“SAVE YOUR SOB STORY FOR someone who cares, ky.” ross spits the words out, making a point when his hand waves the other away in the air. “sit here and wallow in your own self pity for all i care, but i’ve got better things that listening to your sorry ass.” one last annoyed look and then ross is turning on his heel. he’ll need to met up with tony and figure out a game plan. obviously, strange had seen something. maybe the iron man would know what it had been.
THE WORDS DIDN’T PHASE HIM. maybe at one point they would have, but that time was long since passed. the world had changed and ky was just about ready to change with it. no, it didn’t matter what he did – nor did it truly matter what anyone else did in this moment. far more people were dead now than there ever had been in existence and for what? a mad titan’s dream to ‘fix’ reality.
THE VERY NOTION of it forced the demon to shake his head for a moment or two. it was a no win situation he was in, but he wouldn’t classify it was pity – no, ky didn’t even know know to explain it. all he did know was that everything anyone knew about reality was at an end. “no one cares,” he said bluntly, moving to follow ross. “but you’ll owe me one either way.” though, even ky doubted he’d be able to do anything, but it was his own way – no, his version of saying he’d stick around to attempt to sort things out. even if all he wanted to do was ignore it all.
“Well I suppose that comes with the demon title, doesn’t it? Stuck fighting off whatever decides to kill you that day. But I can’t imagine you’re busy.”
“The title of simply demon is meaningless most days,” he said bluntly. “It’s when you go into my other one’s that it starts to take a bit more meaning over-all.” a shrug. “i’m always busy… just depends on the moment on the how.”
“–AND APPARENTLY, YOUR LIFE MATTERS TO YOU EVEN LESS SO THAN YOUR FREEDOM DOES.”
why did this D E M O N keep antagonising him was a mystery. his enormous fingertips began to glow subtly, scorchingly hot with the power cosmic that entrapped the hellspawn on the vast hollow of his palm. he was right, galactus did what he willed; but even as a limitless cosmic entity, sometimes he found that he was bound to listen.
“WHY DO YOU COME HERE, BEFORE THE MIGHTY GALACTUS? ARE YOU SIMPLY BORED WITH YOUR HIDEOUS PURSUITS, OR NO LONGER WELCOME IN THE FOUL REALM WHENCE YOU CAME?”
“i’m always welcome back home.” a truth that disgusted him most of the time, but the demon would never let that be known. no matter what he was or who he chose to be… he always knew that he could go back there. sometimes… he wished he stayed, but that was rare.
no, ky didn’t want to go back; it may have felt nice, but he enjoyed earth far too much than where his family was. something… that he’d have to work on eventually. “however, that doesn’t mean i’m bored or that i wish to go back.”
he attempted to find the right word for why he was here. amusement was one, but it wasn’t entirely accurate. nor was boredom – all the same… he thought it didn’t matter. not entirely at least. “I’m… searching for something.”
“ain’t it kind of dull?” his head is tilted. wondering how someone can spend their life toying with the souls of others. “i know i’d get pretty damn bored if i was the equivalent of hell’s collection lawyer.” his tone is clearly teasing, but his expression reads of genuine curiosity. ( @hellfirebound )
“it’s not my fault they take the deals – i just give them the offer.” then again, ky wished he didn’t have to do anything, but it at least was better than being trapped down stairs. while hell was his home ( in some regards ) he hated the very notion of going back there. “boring nor not… i’d rather not be stuck doing something else.”
right, it’s almost 2 am, and i didn’t to much writing today. however, i did finish the e-book! i just need to do some quick edits and then i’ll be done with this class!
so now he did not have just one demon on his herald’s tail, but two, working independently of each other. how troublesome. galactus did not hide his displeasure: strong jaw clenching, moon-sized eyes narrowing to brilliant slits.
“I WILL JUDGE YOU BY YOUR ACTIONS. AND BY THESE, I SEE NO DIFFERENCE BETWEEN YOURSELF AND YOUR GRANDFATHER.”
his otherworldly voice boomed, and his gaze flared dangerously with the power cosmic that burnt within him.
“YOU WILL SEEK YOUR ‘FUN’ ELSEWHERE. AND I WILL SPARE YOU ON THE CONDITION THAT YOU SERVE ME, AND THWART MEPHISTO’S ATTEMPTS TO GAIN MASTERY OVER MY HERALD.”
he should have known that by his own actions he was no different. ky may have attempted to change, but deep down he didn’t wish to. no, all the half-breed wanted was to have his place at the top, and know the extent of his abilities. a throne would have been nice as well, but it wasn’t exactly needed.
however, to actually hear confirmation that he was exactly the same – it was something that should have been shocking. yet, for the moment, it wasn’t. all ky could do was narrow his eyes and hope that he’d be able to prove he wasn’t – just not today that was.
“mephisto will get what he wants,” he said, knowing that his words were more than likely not going to earn him any favors. “if i interfere with what he wants… i’ll be dragged back.” he was about to say home, but instead, ky clipped his words at the last second. “that’s the way it is – family or otherwise… it won’t matter.” even though he wished deep down that it would.
“the moment he finds out or even suspects that i’m involved…” he shook his head as he trailed off speaking knowing that it would be useless to attempt to explain anymore of his situation.
Hellfirebound 