I didn’t ask for this! I didn’t ask to be born! To be made!
“At this point, I could care less about thanks. Just incase you haven’t noticed, you’re not the only one here that’s not exactly Hell’s favorite demon right now. But I don’t give up without a fight, and Crowley will pay his dues a lot sooner with me in charge.”
“Everyone pays their dues eventually. I just want to keep that time as far away as possible.” Or, in his case, never having to pay them, but that was besides the point. “If I keep my head down, I don’t have much of a target on me, but…. you’re right.” even if it pained him to admit that little fact. “Among other things… Crowley has to go.”
“ boredom gets the best of you, ” heels echo the alley as she steps over bodies and perceives their demise from above, “ call me an instant admirer. i’ve been looking for someone with your strength, ” she ponders what else can he do, how can she persuade, what did he thirst for? power, respect, and wealth comes with her guarantee but she also means to protect herself before allowing anyone, let alone a stranger, take advantage.
“ only on days that end in the letter ‘y’. ” it wasn’t the entire truth, but it would suffice for the moment. or, rather, he hoped so at least. then again, ky rarely had days where he wasn’t bored or bothered with something in all reality. “ an’ i’m quite sure you can find someone who can match it. ” possibly, but ky was being somewhat modest for the moment, and not admitting the blunt reality that there were only a few who could match him on good days. “ might not be tomorrow, but i’m sure someone can. now, what do you want? ”
For people that don’t know; my birthday is tomorrow! So uhh… that’s a thing. At any-rate, i’m going to be attempting drafts, and playing warcraft!
Her eyes widen for a moment in time. It’s as if she’s living in slow motion, witnessing as his vice grip finds its temporary homage against her neck. She knows his strength, but she’s also been trained for when issues such as this arise – ( after everything she’d been through ) – however, she’d never anticipated his soft touch to become so HARSH. Martial arts ( & self defense training ) keep her from being held captive for too long, sharp to raise her arm and remove the extension of his arm by swinging downward. With a gasp of air, however she struts backwards, leering at him as she’s NEVER glared before.
“DO NOT fucking touch me! Ever again!”
He’d warned her about what he was capable of and what he’d do when the time came. He had told her time and time again that he was unstable – or maybe that was just in his mind. Not that it mattered now. All that did quite possibly matter was if she would come out of this alive.
Of course, his answer came shortly after his internal question; her moves were quick and unexpected. Something he should have foreseen, but he always forgot or maybe he didn’t care about what she did or had been through.
Ky’s eyes narrowed, but not out of hatred ( even though that was one way it could be truthfully described ), nor anything specific like that. No, the demon was amused. More so due to how she reacted so quickly, and with-out any hesitation to speak of.
His hand went back down to his side as he took a step back. If he was thinking clearly, there would have been a string of apologizes running through his lips, but for now… there wasn’t.
Instead, he glared at her. “You should watch your tone, Less-” he started to say his usual when he got angry, but at the last moment, he cut himself off with a grunt. That way, all he had to do next was leave – he could fight this another time.
For people that don’t know; my birthday is tomorrow! So uhh… that’s a thing. At any-rate, i’m going to be attempting drafts, and playing warcraft!
Ky really HATES holidays….he dislikes every single holiday in existence. It doesn’t matter what it’s for, doesn’t matter if it’s a day for the country, a day for people who have died, or even a day for a religion; he hates them all.
He doesn’t even celebrate his birthday nor does he feel it’s important. If anything, he will attempt to be decent on those days if it’s someone he cares for or trusts, but besides that? He will possibly just ignore that the day exists.
ONCE HE HAD TRIED HARDER; to deny the existence of what he was and spend his entire time hidden away in darkness. for a time, it had protected himself, but that time was OVER. it was far easier now to walk in a CYCLE of hatred than attempt to change it. far easier to ACCEPT the fact that NOTHING could EVER be changed than try to fight it.
however, he NEVER truly gave in; it seemed like he did on most days, but still part of him FOUGHT. still part of him actually WANTED to be something more than what he was currently. even if the reality was a stark contrast – he was BOUND to be a demon. it didn’t matter how hard he wished to be something else… is final end point would be ENTIRELY hellfire bound and there was NOTHING he could do about it.
“It’s never enough,” he finally said. “it will NEVER be enough; no one can change that. not the family down below or the idiots on high.” his hands formed into tight fists as he continued on. “ NO MATTER WHAT I DO, it won’t even phase anyone. just a CHILD who can’t even understand their place in the grand scheme… no matter how hard they try or what they do!”
On the warm side – that meant spot on. She wondered just how accurate she’d been despite his further explanation. Maybe she did have answers that he needed, despite the obvious resistance. “No. I don’t think you could have stopped. I think whatever it is that makes you this way, it’s more powerful than something you can overcome with willpower.” She doesn’t exactly empathize with him, but she is sympathetic to his situation. “What it is, what if you had something stronger to fight it. You’d at least be…curious about that. Right?”
“No.” Once upon a time he would have, but Ky didn’t see any reason to even investigating that option. It wasn’t due to what could happen should he go down that road, but rather… he knew that it could quite possibly be fatal. He already had most of Hell hating his guts – then again given his.. position that was obvious ( at least to him ). “I wouldn’t be – this… whatever this is,” he said running his left hand over his face. “Isn’t something that can be cured. No matter how hard wish to try.”
Hellfirebound 