One hour was all it took to make the group decide what must be done. Since they had been informed of the situation they had unwittingly entered, they had returned to Chris and Daniel's dorm room to discuss their next steps. Their initials plans were efforts for survival.

"How can we protect ourselves?" asked Kassi, glancing around the room "Structurally, this isn't a safe place to stay as long as the Demons aren't concerned about exposing themselves"

"I'd agree with you Kassi but what about the Seal you put here at the beginning of the year?" Chris rebutted "Doesn't that keep out Demons?"

"Yes but only up to certain level of strength. I'm not sure that it would keep them all away, especially when we have foes like Gorgons and Minotaurs trying to hunt us down"

"Isn't there a stronger Seal you could use?"

"Well there is but it would require one of us to constantly stay here. Even then, it would drain that person's energy rather than using the background stuff like we have in normal attacks and the like" Daniel answered "It's inconvenient and still wouldn't protect us from some of the stronger foes we might face, it'd probably just make it harder seeing as one of us would be significantly weaker. I mean, these things are pretty much coming from Hell itself"

"Hell... you're shitting me. You said Demons reside in The Other Side"

"Yeah but do you think that The Other Side doesn't have some kind of order to it. The poet Dante did actually go to The Other Side and go into nine different areas, it's just the Christians that call all of it Hell. I'll have to ask Shaun to lend you the original manuscript for Inferno, you'll probably learn a few facts about Hell rather what the Christians say. Either way, wouldn't recommend visiting it anytime soon, you'd be torn apart"

"Right so you what you're saying is we're defenceless"

"Not really. Sometimes the best defence is a good offence"

"Whoa! Attack them! Are you out of your mind?! They'll kill us!"

"Then let's not attack the minions, go straight for the head of the operations. Half of the things we seem to be dealing with don't usually seep through onto Earth of their own will so it's likely as soon as we kill Daedalus that they'll stop attacking"

As Daniel detailed a plan that he believed would gain the attention of their target of learn his whereabouts, Kassi seemed to drift off. Her focus fell on to Matt, aware that this wouldn't be an easy time for him. Sitting on the bed, she slowly moved her hand towards his before placing hers on top. Matt turned his head slightly, nodding it in response to her silent question. "Do you want to do this?"

"So are we settled then?" Daniel asked, receiving a group response of agreements on the plan. They were to set off at night as a group and track down a potential lead that would take them to the Demon they wished to face "Good. We leave at eleven. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to go to the bathroom"

Exiting the bedroom area, hearing Kassi call her roommate to tell her she'd be spending the night out, Daniel closed the bathroom door. He locked it and drew out his phone, scrolling down his list of contacts. Finding the number he wanted, he called it as he sat on the side of the bathtub.

*Click*

"Daniel? You only just left, what's up?"

"I need some more info"

"Okay, shoot. What is it?"

"Shaun... where are the Daemons?"

"...Dead"

"All of them?!"

"I presume so; we've not had much information in a while about The Other World's on goings. I wouldn't have expected most of these Demons crossing over without us knowing otherwise"

"They're fucking with us, there's obviously something that the Demons don't want us to know about. Something important enough that they actually mustered up the courage to attack some Daemons"

"You have more important things to deal with at the moment. We're trying to get an insight on what's going on ourselves and when we do I'll tell you. Until then, you focus on Daedalus"

"Alright then, I'll talk to you soon"

*Click*

As Daniel ended the call, he placed his head into his hands. Not having the support of the Daemons scared him shitless. For Daniel, this wasn't a good sign. He knew there were times when he should have been scared but couldn't align himself with the emotion. The times when he could, he knew it was a dangerous situation he was in. No denial. It had been a long time since he had felt as terrified as he was at that moment, a memory he normally tried to suppress. But now that it was back, there was only thing he knew could do to make it go away. Reaching into the cupboard across from the bathtub, he took out the half bottle of Vodka he left in from the morning. In one foul swig, he downed the contents. The sober feeling that would creep on him from time to time was now gone for another couple of hours.

It was something Daniel had become accustomed to for quite some time now. He wasn't dependent on the alcohol itself but on things that eased the pain and made him forget the horrors he encountered in his memories. He had pondered that maybe the reason he fought as hard as he did was to forget the pain. And then it happened again.

Looking around, he couldn't remember why he was holding the bottle. Disposing of it in the bin next to the toilet, he attempted to clasp the reason he had just drank such a large amount of alcohol again.

"Come on... there's got to be a reason... think... think... The Daemons? No... maybe it's Dutch courage for the battle!" he convinced himself, no chance of really remembering why until he was sober again. Even after that, he would repeat the same pattern.

