I know it's short but it's the start of one of the main conflicts. Hope you all enjoy chapter 4 of Sweet as Candy and continue to read and review. Also, thank you Shadethedemon and xXBr3akingApartXx for the kind reviews! :)

Chapter 4: Demons, demons everywhere

*Kyoko's P.o.V.*

"Astaroth! Get off of me!" I shout, kicking my legs furiously.

Astaroth just laughs and holds me down tighter, pushing down on my legs to keep me from kicking. Leaning down, he puts his face right next to mine, staring at me.

"Now, now, little Kyoko. Why must you resist? I just want to play." Astaroth chuckles. His tongue flicks out of his mouth and runs down my cheek slowly, stopping right next to my lips.

Around us, the other demon brothers snickered. Glaring at them, I focus my energy into my hands and see them start pulsing with a dark red flame. I fix my gaze on Astaroth and watch as he grins devilishly down at me.

"Let me go." I growl, putting venom into each of my words as my hands pulse with more power.

"Now, why would I do that?" Astaroth jokes, earning hysteric laughs from the demon brothers.

"I advise you to release me now, before I kill you." When Astaroth doesn't move, I quickly lift my hands and plunge them into Astaroth's stomach.

Astaroth hisses as my hands burn into his skin, the smell of burning flesh filling my nostrils. Releasing my hands, Astaroth jumps back and growls at me.

"You bitch!" Blood seeps through his shirt and lands in a puddle on the ground. Being as young as I am and not having a lot of power, I fall limply to the ground.

"You lose." I whisper, my senses slowly dulling as unconsciousness pulls at me. I feel something heavy land on my stomach and I look up to see Astaroth sitting there with a crazed look in his eyes.

"Since you left a mark on me, I think you deserve one too!" Astaroth laughs before ripping his claws across my left eye and stomach, a burning sensation appearing where he cut. I scream out in pain as blood runs down my face and into my eye and mouth, making me gag.

"Hah, that's right. Cry like the little weakling you are. Stupid she-demon bitch." Astaroth spits right next to me before walking away with the demon brothers following behind him, laughing at my misfortune.

I lay there, alone on the ground, clutching my eye and crying silently. Just as I slip into unconsciousness, I feel someone slip their arms under me and carry me away, whispering soothing words into my hair.

I wake up with cold sweat covering my body, my clothes sticking to me. I was breathing heavily and my heart rate was out of control.

"Deep breaths, it was only a dream. Just a dream." I whisper to myself, hoping to calm my racing heart down. It worked somewhat. Instinctively, I reach up and feel my scar over my eye, tracing it with my fingertips. Why was I recalling that memory?

And that person. I never did figure out who it was. I guess some questions are better left unanswered. A knock at my door jolts me from my trance and I feel myself moving to open it.

Standing there was Mephisto with a serious expression on his face. "We need to speak." Mephisto states before barging into my room.

"Can't it wait until I have a shower? I look hideous and I smell like alcohol!" I exclaim, shutting the door behind him and shuffling over to my bed.

Mephisto flicks a glance my way before shrugging. "You look fine to me. Now, back to business." Mephisto takes a seat on a nearby chair and stares at me.

"What do you need to talk about?" I question, sitting down on my bed.

"It's about what happened last night between you and Iblis." My eyes widen slightly at what comes out of his mouth. How did he know? "Oh, yes. Amaimon told me all about what you told him."

"Oh." I murmur.

"Did he say what he wanted?" Mephisto asks, staring intensely at me.

Shaking my head, I stand up. "No, he didn't. Now, if you'll excuse me, I would like to take a shower."

"Of course, but we will be speaking later of this matter. Am I understood?" Mephisto presses, staring at me with a grim expression plastered on his face.

"Yes, your majesty." I say in a joking tone. "Now get the fuck out." I point to the door.

Mephisto nods and leaves without a second glance.

What that hell was that all about?

First, I get attacked by the Fire King. Second, I have a dream of a memory of my childhood. Third, the usually preppy Mephisto is all serious and gloomy, completely freaking out over my encounter with dear Iblis.

What the fuck is going on? I wonder what's gonna happen next. Making my way over to my bathroom, I get inside and just as I am about to shut the door, another knock sounds at my door. Groaning, I make my way over to it and open it. My eyes widen in surprise and I feel myself stepping backwards.

"W-what are you doing here?"