Doctor Demon

"And…" Sungki came out of the couch and faced Magrod. The demon towered over the Vozakel Lord, tall and enigmatic just like he was in his lifetime. His was wingless but he had a reddish hue surrounding him. Sungki's scarlet eyes were gloating. He knew that Magrod was a higher level demon but there were things even Magrod could not interfere in.

"You can't interfere, old man!" he hissed. "This is a valid contract which those two fools signed of their own will. Once a contract has been signed, no one can break it! Not even a demon. Until then, I'm free to do what I want in this world. I can make many people sign contracts. I can make the Cho's bend to my whims! They want my heir and I'll only have one with Jisoo."

"And those other girls?" Magrod demanded. "We're demons but you...you stooped lower than that! Why did you kill them?"

"I felt like it," Sungki said lazily. "They dared to look like my Jisoo. And also had affairs with other men. I hated it. A woman should be pure and innocent! My Jisoo has also been tainted by that doctor but no worries. I'll make her pure again. Once she's in hell, she'll become a demon like me and we'll live happily ever after-"

"Moron!" Magrod cursed. "Not all human souls in Hell can become a demon! And you can't force her to go there. She has to sign a contract of her own will!"

"She will," Sungki vowed. "And you can't stop it. If you do, the jail will open and you'll be stripped of your powers. I know it."

Magrod wanted to throw this bitch back in Hell but it was impossible. Until a contract was fulfilled, the Gates would not open nor would Sungki go back.

"You're screwed, old man!" Sungki snickered. "You can't stop me. And I can make Jisoo sign the contract willingly. Whatcha gonna do?"

The demon chortled, making Magrod's blood boil. He was being too cocky but Magrod knew what to do. He did not have to break a contract but he could surely keep this demon away from his heart's desire. Magrod knew that this 'Jisoo' was Jiwoon and as long as she did not sign any contract with Sungki, Magrod could protect her.

Sungki knew what the demon was thinking and only laughed. No one can keep her away from me, he seethed inwardly. No one!

Magrod glared at him one last time and disappeared in thin air. I'll have to deal with him later, he decided.

…

Yoonmin was running through the hospital corridor. He was still wearing his suit which he had not changed for the past two days. In fact, he was at a meeting when he received news about Jina's accident and had rushed to the airport without even changing his clothes.

"Sis!" he exclaimed as he barged into her ward. Jina was slightly startled but smiled at him. Hobin was sitting next to her bed while Miyoo also beamed.

"Yoonie!" Miyoo chirped. She got off her chair and rushed towards her brother who scooped her up. But his eyes were on his older sister who was bedridden.

He had never seen Jina in such a state before. She got hurt many times on her job but those were minor injuries which she brushed off. But this...this was different.

"What happened?" he demanded.

"It was only an accident," Jina assured him. Her voice was still weak and her chest pained every time she spoke but she tried to tolerate it as much as possible.

"No, it was not," Hobin said sharply. He quickly filled Yoonmin in about the accident which enraged the latter.

"Another ghost attack?" he echoed. "And they tried to kill her?"

"Yes," Hobin replied, ignoring Jina's glares. "She was attacked. If I hadn't found her on time, she'd have died!"

"Miyoo, ghosts!" Miyoo added, trying to tell her brother that she was attacked too. Yoonmin hugged her and walked towards Jina.

"Don't you ever scare us like that again!" he told his sister. To Hobin and Jina's surprise, Yoonmin's eyes were stung with tears.

"Is my thug of a twin crying?" Minyoon's voice came from the doorway. Junho was also there, his mouth gaped open.

"Shut up!" Yoonmin scowled, wiping his tears.

"Ya know, sometimes I forget that you're younger than me," Minyoon sighed.

"Whatcha talking about, Yoonmin?" Junho asked Minyoon. "Minyoon is the older one!"

"I'm Minyoon, he's Yoonmin!"

"Your eyes are rotting off, old man," Yoonmin muttered.

"What a crazy family," Hobin remarked.

"Crazy!" Miyoo exclaimed, unaware of the chaos around her. Everyone was yelling or comically arguing, making Jina smile. She was quietly watching the weird people, letting the chaos unravel.

Watching them argue was fun because behind this facade was genuine love and concern. She knew very well that her family had been worried about her. They did not leave her side for even a second. Nor did Hobin. He had been with her almost all the time, making her heart well up in happiness.

"You owe us twenty bucks!" Minyoon was saying.

"Each!" Yoonmin added.

"Rotten ripoffs!" Junho yelled at them. "Taking a poor old man's money! Don't you have any shame for taking money from a senior citizen?"

"Didn't you buy a watch from switzerland?" Minyoon asked.

"I-It was a discount!" Junho claimed. "And that was for Miyoo. Not for myself."

"Miyoo got dollie only," Miyoo mumbled. "Miyoo wants watch."

"Liar," Yoonmin simply told his grandfather. Junho was outraged. How the hell did they know about the watch?

"Tch!" he scowled. "Fine! I'll give twenty bucks! But only because I love you guys."

"We love you too," Minyoon said.

"I love his bank account more though," Yoonmin muttered.

"And yet, I don't get paid for my therapy sessions with the Alpaca lover there," Hobin said, pointing at Miyoo.

"I pay for your food!" Jina added.

"How dare you make my granddaughter pay for food?" Junho growled. "When I was your age, I never made my girlfriends pay!"

"That's coz you drove everyone away with your love for money," Minyoon pointed out.

"Didn't one of your exes block you on Tinder?" Yoonmin recalled

Soobin, who was about to enter the room, stopped upon seeing the showdown between the crazy group. She was unsure if they were being funny or serious.

What a weird bunch, she sighed as the Hwang's and Hobin bickered over the silliest things. But she smiled to herself.

"I guess this makes them unique," she mused.