Aiden
"I don't think it's around here" Micah leaned against a tree, to bored to engage in the search with the rest of them
"Humour me" Aiden teased as the other guys was still searching.
"Why would a mythical creature show up in these woods out of all places" Micah frowned
"All I know that it's important to the Angels and If it's important to them it's important to me" he responded.
Somewhere in these parts was said to be a tool, or a being to be used as a weapon against them. What it was or what it looked like he wasn't sure. But the all-seeing witch hadn't let him down so far.
"It's here we found it" One of his men shouted further down.
In an instant Aiden appeared next to them looking down at the find.
In the ground built out of twigs and rocks was a male genital in all its glory.
With his men laughing Aiden couldn't help himself to laugh aswell. He shook his head "alright boys i get it, we're done here"
Throwing him a bottle Micah had appeared next to him.
"You're to obsessed with this. The angels hasn't been up to anything for centuries"
Aiden leaned against the tree next to him taking a sip. He didn't think they had abandoned any plans of trapping them and the rest of the demons in the underworld.
Deeming them unsafe to walk the earth when angels had done far worse for humanity than any of them. Trying to help humanity only resulted in wars, it what had plunged the entire planet back to the dark ages. But it's what they wanted he was sure of it. Having humans worshipping them again and blaming them for all evil in the world all over again.
He might not feel the need to rescue every poor soul he encounters. And he had a habit of bringing out humans dark urges but he had never started a war.
He had snapped a few necks or eaten a couple but he had never caused a genocide.
And his influence disappeared as soon as he released them.
With angels it was tricky, humans had a sense of entitlement or feeling chosen for a higher cause and would stop at nothing to get their view of peace. Even if it meant slaughtering millions.
But heavens forbid Aiden snapped a neck or two or people having sex in his name.
Aiden was the head of demons, he was the most powerful blood demon. At his side he had Micah, a shadow demon. Soul taker. He was the equivalent to a angel of death. The only reason he was a demon was cause he had no respect for the balance. If he wanted a soul he would take them. Good or bad, before or after their time didn't matter to him.
With Aiden being the strongest he was in charge.
Like human parents letting their children fight it out amongst themselves so had demons, angels and humans been left to fend for themselves. Their creators, who ever they were was nothing but stories human told eachother as religion.
Micah pushed him teasing "I bet there's a town nearby that hasn't seen fun in ages"
Aiden smirked. They would pretend to be humble travellers and tell their stories and take the towns wife's while everyone was high on their influence. They'd pretend like they hadn't acted out their most suppressed needs all night.
They would greet eachother like they hadn't just been sharing the same cock hours before. And they would be fine pretending that hadn't been the case.
Humans was funny like that, always pretending they didn't have needs or urges. It didn't matter much, humans was just playthings while they battled it out.
The smell of blood snapped him out of it and the other demons sniffed the air looking back at him with a excited smile. Aiden's eyes turned black and he smiled back.
His men was ruthlessly without mercy. They would take pleasure into ripping anyone from limb to limb and feed on the fear. That was the way of lesser demons. Aiden preferred resistance, keeping their energy around. He hadn't had a worthy companion in ages. Most times he would eat them quickly.
He had a few prisoners. Evil people worshiping willing to give them self. But they never had enough humanity to keep them from becoming what they were now. Just empty meat suits spending their days waiting for his return.
He was ready for fresh. He gave a quick nod and in an instant they appeared near the source keeping their distance. Watching as some old woman was shaking smoking tools mumbling words he hadn't heard before.
He frowned. It was definitely a ritual but why could they smell blood if no one had been cut yet.
Micah was next to him "I think the ritual is for us"
"It wasn't working" Aiden chucked
His men was eagerly tasting the air
"we can pretend we got summoned and grab the women and eat the town folks"
He looked out at the towns people. Seeing the priest in his ridiculous clothing. And the false prayers coming out of his mouth.
He could sense the tainted soul within the meaty exterior. A corrupted priest, he would enjoy breaking him.
"I want the holy man" Aiden had his eyes set on him. He would suffer and it would be sweeter than any blood the women could offer him.
"Let's go" his men agreed
In an instant Aiden appeared Infront of the old witch who appeared to be having a heart attack at the sight. Seemingly shocked by her own abilities to bring forth a demon. The townsfolk started fleeing and his men went after them like dogs chasing a rabbit. Aiden backhanded the witch to the ground looking at the terrified women. All crying and begging for their lives, praying like he had expected them to.
Foolish things meddling in things they didn't understand.
One woman stood straight not showing any sign of fear.
A playful demonic smile appeared on his lips. It had been long since someone stood up to his true form. He walked slowly on purpose, slow would give her time to think and time to get scared. Slowly gaining in on his target, she would crack before he reached her. The sobbing and screaming of the women intensified as he walked past them one by one but she stood strong.
Shorter than all of them she still stood taller.
