WARNING: Sexual jokes (for Hoseok's sake)

🎋The High Rule Warriors🎋

Seokjin's POV

I growled, biting towards the claw in front of me. Jimin's cheeta-like ear twitched in annoyance. "So what I'm better at hunting?" I snarled. "You're the fastest out of all of us."

Jimin scoffed. "Right. We're Hell's servants. Basically Lucifer's little toys. He dyed my tail green when he was a little demon!" Jimin yelled, his tail tense and his claws looking as if he was about to cut me in half.

I burst into laughter, my fangs on full display for him. "I remember it like it was yesterday." I laughed. "You were also a lot hotter back then." Hoseok complained, playing with his phone. "We would go out, remember? I got you wrapped around my finger and my--" "Too much information Hoseok hyung." Jimin gagged.

I shook my head. "I may be over 5000 years old, but I am also the most responsible and normal person here. I'm a vampire for Satan's sake! I was made by Satan! I was here when Hell was created! I saw you get born Hoseok!" I snapped. "For some reason I hoped you'd be a girl." I hissed.

Hoseok clutched his heart, pouting childishly. "I'm offended. I'm just an incubus with a good taste for men and woman and a dominant side to everyone." He growled. Jimin snarled an animal-like scowl and growl towards Hoseok, who winked at him.

"How did you put up with him for all these years?!" Jimin growled. "It's a mystery that remains." I hissed lowly. "Yooo!" Jimin his ears perked up at the voice and turned around immediately. "Taehyung!" He yelled happily, his tail curling around his arm and swaying back and forth like a cat's tail.

Taehyung, AKA, Lucifer. He hates the name, but luckily his father respected that he'd rather have a more... human-like name. Humans are dumb and meals.

Taehyung jumped into Jimin's arms, happily smiling widely. "Guess what! Guess what! Guess-" "What?" Hoseok asked. "I get to bang someone willingly?" He raised an eyebrow. Taehyung shook his head, gagging of the dirty words. He was just 236 give the boy a break.

"No... We get to see the High Rule Warriors of Heaven!" He exclaimed happily. I snapped my head towards him, my eyes flashing a bright dangerous red. "We what?" I hissed. Taehyung gulped. "... High Rule Warriors of Heaven?" He asked nervously.

I hissed. "Satan! Why!?" I yelled. "I've seen those idiots. I've seen two of them. The worst is probably that they are such honest and nice angels." I shivered at the thought. "Never a single lie, never a single bit of harm, never a threat. They're too... good." I spat.

Taehyung tilted his head. "I heard they're cute." Hoseok looked up from his phone. "Hot?" Taehyung shrugged. "Never seen them before." "Count me in because I'm turning one of those honest angels into a bottom slave." Hoseok smirked. I gagged. "Why do we have an incubus friend?" Jimin shrugged.

"Well, we're all going. Dad wants you guys to protect me while I'm meeting the so-called son of God." He said, rolling his eyes. I groaned. "Not him!" "Yes him." Hoseok smirked. I hissed. "Why?! Why does Satan always rely on me?!" I hissed. "Because you are his best friend and you were basically his firstborn child but created in a blood orb." Taehyung said smiling.

I rolled my eyes. "Fine. When?" "Now." Taehyung smiled. I hissed lowly, standing up already. Hoseok was going to enjoy this nonetheless, and Jimin was curious as Hell, literally. I met them once. The question is did they stay?

With a scowl from Jimin to Hoseok, who wanted to almost grab his bum, he managed to bite into his shoulder. The demon sighed and rubbed the dark blood away, licking it from his fingers when he smirked at me. "Don't you want to suck it off?" He asked.

I hissed at him, continuing to follow Taehyung to the edge of the land. The edge where our lands split. It was so bright... My eyes are burning of all the white I swear.

"For perfect creatures they're late." Jimin growled, squeaking like the Cougar does. It actually sounds quite threatening out of his mouth. As if he called it on cue, three appeared... I've never seen them before.