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The time was 11:58 pm. The group has found themselves in a situation that they probably wouldn't have guessed at the beginning of the night. They had entered a building that until extremely recently had been the home of a notorious street gang who left in a hurry, claiming monsters had taken over. They were casually laughed off as a bunch of crack heads but it was worth the group checking out as their other leads resulted in nothing. The building was a four story apartment building that was in relatively good shape despite not being maintained by anyone since the landlord had died some five years before. The tenants had already left the building some many months before and all utilities had been cut off. Still, it was home to squatters for two years before the gang of misfits kicked them all out. And now the tables had been turned and they had been kicked out by Other Worldly visitors. At 11:57 pm, the group had entered the building.

"Okay guys, be careful. We don't know what we could be dealing with here" said Kassi, knife at the ready for anything that would attack her.

"Shhh, I heard a noise" said Matt, keeping a finger over his mouth as he crept up the first flight of stairs. There was a quiet sound coming from the top floor, a mix between footsteps and clopping of hooves.

"Element of surprise" Chris suggested as he withdrew his sword its sheath. Silently making their way to the top floor, they approached the door which hid whatever was making the noise behind it. Placing his hand up against the wall, he clutched it into a fist. He started to count to three on his fingers. One, the group readied themselves, clasping their weapons tightly. Two, they put aside all fears of what was in there. Their goal was to get information on Daedalus' whereabouts. Three! Matt kicked the door open as Daniel rolled in jumping over a centre table, aiming his guns as he looked around the room quickly, checking his opponents. The other three ran in as Daniel lowered his aim.

"Well good news guys, we won't need to kill anyone" he said as he pointed to group of bewildered hybrid creatures. Human looking demons with the features of horses, more specifically, they looked like muscular old men with the legs, tails and ears of horses.

"Sileni?" Matt asked, lowering his guard.

"Sileni? What's a Sileni?" asked Kassi.

"Sileni are older Satyrs. Well the real ones are anyway"

"What the hell are you doing kicking down our door?!" one of them said, walking over to Daniel. He stood at seven feet tall, his ears nearly touching the ceiling "You have no right to be here, get out!"

"You're Demons! If anything, you have less right being here!" Daniel argued "Now listen to me. We're looking for Daedalus and I bet you guys know where he is"

"What makes you think that?"

"A bunch of ancient Greek Demons suddenly appear at the same time, all of which are being led by him and you think we're going to believe you?"

"...Alright, we know where he is. But you can't tell him it was us who ratted him out. We only agreed to serve him so we could get out of The Other World, we never intended to cause any harm"

"You have our word" said Chris, sheathing his sword "As long as you keep your word that you won't harm anyone, we won't mention we saw you here"

"So then, where is he?" Daniel asked, taking a seat.

"There's a warehouse in the industrial area, number 18 on 69 Morecambe Way. You'll find him there" said the Sileni "But be cautious, he is not as he appears"

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The group had left the apartment building and travelled to the warehouses. The area was dimly lit, only the tall lights one hundred metres away from each other provided the area with a dull orange tint. It was clear that the warehouses were only used in the day as the interior lighting was turned off. All for except one, bright yellow pouring out of the skylights and the windows that peaked over the steel panelling that formed the outer layer of the building. Approaching the building, there were white markings that they were just able to make out. It was the number 18.

"Ready?" Daniel said, arming himself with the large Leviathan whip. The others nodded, pulling out their respective weapons "Matt, Chris, can you open the shutters? I'll count to three and then you open, okay?" The two ran to the shutters, grabbing the handles.

"Okay, one-"

A loud crash rumbled across the industrial park as the doors flew out of their placements as a large octopus like tentacle hit it. The two were hit back some thirty feet as the doors crumpled in from the impact. The appendage then grabbed onto Daniel, wrapping around his chest with such force that he felt his right half of his ribcage break under the pressure.

Kassi rushed in, sheathing her knife in favour of her revolver. She immediately fired all six shots into the tentacle that was crushing her friend and though the shots hit, the grip did not loosen. From a moss green mass a hundred feet away from her, another tentacle slid out, hitting her away.

As the group were able to readjust their sight to the brighter atmosphere of Warehouse 18, they were able to make out what they were facing. Legs composed of twenty eight tentacles, two large pincers attached to the midsection of the body as it thinned out to the top of the body; a scrawny old man with the eyes that screamed unnatural power.

"You have returned to me, son" it said as it slid a tentacle towards the fallen Matt. Suddenly, rock spikes appeared out of the ground, slicing and impaling the appendage. A loud moan of pain echoed out of the creature's mouth.

"You are no father of mine, Daedalus" he replied, raising himself to his feet as he outstretched his wings "This ends tonight"