12-01-2016, 06:33 PM
Koal scowled and dropped his hand, his eyes red and narrowed at the two new appendages that Dawn was currently inspecting. Beautiful black wings, demonic in nature, sprouted from the blades of her shoulders. Subconsciously, Koal noticed that they matched her bra. He fought to control the changes running through his body as his blood fought him, desperate to prove his dominance against one of their own. Another demon. Koal grit his teeth as another wave of pain hit him, his body encompassed in a transparent black aura. His gaze met Dawns now, a low growl leaping from his throat, unbeknownst to him. Her own eyes narrowed and she took a step back.
Koal cut the noise off and clenched his eyes shut, trying to drown out the voices that were screaming in his head.
KILL
The Demon quickly pivoted around, heading for the cave entrance, needing to be away from the woman for a second. He stumbling into the snow, collapsing to his knees. His eyes were quickly bleeding black liquid, painting the skin of his cheeks. Tears intermingled with the substance, turning into a dark grey mix that dropped into the snow beneath him. The black aura slowly faded, leaving Koal there, breathless from pain and memories.
He shakily stood up, and walked back into the cave, not meeting Dawns eyes, ashamed at what he had almost given into. Her earlier words echoed in his ears, and he admired her will, for it was stronger than his own. Dawns eyes held a question, and Koal shook his head.
"I might explain later, but for now, I need a minute." Dawn nodded, turning her attention back to her wings, and inspected her further ruined clothes, shrugging. Koal rolled his eyes at her carelessness, and walked to the fire, spitting a little bit of blood into the flames.
"How violent is that demon inside your head?"
"It's strength is in words."
Koal was slightly disturbed that he felt a strange sense of satisfaction at those words. A slight aura surrounded him again, this time under control. Koal looked at Dawn, his lips a thin line as he regarded her seriously.
"Not all of us are like that, you know. Demons."
Her eyes regarded him again, calculating and invasive. Koal met her gaze evenly, letting his eyes fade back to their natural violet. He threw a disarming smile, half-tinged with his regret. She then turned her attention back to her wings, and Koal turned his to the ever-shifting flame. He let out a deep sigh, still fighting his violent instincts from winning. His aura faded again, and Koal turned his head towards her again.
"I wasn't always like this... I used to be human, like you once were. But the more you keep you demons with you, they change you." Dawn walked to the fire, sitting opposite of The Demon, intrigued.
"My world was, unpleasant, to say the least." Koal felt the words tumble out his mouth, his care about maintaining any secrecy gone.
"Me and my mother, we lived in horrible conditions, but still better off than a few others. She was a priestess. Ironic, no?" Dawn nodded.
"I was approached by an organization, Valkyrie, they were scientists and researchers who promised to allow my mother to live in comfort, as long as I volunteered as a test subject." Koal's eyes misted over as he lost himself in his memories. "I accepted, of course. My mother was all I had to my name, and she deserved better."
"They....there's really no better word than torture. They tortured me for months. They broke me." A lone tear traveled down his face and he let out a rueful smile.
"I know you know what that feels like. The feeling where you don't care. You take risks without giving a damn about the consequences. Waiting for the moment when it all ends...
And it did end for me. I died." Koal let out a chuckle, his smile growing wider as all his pent-up emotions flooded out. It was a melodic sound, the rasp that usually occupied his voice not present.
"It would have been great to call that an end to my story. But I was approached by a figure in my darkness, he offered me power, a way to end the people that had taken everything from me. His only request was my soul. Seemed like such a good deal at the time."
"I kill so many people that day. And there's not a moment that goes by where I don't see their faces when I close my eyes. Something tells me you understand exactly what that's like as well."
Dawn had a peculiar expression on her face, an emotion he couldn't identify in her eyes. Koal turned his gaze back to the Fire.
"We're not all bad... but some of Us are worse."
Koal cut the noise off and clenched his eyes shut, trying to drown out the voices that were screaming in his head.
KILL
The Demon quickly pivoted around, heading for the cave entrance, needing to be away from the woman for a second. He stumbling into the snow, collapsing to his knees. His eyes were quickly bleeding black liquid, painting the skin of his cheeks. Tears intermingled with the substance, turning into a dark grey mix that dropped into the snow beneath him. The black aura slowly faded, leaving Koal there, breathless from pain and memories.
He shakily stood up, and walked back into the cave, not meeting Dawns eyes, ashamed at what he had almost given into. Her earlier words echoed in his ears, and he admired her will, for it was stronger than his own. Dawns eyes held a question, and Koal shook his head.
"I might explain later, but for now, I need a minute." Dawn nodded, turning her attention back to her wings, and inspected her further ruined clothes, shrugging. Koal rolled his eyes at her carelessness, and walked to the fire, spitting a little bit of blood into the flames.
"How violent is that demon inside your head?"
"It's strength is in words."
Koal was slightly disturbed that he felt a strange sense of satisfaction at those words. A slight aura surrounded him again, this time under control. Koal looked at Dawn, his lips a thin line as he regarded her seriously.
"Not all of us are like that, you know. Demons."
Her eyes regarded him again, calculating and invasive. Koal met her gaze evenly, letting his eyes fade back to their natural violet. He threw a disarming smile, half-tinged with his regret. She then turned her attention back to her wings, and Koal turned his to the ever-shifting flame. He let out a deep sigh, still fighting his violent instincts from winning. His aura faded again, and Koal turned his head towards her again.
"I wasn't always like this... I used to be human, like you once were. But the more you keep you demons with you, they change you." Dawn walked to the fire, sitting opposite of The Demon, intrigued.
"My world was, unpleasant, to say the least." Koal felt the words tumble out his mouth, his care about maintaining any secrecy gone.
"Me and my mother, we lived in horrible conditions, but still better off than a few others. She was a priestess. Ironic, no?" Dawn nodded.
"I was approached by an organization, Valkyrie, they were scientists and researchers who promised to allow my mother to live in comfort, as long as I volunteered as a test subject." Koal's eyes misted over as he lost himself in his memories. "I accepted, of course. My mother was all I had to my name, and she deserved better."
"They....there's really no better word than torture. They tortured me for months. They broke me." A lone tear traveled down his face and he let out a rueful smile.
"I know you know what that feels like. The feeling where you don't care. You take risks without giving a damn about the consequences. Waiting for the moment when it all ends...
And it did end for me. I died." Koal let out a chuckle, his smile growing wider as all his pent-up emotions flooded out. It was a melodic sound, the rasp that usually occupied his voice not present.
"It would have been great to call that an end to my story. But I was approached by a figure in my darkness, he offered me power, a way to end the people that had taken everything from me. His only request was my soul. Seemed like such a good deal at the time."
"I kill so many people that day. And there's not a moment that goes by where I don't see their faces when I close my eyes. Something tells me you understand exactly what that's like as well."
Dawn had a peculiar expression on her face, an emotion he couldn't identify in her eyes. Koal turned his gaze back to the Fire.
"We're not all bad... but some of Us are worse."
"...If the soul is left in darkness sins will be committed. The guilty one is not he who commits the sin, but he who causes the darkness.”
-Victor Hugo Les Miserables
-Victor Hugo Les Miserables