The tallest of the three had a cold gaze towards us, standing straight and responsible with power and control. He was handsome if he wore less bright colors. The smallest of the three had tilted his head at us, observing Jimin with a gentle purr.

Jimin tensed up at the boy, hissing at him. The smaller boy raised his eyebrow, his own snow fox-like ear twitching at the scent of another hybrid animal.

The middle boy was clearly royal. A perfect skin, dark hair (strange enough), almost twinkling eyes, and lots and lots of wealthy accessories.

"Who of you is Lucifer?" He asked, tilting his head at us. Taehyung raised his hand. "Call me Taehyung." He said smiling. "That sounds nothing like Lucifer." The boy said, crossing his arms. Taehyung frowned. "I am. I can prove it." He snarled.

The boy turned away from him. "No need." "I don't feel comfortable with him Jungkook. He makes my fur stand up..." The fox-boy growled. "Easy Yoongi, we'll be out of here before you know it. It's a shame my brother is sick though. We could have continued to play with that yarn you like." Jungkook chuckled.

Yoongi's ears perked up happily. "You still have it?" He asked happily. "Of course. It has always been your favorite toy. You would never let go of it as a little cub." Jungkook laughed, petting the boy's head.

Yoongi purred quietly, paying attention to Jimin. "He's still making me uncomfortable..." Jimin scoffed, his tail lifting of selfishness, giving us a hint of preparing for the worst. "Really? You look like a dog this way. Such a pet." Jimin spat lowly.

Yoongi frowned, taking a few deep breaths before turning away, repeating the sentence: You're not a pet, you're Yoongi. For a while. Jimin scoffed, wagging his tail slightly, confidently continuing to insult the fox.

"You can't even stand up for yourself! What are you? Are you a Fox or a Vixen?" Jimin laughed. The taller crouched down in front of Yoongi, gentle pushing his head up to meet his eyes.

"Jimin, stop. We aren't here to fight." I hissed lowly. Jimin growled. "But I can't stand another male in my territory!" He whined. "Than deal with it!" I snarled. Jimin frowned, his tail hanging low and his ears laying flat as he crossed his arms. "Pathetic."

There was a slight bit of silence as I picked up a few sentences of the taller and Yoongi.

"No, it's okay." The taller said softly. "But Namjoon-" "Yoongi, if you feel the need to call out in a sound you feel comfortable with, then do it. You won't get punished for letting out something emotional." Namjoon said softly. Yoongi nodded. "Okay..."

Hoseok raised his eyebrow at Jungkook, biting his lip. "Damn. God gave you expensive stuff. Do you have expensive condoms?" He asked amused. I slapped the back of his head, causing him to whine. "Shut it. We aren't here to do any of your dirty stuff. Why are we here?" I asked.

"I was going to meet God's firstborn, I expected him to be... different though." Taehyung said, tilting his head at Jungkook. "I'm his second born. Jesus is my older brother, but he's sick." Jungkook replied.

I frowned. "How is he sick? I thought you couldn't get sick." Jungkook shrugged. "He ate the forbidden apple."

All of us stared at him. Was he actually serious? The forbidden apple? I guess there is some bad blood in God's line. Taehyung burst into laughter. "Oh my Satan! Are you serious?!" Jungkook nodded. "Dead serious. I went in his place, somehow I regret it. Your stubborn and offensive cheeta attacked my friend. Learn to control your servants."

Jimin send him a threatening scowl. "I am not a servant! I am his friend! He doesn't treat me like a pet, but like a wild dangerous predator, like I am." He hissed a raspy hiss, which sounded more like a tiger's roar boiling from his throat.

Yoongi finally turned around to him, his ears were flat in his neck as his nose scrunched up of anger. His tail was tense as his claws dug into the dirt path. He let a threatening fox-like snarl escape his lips, causing Jimin his ears to perk up at the sound.

"... That was adorable." Jimin said softly. Yoongi looked down, a soft blush filling his pale cheeks. "Shut up." He purred. Namjoon looked at me. "What are you? You seem like the only grown-up." He asked.

