothes had burnt off when Satan… burnt them off. The devil had stripped Karen naked and intended to brutally rape her when Alex drove his sword into Satan. He then pushed the devil back into the pit that led to hell.

  The long summer finally seemed to be coming to a close. Alex felt cold. Beside him, Karen even shivered. It could be hours before they crossed a house, or a shop, or even passed a car on the road. The road, surrounded by fields, didn’t even have a single street lamp.

  Alex smiled wryly. He could imagine the look on the face of the first person they’d cross paths with, what with him and Karen being completely naked. That would be one story to tell…

  But it could be worse.

  They could have been dead.

  Satan planned on killing them both. Instead, they managed to stop him. They threw the devil back down the pit he had climbed out of and in the process, stopped a war between the angels and the demons. They’d saved millions of human lives. Alex felt good about that.

  But he knew his troubles wouldn’t end with Satan. Alex’s list of indiscretions was growing. Attacking angels, killing a fellow Demon Hunter, killing a powerful demon Satani specifically told him to stay away from… All were crimes probably punishable by death and worse. He couldn’t run away or hide from what he’d done. At some point, he knew there would be a reckoning.

  Still, those worries were for another day. He’d put a stop to Satan and saved humanity from the fallout of a war between demons and angels. The two entities would have laid waste to earth as they settled their grudge.

  It was never supposed to be like this. Life could have been so different for humans. They could have lived an idealistic life under Lucifer.

  Yes, that was right.

  Lucifer.

  The name that's a synonym for the devil was actually the good guy. He was the first human. Or at least, if he wasn’t fully human, he was still the first being in this world.

  God didn’t create man, nor did he create the universe. Adam and Eve weren’t the first humans. Neither had lived in heaven before being tricked by Satan and thrown to earth as punishment. It was all a story.

  Oh, the irony.

  If Satan was to be believed, he created religion. Adam and Eve was his story to trick humankind into believing they were born of sin. It was a guilty conscience that caused the soul to fall down and sink into the ground and the hell that awaited below. Alex had caught a glimpse of the place when he’d briefly died.

  It was a fiery place, one that did not look at all pleasant. It was the realm of the demons. The realm of the devil.

  The country road finally came to an end as it joined a dual carriageway. To his left, the road curved. The tarmac and the steel central reservation barrier disappeared behind trees. To his right, the road continued as far as he could see in the moonlit night.

  Alex and Karen waited, staring at the curved road, hoping a car would come around the bend.

  Nothing.

  Not a car.

  Not even a bird…

  “We’re walking to London,” Karen muttered. “I never thought I’d say this, but I miss clothes.”

  Karen was leaning against Alex’s shoulder. He pushed her at an arm's length away and took in her naked body. Her long toned legs, her perfect hips, flat navel and the breasts…

  “I don’t miss your clothes,” he told her honestly.

  Karen smiled, but her eyes were tired. She wrapped an arm around his waist and rested her head on his shoulder. “I just want a warm bed to lie in.” There was a pause before she added, “Wouldn’t mind having your naked body to hug while I sleep for a year.”

  Alex smiled. That sounded amazing. It gave him a renewed burst of energy. He scooped her up in his arms and stepped out onto the dual carriageway. It was a dumb thing to do. After the first four miles, every second that passed reminded him how dumb this plan had been. His arms felt like they were going to tear off. His pride kept him going, but Alex feared even that would give way soon.

  Karen’s lips twitched. “Want to put me down?”

  “Nah,” Alex said.

  Karen kissed him on the lips. “My hero.”

  Damn she was hot. Scooped up in his arms, her breasts were pressed together. The little pink nipples touched each other. Like they were kissing. Alex’s cock began to rise. It probed against Karen’s curvy ass. Feeling it, she reached back and wrapped her hand around the head as her thumb rubb
ed the tip.

  Alex was tired and hungry. He’d had a long night, what with battling Satan and stuff. He’d been walking naked and barefoot for hours now. Some of that time, he’d carried Karen in his arms. A moment ago, all he wanted was a nice big steak and then a warm bed to lie in.

  Now, he glanced around his surroundings, looking for the cosiest spot he could lay Karen onto before spreading her legs apart and going at her. Yup, his mind wasn’t in the mood for passionate love making. He wanted to fuck her hard. Like an animal.