"This one is mine" his command echoed to his men and they all stopped and watched with amusement as he approached her.
Her gaze still avoiding his he fought the urge to grab her black hair and demand her attention. The smell of fear and blood in the air almost drove him into frenzy.
He took a breath, regaining his control.
No, slowly he would toy with her.
He gently put his hand under her chin, forcing her head up and she meet his eyes.
He could sense her fear but she wasn't terrified, she didn't look away. She had her arm crossed, covering her chest. One hand strangely positioned under the other. He followed her arm with his eyes and stopped at her hand hiding under the other.
Not hiding he thought, no she was holding something.
He knew the smell of blood came from her.
Looking back in her eyes he was daring her.
Waiting to see when the decision would be made.
And she did, in a second she had buried the knife in his guts.
"Good girl" he thought proudly as he grabbed her throat. She grabbed his wrist holding herself up. She didn't struggle and didn't break eye contact.
She's brave.
The woods was completely silent when he slowly pulled out the knife. Using it's sharp edge to trace her beautiful face, Piercing blue eyes staring straight into his, her plump lips probably as soft as they looked. He could bite through her skin with ease. Lost in thought, he cut her cheek not on purpose but she still didn't budge.
The priest moved closer saying something Aiden chose to ignore. His focus was this woman, he would break her will. His reached out with his influence trying to find ways in but she was solid.
The priest appeared next to him and Aiden grabbed his throat without breaking eye contact with the woman. The woman seemed to enjoy the holy man's struggles. Her mind relaxed her barriers.
That's my way in, kill the holy man.
He looked straight into the priest's tainted soul. The holy man had a special interest in the woman, but she wasn't his. He smiled at the thought.
He would taste bitter compared to this one, waste of time.
He snapped his neck and turned his head back to the woman.
You would taste sweet though.
He could feel his influence finally getting through.
He didn't want to force her, he would simply remove her defiance. She was fascinated by him, she wanted to give in she was just to stubborn.
She was tough but he would get there, she had let go of his arm and the girl crying next to her. The only one not running
Loyal, he thought. It was admirable.
"Take me but leave her"
There it was, the begging. Much better after a struggle. He smiled victoriously.
"What would you do for me in return?"
"Anything"
He would push that promise, see how far he could take it. Ideas was already forming in his mind.
"That's a brave promise to make" he smirked.
Had she really thought it through?
She moved her hand to his face tracing it, inspecting it. His influence over her was still weak but it was getting stronger, killing the holy man had shifted something in her. But he needed her to give herself willingly.
Seeming more determined than ever she repeated.
"anything"
He studied her features for a moment, her determination. His eyes taking in her petite figure, how could something this small be so strong.
Fuck she was gorgeous. And she soon would be his.
"Deal" he grabbed her hair pushing her down on her knees. She didn't resist or fight back, it was complete surrender and it was beautiful.
Having her on her knees under him made want to take her then and there. Looking down into her eyes as she looked up at him, the intensity they gave back it took all control he had not to tear her dress off.
Fuck I hope you survive this.
He used his teeth to open up a vein on his arm putting it against her lips. Feeling the suction of her lips and her tongue gently touching his skin he got a different image in his mind.
An image that almost drove him crazy.
He stroked her hair almost whispering
"good girl".
He knew it was painful. His blood would feel like acid reaching her throat, painfully taking bounding with every cell and thought in her being. His blood would ensure she couldn't escape him. He'd know every thought and feeling as his blood took over her senses.
He continued to stroke her as she dug her nails in his arm out of pain but she didn't stop. She was keeping her promise and he would keep his, even if she didn't survive it.
She started coughing and he pushed her away from his arm.
He kneeled down and held her as she lost consciousness, stroking the hair out of her face and touching her lips with his thumb. Beautiful and tainted black against her pale skin, covered in his blood.
Smiling he was admiring his new toy.
"So brave"
He took her in his arms and nodded to Micah to grab the crying girl. She was kicking and screaming thinking we had killed her friend, much to Micah's amusement. He had his big arms around her and in an instant they appeared the bedroom of a town a few miles east.
He placed the woman on the bed and Micah let go of her friend kicking, dropping her on the floor with a thud.
She crawled on the floor in confusion. Traveling with humans was always funny. Their minds simply couldn't handle being in one place and appearing in another. It made them sick.
"you can stay here or leave but the girl stays" Aiden looked down at the now angry girl. She rushed to her friend side wiping her tears.
"I'm staying"
Aiden bowed his head slightly as he left the room.
Micah shook his head "a new pet?"
"If she survives the day" he shrugged. It would be a shame if she didn't.
"She had to much, she'll wake up being another sack of meat you control" He wasn't wrong, but she would be a beautiful sack of meat.
"I'll get her some nice clothes and I'll bring her with me as a personal maid" he winked.
Micah shook his head.
"Unbelievable"