I sighed. "I sometimes believe I am. My name is Kim Seokjin, I was here when Hell was first made. I'm Taehyung's guard and Satan's right hand and best friend. I was here when these two idiots got made as well." I said lowly. Namjoon gave me a polite nod.

"Kim Namjoon, God's right-hand man and Jungkook's protector. I used to be a fallen angel before my position as guard was official, and regained my wings." He said. I tilted my head. "You lived in Hell?" I asked.

Namjoon nodded. "For a few years yes, at least 300. That is when I got send to infiltrate God's base for I can't remember what reason, and got caught. They tortured me until I learned that being stubborn and evil isn't going to get you anywhere."

I hissed at him. "You can't be good your whole life! Where is the fun? The fights? The blood? Fallen angels love souls right?" I asked. Namjoon nodded. "I don't need food here. Everything is always perfect. There is nothing to miss."

Hoseok raised his eyebrow. "Than where is the sex?" "Hoseok!" I snapped. "Sheesh. Sorry." He snarled. Namjoon rolled his eyes. "Incubi. I despise them. They are all wrapped up in lust for their own pleasure."

Hoseok clutched his heart fake offendedly. "Ouch. I would wreck you if you weren't on that side so you should thank me. I don't just do everyone you know." He growled. Taehyung rolled his eyes. "Hobi, go home. Please. I can't even look Jungkook in the eyes without hearing your voice in my damn head!" He snapped.

Hoseok growled. "Gladly." With a wink towards Jungkook, he turned around, leaving us alone in peace. Sort of...

Jimin was looking at Yoongi like he wanted to kiss him and rip his head off at the same time. He was purring lowly, the sound boiling in his throat as it was almost like a cat's, while Yoongi's purring was a bit louder.

Jungkook and Taehyung were quietly observing each other, as Namjoon was taking my features in. It was nice and peaceful. Until...

"Hey, Tae." Hoseok's voice growled. Taehyung snapped his head towards the demon annoyed, his hair almost firing up from annoyance. "What." He spat. "So... your dad wasn't very clear about what he wanted. It isn't just a meeting. We actually have to sleep there or them here."

Jungkook tilted his head. "I am not going to your land. It's too dangerous and aggressive for my liking." He confirmed, crossing his arms over his blouse. Taehyung rolled his eyes. "Than I guess we will sleep at yours tonight, your majesty." He said sarcastically, taking one step into the territory of Heaven.

He didn't even let us answer!

Taehyung tensed up, breathing heavily. "It's... weird here... Do you guys have a soul or something that I could nibble on?" He asked quickly, feeling his throat. We shook our heads as Jimin jumped in right after him, shaking his body of the uncomfortable rush.

Hoseok waved us goodbye with a smirk, before I joined the crew. I widened my eyes. A heavy block suddenly pressed on my shoulders, thirst boiling in my throat. My eyes immediately went to Namjoon. His blood was pure, yet evil. The perfect mix. I licked my lips, hissing lowly.

Namjoon covered his neck shyly, turning around. "Come with us and we'll get you something to eat." Jungkook nodded, taking the suddenly stubborn Yoongi with him. "Get him off my territory!" He snarled.

Jimin rolled his eyes at him. "I won't attack you as long as you have some nice thick steak for me, raw and bloody with the bone." He said lowly, licking his lips. Yoongi snapped his head to Jimin. "That's my food.." He growled.

Taehyung shook his head. "I swear these hybrids are going to be so much trouble." Jungkook nodded in agreement. "Yoongi is very protective, but he would never hurt a fly, even though he chases them around if they wake him up." He chuckled.

I sighed. "You don't know how tempted I am to take your blood Namjoon." I said lowly. Namjoon chuckled. "Don't worry. We have blood set for you. Satan told God already about you coming over for sure, so he prepared the best he could." I shrugged. "I hope it's good."