  They were walking on the hard shoulder of the duel carriageway. The tarmac wasn’t smooth. It was littered with little stones, dust and chipped bits of tarmac. It wasn’t an ideal space to lay her down. The middle of the road had smoother tarmac. He imagined her lying on her back, him pounding away, things going great, then looking up as a car’s beam lights blinded him, just before running over them both.

  He wanted sex, but not so much that he was going to do it in the middle of a fucking motorway. Luckily, Alex then spotted the green patch of grass twenty feet away. That would do.

  He dashed towards it. Karen’s breasts jiggled and she laughed as his cock poked her ass as he ran. Alex made it to the patch of grass and was about to lay Karen down and spread her legs when she stopped looking at him and instead looked over his shoulder.

  Alex turned to follow her line of vision.

  It was a car.

  Karen hopped off his arms and jumped onto the road. It was a confident move. The car was travelling at fifty miles an hour. Alex really hoped it would stop. The gorgeous naked woman standing in the road with both her arms spread out was too divine to be flattened by a car. Those luscious breasts defied gravity. Her legs had the perfect thigh gaps, but were parted slightly. The car’s headlights shone on her perfectly pink pussy.

  The car did come to a stop.

  Inside was a woman. She rolled the window down and stared at Alex standing by the side of the road, her eyes wide, her mouth hanging open.

  “Hey,” Alex waved at her.

  She found her words, finally. “Uhh… what uh… you’re both naked,” she stammered. “And gorgeous,” she gushed. Her cheeks reddened. “I uh… I didn’t mean to say that out loud.”

  Alex smiled. The girl was babbling. His presence had that effect on the opposite gender sometimes. And not just because he was a perfect human specimen. And Alex was a perfect human specimen. He was six and a half feet tall and with barely any body fat, a chiselled jaw, an Olympic swimmers’ body and the largest cock about. But that wasn’t the reason for girls sometimes just saying whatever thought popped into their minds.

  Alex was a Demon Hunter. And all Demon Hunters had this aura about them. It influenced ordinary humans to the point where whatever Alex thought, the human began to feel the same. If Alex was thinking about sex, a girl within a close proximity would start to have similar thoughts. This girl was thinking how fantastic their bodies were. It might have had something to do with the fact that Alex was thinking how badly he wanted Karen’s body.

  Karen came to stand beside him now. She leaned down; her face very close to the girl’s. “Hi,” she stuck her hand out. “I’m Karen. Can we get a lift?”

  The girl blinked rapidly, then tentatively shook Karen’s hand. “Uhh… my name’s… I’m… Felicity. Yes, Felicity. Lift. Sure. Lift… where are you going?”

  Karen said her address. Felicity repeated it, then said, “In London? You were going to walk all the way to London? Uh, naked too?”

  Karen smiled sweetly in response. She opened the back door and climbed into the passenger seat. Alex was about to do the same, but decided it would be polite to climb into the front seat with Felicity.

  The girl giggled nervously as he sat down. A minute into the drive, she almost swerved off the road, her eyes focused on his lap. Alex couldn’t blame her. He was naked. And he had an enormous cock. At one point, he actually had to turn the steering wheel for Felicity as they rounded a corner. It was then did Karen speak up.

  “His cock is magnificent, Felicity, but you do need to keep your eyes on the road. Once we get to London, as payment, you can sock his cock,” Karen said with amusement in her voice.

  It didn’t sound like payment to Alex. Wasn’t it supposed to work the other way? Wasn’t the girl supposed to offer her services in lieu of payment? Not that he was complaining. And Felicity seemed to think it was a good idea. She nodded eagerly, though her cheeks reddened. For the rest of the journey, she managed to keep her eyes focused on the road. Mostly.

  Alex had no idea if Felicity was going to London herself, but she drove them all the way to Karen’s apartment. The car was warm. The seats were comfortable. Alex was exhausted. He almost fell asleep in the front passenger seat. Now that they were at Karen’s, all he wanted was to crawl up the stairs or better yet, take the elevator up and get into Karen’s bed, close his eyes and sleep for a hundred years.

  Felicity had something else on her mind, apparently. She parked the car by the side of the road and stepped out with them. So tired was Alex, he was confused.

  “It’s okay,” he told Felicity. “We can make it to the apartment.” He pointed back at the trendy multi-coloured apartment block resting beside the River Thames.

