❛ Don’t tempt me mate otherwise hitting you might be all that i do. And tell me why i should help you. It’s rare death helps demons considering you keep us in buisness.❜ Hitting him was really really tempting but then again Logan just liked hitting demons.
even ky’lar knew that giving a properreason to why logan shouldn’t hit him wouldn’t be easy and their past had already proven that. not to mention that in ky’s mind that it would have been so much easier for logan to simply punch him, but all the same, the demon was going to attempt to be decent ( well as much as he could be ),
❛ all i’m looking for is the location of a soul. ❜ he should have said more, much more in-fact, but instead, ky decided to keep it short, and maybe that way he wouldn’t get punched…. too many times.
Unlike his brother – Nero wasn’t someone who thought his actions through. If he wanted someones throat he didn’t think about it he ripped it out and right now the only one on that hitlist was the DEMON in front of him. His whole body shook with the anger he was keeping concealed and yet he was allowing the glee to enter into his eyes. He knew how true the situation was. The other would be ALONE if Nero’s mother truly decided to strike and given how old she was then the fight wouldn’t be completely fair against the child demon in front of him. The taunt did nothing more than make Nero laugh at the other – the words nothing more than a mechanical response to evade the true feelings the other was feeling. Or that was what it seemed like to the HOUND as he crosses his arms over his chest in a relaxed notion. ❛ Oh you sure do take a big GAME but thats all it is, you are NOTHING but some child wiht a death wish it seemed. I mean taking on a hound is one thing but taking on the leader. Jeez dude i didn’t peg you as someone stupid.❜
❛ i’m not stupid. ❜ oddly enough, the death wish he had wouldn’t simply go away due to the face he cared for someone, or even found a half-way decent way to go on with his existence. it was always there, an itch that the demon couldn’t scratch, and it got worse with each passing year. the longer he lived, the more desire he had to die.
however, over the years, he had learned to live with it, and even accepted death a few times. the only problem was that it was difficult to do so. that was something he learned the first time when he willingly attempted to end himself the first time and all it did was piss him off more. a reason to why, even now, he was willing to do whatever it took to stop the fighting inside his mind, and maybe have more than a simple moment of peace,
The spitting was nothing, if anything it was just another stamp on how CHILDISH the other was. Red eyes flash with humor as he just manages to dodge the headbutt and instead brings the other forward and slamming him against the wall again making sure to watch as his head bashes off it. Marrick wasn’t even trying, he could do much worse as he was older. Probably older than the males father. After all he had not wanted to fight and maybe it was showing in his actions he didn’t know but what he did know was that he was BORED already. ❛ All you are is a little fucking boy trying to grab something that isn’t yours. I can’t wait to watch you FAIL.❜
there was no doubt about it that marrick was older : that much was already clear long ago. a reason to why he knew this would be a challenge; when he fought older beings, he had to make a plan, and that took weeks of research, but this was done out of spite more than anything else. something, that shouldn’t have been done in any aspect —- yet, still, all the same, the demon found himself in a losing situation.
head bashed against wall as if he was a child — he was in reality —, pride weakened, and there as nothing he could do about it. though, the hound’s words were correct; he was still a child. one, that had much to learn…. even though he would never admit it.
a reason to all his response ended up being was a deep growl.
❛ You killed me FUCKIN’ brother and expect me to keep me trap shut. Damn you demons get fuckin’ dumber. And nah guess ya daddy doesn’t have fuck all ta do with it. Not after me mother has finished tearin ya apart. How’s it feel ta know tha the eldest hellhound ta exist is after ya pretty neck. One loyal ta only Lucifer but for tha sake of her sons she’d take ta archangel down aswell. Think if tha rumors are true ya daddy would stand and fuckin’ watch me mother tear ya apart.❜
usually, when people came after him for TEARING apart one of their family members, ky’lar was able to shoot back a few choice words, and be on his way. of course, this was a DIFFERENT situation all together, and he truly DOUBTED that simply WORDS would get him out of this. to say the very LEAST, it wasn’t a good place to be, but ky KNEW that he could get out of this one way or ANOTHER, ❛ there are SEVERAL who would want to see me TORN to shreds, but even more who would KEEP me alive. ❜ much to his dismay at times,
❛ so, let’s be PRETTY clear ‘bout this, yes? let her TRY and see what it GETS her. ❜ teeth were already BARED by his last words : his TAUNT coming out by DEFAULT as not just to prove a way he WASN’T scared, but also that he KNEW he would be facing this ALONE, and that not even LUCIFER could save him from this.
whether he belonged in the cage or not wasn’t the ISSUE here; it was that the demon didn’t just want to be out of it, but it was that he NEEDED to be. for one, ISOLATION never suited the demon. nor, did being restrained inside of a CAGE.
he should have KNOWN better than to ask marrick for some form of assistance ( a reminder he wouldn’t soon forget ),
❛ where i BELONG is far away from here, but LEAVE me like this, and i can assure you that you’ll NOT live to regret it.❜
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