Namjoon led me towards a separate room from the others. "We couldn't get the scent of blood in any of the other rooms, so this is where you will have to feed." He explained. I nodded. "Maybe that is for the best. I get a little insane whenever I drink."

Namjoon raised his eyebrow. "I am staying with you. I will use my abilities if you are getting hostile." He warned. I nodded. "I understand. Make sure I won't bite you. My fangs are originally filled with venom, even a scratch on a living being with my fangs can cause an infection and part transformation." I warned back.

"Who made that a thing?" Namjoon asked, sitting down. "Satan wanted me to be able to protect Taehyung, at any cost. I wasn't born, I was created by some sort of soul orb. Other than that, I don't know." I replied. Namjoon nodded. "Go ahead. I'll wait."

I nodded politely, taking the pretty looking glass. The blood was pure. Fresh. It was very pure, addicting almost. I sipped the blood, taking small sips to take as much time to ease my thirst.

If I wasn't as grown-up as I was I would have drowned the whole cup at once. I hissed lowly. "How is it?" Namjoon asked. "To drink blood?" I looked at him, the veins in his neck were visible... Tempting.

I licked my lips. "It tastes good. It lowers the burn in my throat, but as long as I see something to tempt me, it won't disappear." I explained. Namjoon tilted his head. "What is so tempting to you then?" He asked. "Your blood." I hissed lowly.

"It's the perfect mixture of sweet and sour, good and bad. It's so tempting. It smells so pure and so hard to get as well." I hissed, setting the empty cup down. Namjoon sighed. "I'm sorry, but I can't risk my loyalty. I'm going to ask you to control yourself."

I nodded. "I'll try." Namjoon nodded. I smirked slightly. His veins were tempting. Very tempting. I rolled my head loosely around my shoulders, sprinting towards him. Namjoon widened his eyes, preparing to push me away when I sunk my fangs into his neck.

Namjoon clawed at my shoulders, gritting his teeth in pain, groans erupting from his chest. "S-Seokjin..." He groaned. I hissed against his skin. "Shut up. You taste amazing."

Namjoon hissed lowly, his breathing hitching. "Seokjin..." He hissed lowly. I hesitantly pulled my fangs from his skin. His skin was pale as mine, his neck covered in his on delicious blood. His lips were slightly parted, revealing new grown sharp fangs.

He smirked slightly. "How has Hell been without me?" He asked with a chuckle. I tilted my head. "What do you mean?" I asked. "Exactly what I ask. How has Hell been without me?" He asked. He stretched his wings with a tired groan, leaning back.

I shrugged. "Normal. Warm, fiery, dark." I replied. Namjoon chuckled. "Ah... I miss home." He whined. "Where did this nice attitude come from?" I asked. "What nice attitude? I'm a fallen angel, what else is there to say?"

"Hm." I hummed. "Maybe the fact that I forced my venom into your skin and turned you into a hybrid of a fallen angel and a vampire. What the hell do you feed off?!" I yelled. Namjoon chuckled. "Maybe you should think about what Jungkook will say. The boy would kill you." He said smirking, leaning his elbows on his knees.

I rolled my eyes. "I'm immortal, I've lived for more than 5000 years. I'm honestly tired of saying that." I sighed. Namjoon chuckled. "Oh dear Seokjin. You have no idea who is chasing you." He said smirking.

He pointed at the door, smirking darkly when a loud knock on the door rang through my ears. "Come on Yoongi! I haven't even had my share yet!" Jimin whined. Yoongi howled loudly knocking on the door. "Namjoon! I can smell you! Open the damn door! I'm sorry for my language but open up!" He yelled.

I hissed lowly as Namjoon shook his head. "Let them try. I want to try something too." He hissed lowly, standing up. I shrugged. "Just because you said that I'm going to open-" "Don't you dare." Namjoon hissed, grabbing my wrist tightly.

He smashed his lips on mine roughly, biting into my bottom lip. I hissed lowly, biting into his bottom lip in return. Namjoon growled lowly, when another loud bang caused him to hiss loudly in annoyance.

