The next morning after our arrival in the city was no better than the night before. I was out taking a stroll around the streets of Bronix city, trying to soak in the new environment. Tall towering skyscrapers, a few dozen malls, many convenient stores, a plethora of hotels & love hotels, apartment complexes of various conditions and the air was so musty and smelled of a mixture of blood, rotting carcasses in select areas and sex, horny, steamy sex.

I couldn't take a moment to enjoy the cityscape for what it was to put it in better light, for there were demons here and there doing unspeakable things to women and men as a collective in alleyways. Not only the demons but the residents of the city were constantly horny and craving the sensational act of fucking each other, ugh do I really need to say this, wherever the fuck possible and no one actually gives a fuck. Some may feel disgusted as should be the case, but others condone such actions, others enjoy the steamy scene, others just walk away and ignore what took place in their midst and others, well, joined in or even started having their own session elsewhere.

If sex wasn't the only thing considered a norm in this city, so was crime of all sorts, well, some of them are mainly sex oriented but others involve murder, money laundering, robbery, theft, assault, pretty much all premeditated crimes that involve stealing from others or acquiring money through illegal means. I am no police officer, but it is far worse than I heard of the city. I now realised how hard this mission was going to be with all the civilians unfortunately ending up as casualties.

The network these demons have created in this city was far too dense. It roped in too many figures in the city even the mayor was part of everything. Shit, how did it get this far? I looked down the alley and saw a woman running away from a demon in fear. Her clothes were torn, and parts of her body were exposed, her large breasts bouncing around in the torn white blouse she wore, and her skin showed through the torn areas of her blue denim jeans.

She screamed aloud for help while the demon was slowly getting closer to her. I followed both hurriedly. They took a turn further in the alleyway which was a dead end the demon was delighted by her foolishness. It moved closer and closer to her, grabbed her and ripped off more of her clothing. It wanted to rape her then and there with no witnesses in sight and in broad daylight. Before it could penetrate her, I shouted, "Hey! I think that pretty lady you have in your clutches deserves a better man than you!" It stopped and looked back at me snarling.

"Who the fuck do you think you are!" It exclaimed obviously in irritation.

"The last of your nightmares," I told it.

I then clutched my gun in my hand, raised my arm and shot the demon straight in the head. The woman whimpered and cowered. I walked up toward her and crouched beside her. She looked at me with one eye and I saw the fear in her eyes and a glimpse of hope.

"Are you okay?" I asked her in a calm and gentle voice.

She was petrified by the experience, traumatised even but if didn't help her she would've decided to take her as time went on. Don't you feel the same? Nonetheless she was naked, she only had her panties and that was all that she had, and her clothes were ripped to shreds and were tattered.

Even though she did not speak I decided to take off my coat, that I strolled through the city streets in, and cover her in it. "There you go," I told her. I got up to my feet and walked away. "Wait!" she called out and I stopped in my tracks. I turned around and saw her look at me, her face showing that she was mortified to even speak to me.

"Thank you for saving me, Mr." she said with gratitude.

"You needed the help anyway. If I had not been around that demon would've done way worse and heinous things to you,"

"I know… it wouldn't have been the first time it happened to me. My name is Amelia by the way."

"Amelia, what do you mean it wouldn't have been the first time?"

"…"

"You know what never mind, it looks like you don't want to talk about it. So, I will take my leave. I best be going."

"Before you leave, could I get your name? And tell me will I be able to see you again… to properly thank you and give you back your coat?"

"I will tell you what, you can call me Captain. As for meeting again it's best we don't. You can keep the coat; I don't need it anymore. If you really want to see me again you could stick around this block here, I am new to the city and might as well stroll through here again."

"Oh! Um, thank you for helping me,"

I took my leave and left Amelia in that alleyway with only my coat to cover her up. I got back to our base of operations not far from the alleyway. It was a couple blocks away. The place was full of our equipment pre-setup with our guns, weapons from Downtime City, suits and other tech and gadgets we needed for the mission.

My team was quite preoccupied with work the sole exception being Dante, who was slacking off eating pizza and listening to music. Donny was on the computers looking through all the files we have on the underground operations of the demons in the city. We had a file on Thermicus a conglomerate that controlled the major info distribution centres in the city and the medical and police workforce. Marie was working out in black gym tights and a white sports bra. She was breaking a sweat skipping rope keeping herself fit. Veronica was in her room doing what could be described as a form of me time if you get what I mean but that isn't what I wanted to know.

I walked in the kitchen and grabbed glass and poured water into from the tap and drank. I needed to quench my throat before I started to do anything. Plus, it was a habit I picked up in the past two years.

"Alright, I will say this once this city is fucked up and needs help," I told them.

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