A displaced Demonidite

Everyone knows enough about displaced to know what happens, or at least you thought until now, what happened to me was not in the norm even for displaced, to make a long story short I got fucked, big time.

Let me tell you how it all started, it all happened on the last night of 2020, I was walking home from a bar. I have to admit I was a little buzzed but not nearly enough to be considered drunk, just enough to give me a bit of a headache leaving me very irritated.

I rubbed my head as I walked down the street, that was until I was stopped in the middle of the street by some shady guy in a hood. I could see he was grinning under his hood before he said in a low tone.

"Hello there, you seem to be in a little distress, perhaps I could remedy that for you." He told me.

"No thanks bud it's just a headache." I told him, before I head started pounding.

"Now do you need assistance?" He asked.

"Piss off, I don't need help." I told him, his smile fell, I knew I could have said that better but I'm just too irritated by my headache right now.

I heard him shuffle before he said. "Well then if you won't accept my help willingly." He said, his now grinning madly. "Then I guess I'll have to use force." Suddenly the ground beneath was being torn asunder.

"What the hell is happening?!" I screamed, I couldn't move from where I was.

"I'm helping, hope you have a good trip." The ground started to fall apart beneath me, and before I fell through I delivered a swift kick to the man nut sack making him fall to his knees, he looked up at me in rage before shouting.

"I was planning on you having a good life but if that's how it is, then I curse you to be hunted down for the rest of your forsaken life, by those you used to love!" He shouted, just before I fell through the ground