Yoongi immediately stopped banging the door. "Namjoon..?" He growled. "What?" Namjoon spat. "I can smell something in there which I don't like one bit.." He growled again. Jimin groaned. "Come on! Go back with me! I want the meat!" He whined.

"Namjoon! I smell darkness and I hate that scent! It's more than I smelled before. Something happened." He growled. Namjoon pulled the door open roughly, breaking the door lock. Yoongi gasped and held his breath. "... Joon..."

I raised my eyebrow. "He was too tempting. I warned him and he just gave up when I bit him." I shrugged. Namjoon chuckled. "It feels like home." He said smirking. Yoongi groaned. "Namjoon, Jungkook gave us this opportunity to leave that behind. We went on trial for 60 years! One bite can't give that up right?!" He yelled.

Jungkook frowned. "A bite? Darkness? I guess you miss home a lot." He said lowly. Yoongi turned to him, widening his eyes. "Jungkook?! You too?!" He yelled. Jungkook tilted his head. "Yeah. When Taehyung told me all about life in Hell, it sounded so much better than here. I let him eat my soul instead of temptation like Seokjin."

Yoongi frowned. "Your dad is going to murder me!" He growled. "Why not just... come along Yoongi?" Jungkook asked. "No matter how hard you try to hide it, that animal will jump out once. It will attack and it will hunt. You will hunt. Just remember the simpler days where you could sink your canines into the flesh of an animal."

Yoongi looked down, his ears hanging low. "I want to... But all my hard work was for nothing then." "So what?" Namjoon hissed. "We can go back home Yoongi!" Yoongi frowned. "Stop it. Stop bringing those memories back!" He growled.

He sprinted away, his legs carrying him as fast as they could. Jimin smirked, he howled like it was a game, chasing the fox on his four legs as the fastest animal in the world. In no time, Yoongi had to stop because of the cheetah in front of him.

Yoongi gulped. "No! I fought for this position!" He yelled. "Come on Yoongi. You get to mate, you get to fight, hunt, just run around in the forest!" Jimin growled. Yoongi looked at him with disbelieve. "You can mate now?" Jimin nodded vigorously. "I had two rejections in one month!" He said proudly.

Yoongi groaned, grabbing his head. "No!" He growled, his breathing hitching as more dangerous threatening sounds were escaping his lips. He growled loudly, ripping out of his skin and racing towards the gate where the two worlds split.

Jimin smirked, licking his ear. "Come on Yoongi... Come with me." He said lowly. Yoongi growled lowly. He shook his body to mess up his fur. The once perfectly stroked white fur was wild showing multiple strokes of black.

"Already there." He growled, jumping to the other side. Jimin quickly followed him, playfully pushing him over. Yoongi growled playfully, biting in Jimin's fur and rolled them over. Jungkook and Taehyung followed them with no hesitation, holding hands like a couple.

Namjoon and I... We kissed. He bit my lip. I looked at Namjoon, who was smirking darkly at the couple. "This will be fun to mess with." He chuckled. "What are we Namjoon?" I asked. Namjoon turned around to me. He shrugged. "Whatever you want us to be babe." He smirked.

I hissed lowly, pulling him towards Hell, pulling him down by his collar and roughly placing my lips on his. Namjoon smirked, kissing back almost immediately.

We managed to walk back, pulling the two hybrid animals with us. Hoseok, as usual, was playing on his phone. He looked up when he heard us, widening his eyes at the new dark appearances. "Damn! If I knew you were bringing me some hotties I'd have been ready!" He exclaimed.

Yoongi growled threateningly. "Keep your filthy hands away from me." "Namjoon is mine." I hissed lowly. "And Jungkook is mine." Taehyung growled. Hoseok tsked, shaking his head. "You guys are no fun." He said lowly.

Yoongi growled, lunging at the demon, who quickly sped away from the two animals chasing him. Finally. Some more peace and quiet.

The End