punishment by the great Murdurks Roux

the musky stench of rotting flesh pierced the  nostrils of the pig faced demon as he jogged quickly though the dark void in which they had entered. He sneezed to expel the foul stench from the nerves in his nose but that did little to help.

2 others followed swiftly behind him, and all grunted in discomfort as they travelled. The three-some were nowhere near the barren waste lands in which they were on not long ago, now they were trapped in a dark cave like void in which they couldn't remember entering.
"ugh...how does he LIVE in such a place" Grungwrinkle complained, his somewhat high pitched voice echoed through the endless abyss though their footsteps made not a sound.

"quite you fool! cease your irritating complaining, unless you want to get us all killed!" one of his companions spat in a whisper, it was the skull faced undead wolf that spoke but his efforts to minimize his voice were in vain as his words bounced off the walls in which none could see.
"Don't be stupid Abbadon, Master can't kill us, he still needs us to complete the task we were made to do" the third demon replied, wolf like as well but his oddity was that his pelt was purple and he carried the feet of an eagle.

Abbadon snapped at companion, but the purple wolf dodged the attack with ease pouncing at the undead wolf to return the attack, both demons continued to run despite being in mid battle. Both stopped their little brawl as GrungWrinkle's tail whipped at the air causing a crack that was as loud as thunder to ripple though the air.
"Quit your pesky dispute boys! We have even more grave consequences to worry about then taking insults from one another!" GrungWrinkle barked, both demons snorted at each other and concentrated on running. "Our Lord will have our hides at this rate, just because he can't kill us, Opfertoddie, doesn't mean we won't get punished for our failures!" Grungwrinkle added, glaring at the purple wolf who growled back.

Soon, the 3 demons came to a stop, skidding as they arrived at what their instincts told them was the place that they were meant to be. Within an instant of their arrival all three quickly lowered their head in a bow, keeping their eyes and heads as close to the ground as possible. A loud growl came forth from the darkness, and the stench of rotting flesh grew even stronger.
"My lord, we are your humble and loyal servants, brought to life by your great power and have assembled before you at your command.  Of what do you wish of us?" Grungwrinkle said his voice slightly shaky but he tried to hold it back as much as he could. There was a long silence and for many moments, the 3 demons made not a sound.  The foul stench grew stronger and stronger and the demons fought hard to keep their facial expressions from cringing, Grungwrinkle had less trouble then Opfertod and Abbadon for he did not have the nose of a canine. The 2 wolf demons began soon began to shiver and eventually the stench grew too strong for them to handle, both of them collapsed and held their paws over their noses. Grungwrinkle soon join them and within that moment an unseen force suddenly pounced out of the shadows and struck all three demons, flinging them into the air and sending great pain through their bodies. The demons landed heavily as they crashed to the ground, feeling their necks tighten as if something has suddenly begun to strangle them.
"Who gave you permission to wince?" a voice suddenly spoke; its tone was dark and its owner did not show itself. The invisible force that held the demons tightened its grip around their necks even further and the three of them began to struggle.

"F-forgive us my lord!..we didn't mean t-!" Grungwrinkle pleaded as he was beginning to choke. His face filled with a fear that he usually never showed as his small yellow eyes moved frantically in their black sockets, scanning the darkness for the master in which he served.
"Silence you miserable insect!" the voice spat, sending Grungwrinking into the air before slamming him on the ground. Pushing all the air out of pig faced demon as he bounced to a stop painfully. Opfertod and Abbadon stared at their companion, too occupied with their own situation to even worry about what their master would do to them.  Something big then shifted in the darkness and the demons stared cautiously into the abyss; it wasn't long before the voice spoke again.
"I give such a simple task to complete...and yet you fool have not obtain the soul of the other dogs! How difficult is it for you to devour a few stray mutts?? Hmm?!" Opfertod and Abbadon yelped as in shame and Grungwrinkle finally got back on his hands, none of them dared to reason with their master.

"WELL? Are you three too corpse brained to answer my question?!" the voice roared, sending all 3 demons into the air and slamming them to the ground the same way Grungwrinkle was treated earlier. The grips on their necks never loosed as the three of them struggled to get back up. "Forgive my L-lord! The mutts are tougher to catch!" Abbadon spoke. "y-yeah...they're not as stupid as the other animals our brethren have gathered for you my Lord " Opfertod added, gasping for breath. "if it weren't for GrungWrinkle! We would have them by now" the purple wolf continued, glaring at the pig faced demon, who had a dazed expression, though it quickly changed as Grungwrinkle noticed he was being accused. "What! Its not entirely MY fault! The Bitch your handling is much easier to break that the brute I was given! If that annoying arrogant mutt that belongs to Abbadon were my target, I would have HAD him by now you fuck heads! " Grungwrinkle defended himself and all three demons began to snarl and bear their fangs at each other before they were quickly put in their place by the sudden strangulation by the invisible nooses on their neck which tightened so much that all three of them could breath.