  Karen nudged him with her elbow. “She wants to suck your cock,” she hissed.

  Alex’s eyes widened. Actually, they became the right size as before that, they were barely open. Felicity was cute. A bit on the small side. Petite. Any other time, and he’d be more than happy for her to suck his cock. But today…

  “Uh, Felicity,” Alex began, when Karen elbowed him in the rib once more. Alex glared at her. “What?”

  “She drove us all the way here,” Karen hissed. “She’s probably not even going to London. You’re just going to send her away?”

  “I’m exhausted,” Alex protested. “I need to sleep.”

  “Fine,” Karen said. “She can suck your cock while you sleep.”

  Felicity was obviously present the whole time they spoke of her. But Alex had a feeling she wouldn’t care what they said about her, or how they talked about her. She was determined to suck his cock and more. She had that glazed look in her eyes. Alex had seen it before. Demon Hunter aura at work. Apparently, the weaker the mind, the easier the human succumbed.

  She was staring at his cock now, her lips parted.

  Was this wrong?

  “It’s not wrong,” Lucifer said immediately.

  “You would say that,” Alex mumbled.

  “She wants to have sex with you. Your aura isn’t hypnosis, dumbass. All you’re doing is making her want her desires. She’s been looking at your cock the entire journey. She wants it. Let her have it.”

  The voice in his head was Lucifer. He was the first human on planet earth. Or at least, he was some sort of humanoid. He was the first that stood against God when he came down with his angels for the souls of humans.

  Lucifer had been in Alex’s head for a few months now, but for the most part of that time, Lucifer had amnesia. And an amnesiac Lucifer was a complete ass. Alex wasn’t sure if that had changed now or if Lucifer was still going to be an ass. But he was too exhausted to figure it out.

  Felicity wanted to suck his cock.

  What the fuck. Why not. She was cute.

  Alex wrapped one arm around Felicity and the other around Karen. They stepped into the apartment building and took the elevator up to Karen’s floor. Once inside, Alex stumbled into Karen’s bedroom and collapsed amongst the beddings. His eyes closed immediately.

  Karen dropped beside him. Her warm naked body rubbed against his. Alex smiled. When he woke up from his sleep, he was going to fuck that hot bitch. He was going to spread her legs apart and drive his cock down that warm inviting-

  “What’s-” Alex opened his eyes as a hand grabbed him by the shoulder and tugged.

  It was Felicity.

  She was naked.

  Even her glasses were off. The girl had pale white flesh, evidence of lac
k of exposure to the sun. Alex liked it. She was also curvy. Her breasts were large. They jiggled as she climbed the bed on her knees. Alex reached for her breasts as she took his cock in her mouth. It felt good. Her mouth was warm and tight. He squeezed her breasts before his hand trailed down her body and came to rest on her cunt. He dug two fingers in.

  Alex closed his eyes and moved closer to Karen’s body. The girl was fast asleep. His fingers drove deep into Felicity’s cunt as she sucked on his cock. It was a battle between being overcome by sleep, or coming in Felicity’s mouth.

  Alex was determined for the latter to prevail.

  His eyes still closed, with his free hand, he grabbed Felicity by the hair and pressed her head down. Somehow, she managed to continue to suck without gagging as his monstrous cock entered her throat. Alex came in her mouth. She swallowed his load and continued to suck on his cock as he slowly drifted away.

  Chapter 2

  Alex woke the next morning to the sound of a loud bell ringing. He sat up and with blurry eyes, glanced around his surroundings. He was on an enormous bed. He knew it wasn’t his bed. It was too comfortable. The room was also far too nice to be his. Large wide windows, marble flooring, expensive looking designs on the wall cornices.

  This room belonged to the gorgeous woman sleeping naked beside him. She lay on her front, her curvy ass in view, one leg hanging off the bed. Alex reached for her ass. It didn’t matter how dazed he was, that ass was irresistible.

  Alex then spotted the other girl.

  She was naked too. And gorgeous, but in a different way to Karen. She was shorter and curvier, not that Karen didn’t have curves in all the right places. This girl lay on her back. Even then, her breasts looked big. Her legs were parted. She had a little stubble above her pink slit. Alex was tempted to grab her by the cunt and dig a finger in.

  But then, the loud ringing happened again. It was followed by an incessant banging.

  Someone was at the door.