"the Fault falls on all of you!" the voice rang again, refusing to loosen the grip on the demons necks. "it is your fault Grungwrinkle! For spending too much time with that scar faced mutt to the point you began to feed him information about us in which you were not suppose to!" the voice roared, flinging Grungwrinkle a distance away before the pig faced demon was suddenly engulfed in flames. Grungwrinkle screeched in pain as the flames seared his skin and he could do nothing to stop it.

"and YOU! Opfertod!  you got the easiest target to break yet you fail to finish her OFF!" Opfertod was given the same treatment as his previous companion, but he was slammed to the ground twice before joining Grungwrinkle in flames.
The voice then turned to the last one, Abbadon, who struggled as much as he could to escape the invisible hold that held him down "then there's you...Abbadon..." the voice said gravely. "I brought you back to life..yet you failed to break your target when you hold the strongest advantage among the rest of your BREATHERIN!!" the Voice roared, tone filled with range, he crushed the undead wolf's neck so much it would have broken,  before hauling him toward where the rest were and he too was engulfed in flames.

All three demons shrieked in pain as their master watched them being burned alive, if he had shown himself, his expression would be dark and sinister...with a hint of satisfaction from seeing his minions suffer. Out of all the suffering being inflected on Grungwrinkle's body, the demon managed to scream his plead "pleaaase my lord! Give us another chance! I beg of you!"
Opfertod and Abbadon did the same but their call heeded no reply. The threesome rolled frantically on the ground in a vain attempt to put out the flames, each could feel their life sapping away.
"let them live my lord!" a different voice suddenly echoed though the room, and within an instant the flames died and the three demons laid on the ground, exhausted and severely burned. The great unseen body of the master shifted in the darkness and within a corner of the abyss a massive paw emerged. A pale pelted oversized yellow beast with front legs of a lion and back body of a of a bovine padded forward into sight, it had a big main which was light blue and a face of what seemed to be a lion If not for its floppy ears that gave it off as a face of a dog. Its eyes were glowing red

"J-Jackricovitch?!" Grungwrinkle mumbled out aloud, the other demons stared at him in awe. The new comer chuckled "aye, it is me my brothers...witness my true from!" Jackricovitch boasted, this demon had been the fiend of a mutt named Scotch, the former leader of the pack of dogs in which he and his breather were given to take.
The Voice from before, the great master, spoke again "Jackricovitch! How dare you speak to your master in that manner!" it said, one could tell that the lion dog demon would submit like the rest, but he did not, " Forgive me Master Murdurks...but I only speak out for the good will of your great plan!" Jackricovitch said to the master, unlike the rest of the demons, his voice showed no fear.
Murkurks gave a grunt of curiosity, a sign for Jackricovitch to continue. "if you kill them now my lord..how will you ever reach the other dogs out there? These fools are the only thing that will allow you to obtain their power my lord. But I am sure you are already well aware of that" Jackricovitch explained, his brothers sneered at him even in their week state. "how dare you refer to us as your underlings Jackricovitch! Do...you think that you..are now above us..just because you manage to take your..prey!" Abbadon spat but the lion dog paid no attention to him
"let them live Master...give them one more chance, I'm sure you are well aware of what the leader of the mutts plan to do next. It would be a perfect chance for Grungwrinkle, Abbadon and Opfertod to prove themselves, the mutts would be completely vulnerable...It would be like killing a pack of lost pups!" Jackricovitch said, his words seemed to have convinced Murdurks for the Great master kept silent for awhile, before restoring the fur and skin of the charred demons.

"you have a point Jackricovitch, very well..i shall let you three live, you have one last chance to break those mutts. Fail me, and I shall make sure your own demise is something worth remembering for the rest of your insignificant immortal lives!" Murdurks spat, the three demons quickly got up and bowed to their master. They held their position, too afraid to make another move without being ordered

"GO! BEFORE I CHANGE MY MIND you insolent worthless maggots!" Murdurks roared, sending the 3 demons quickly scurrying back the same way they came.
the Great master let out a heave before grunting in displeasure "leave me!" he said to Jackricovitch, who bowed and left.
"our time will come soon my lord..the mutts will be of no trouble to us, our plan shall follow through, and they shall be finished!" Jackricovitch murmured as he left, Murdurks let a out a growl, but Jackricovitch had already disappeared before the great master could bring his fury don upon the lion dog.