Devil Equinox

Who was this person? From their speech, I can tell that they were a male. Afraid, shocked, intense and exhausted, they had a rough night. Then again, they rushed into here.

Wait did they bring me in here. This old cabin out in the woods, away from other humans and were a demon roamed or should I specify, where demons roamed.

It wasn't safe out here and this cabin wasn't up to the challenge, but it has been a good hiding place. I sat up on the bed, and I looked down at my abdomen. The wound wasn't fully healed, but it made significant progress from the time I was asleep. I didn't know how long I slept for.

In that moment I felt glad to not be in that room. It was far worse than being tied to a stone in a room by angels keeping me as a captive.

She was far eviller even the demons I commanded wouldn't have done such wickedness, though they had done ravenous things to captives, both male and female.

The male looked out of the window, checking for something. He stepped away from the window and turned to face me. "Do you always have that eyepatch on?" he asked. It was a very unusual question to ask in our current predicament.

I looked back at my wound again, placing my left hand over it. "Who are you?" I spoke in my deep, tired voice. He sighed, "I am the one who saved you from that thing outside," he answered.

My brows furrowed, and I was sceptical when he told me that. He saved from that creature. The flashback of what had happened last night came back to me. It felt like a headache that was subtle yet hard to get rid of.

Lowering my head into my open was the best thing I could to try and get rid of the headache from the flashback. It stopped.

Should I have been relieved? Maybe. It was a new experience for me after all.

"You good? You were on the verge of death when I found you, and … What the fuck?" he was caught of guard by my wound, I guess.

"Are you one of those things?!"

"No, I am not,"

"Then what the fuck is with your wound?! It was fucking larger than that. Now tell how the fuck did it get smaller? I know you aren't a fucking human!!"

"Do you really want to die?" I spoke calmly.

"What the fuck do you think you are going to do?" he asked. In my situation he held a weapon, a gun, and pointed it at me.

"Why did you bring me here, if there isn't danger outside?"

He started looking outside, yet he was very cautious about what was happening. "Fuck?!" he shouted. He put the gun away after realising I wasn't the danger he should've focused on.

"Well, can I get an answer?" I asked him.

"I found you outside in a bad state, unconscious, with a monster outside. I think it followed us out here. It shouldn't be doing that, so it means it got provoked by something. You might have provoked it."

While he spoke, he put his hands on his sides the gun in his hand. I grumbled after hearing his answer.

"That thing is still out there, hunting for its prey,"

"How do you know that?"

He paused, looked me in the eye with a look of guilt in his eyes. "How can I put it… "

"Lying to me will be the last you could do; I won't even blink an eye at the opportunity. So please, pick your words wisely."

His eyes looked away briefly, deciding on what was best for him. He didn't dare try to deceive me.

"Last night I saw you fly in the sky, and I was with that monster you saw. I shot you out of the air and let it come after you. I thought you were one of those bodies that got out of the pit after being thrown in,"

My eyes narrowed. What he was telling me sounded absurd, even worse preposterous. His words didn't just stop at surface level pain.

"I thought you were just one of them. Then when my friend had you, you shot her in the mouth. She was in pain, and I realised you aren't just another one of those guys she feeds on."

"You were going to feed me to her,"

"Look you weren't the first one to fly out of that pit. Your wound was big, almost the same size as my palm. Now it is the size of my finger, it just tells me you aren't like them."

Then a loud noise came from outside, a screeching noise in fact. He looked outside and told the monster that was going to kill me to come inside.

I tensed up my body ready for conflict.

Moments later, young woman walked inside barely with any cloths. She was caramel skinned, her ears were pointy, nose small and defined, her eyes were slim and wide, her lips were plumb, thin and a dark shade pink, rosy slightly defined cheeks, she had lush, black, short, straight hair that she preferred. Her attitude was demanding, she was in control and got what she asked for, typical tomboy and she was fit.

"Where the fuck are my clothes, Nate?" she asked.

Nate pointed at the drawer beside him.

"For fuck's sake why did you call me in when I was hunting? Did you want to see me naked you fucking pervert?"

She then took out her clothes out of the drawer and put them on one by one as fast as she could.

"Felicia, there's your prey," he told her pointing at me. She turned to look at me and she slowly got pissed. "You fucking bastard!! Do you know how much that fucking bullet hurt. Aah, I am going to kill you,"

I slowly got up from the bed, and I was able to stand. Looked most of the drug was gone but I wasn't sure yet. I glared at her and spoke, "Be glad I couldn't fight you or else you wouldn't be here talking the way you are,"

She scoffed. "Yeah, let the fucking prey talk. That would do us some good,"

"Felicia, do as he say. There's something coming from him and its very heavy, way too intense for me to resist,"

"Are you two lovebirds done over there?" I asked. They both stopped and looked at me. "Good. Now, how the fuck do I get out of this fucking forest?"

Felicia was irked by my words, and Nate had to hold her back. "Who the fuck do you think you are calling a couple!" she resented.

She was very short-tempered. Made me wonder how she survived all this time, but I didn't know them enough to conclude anything.

I looked around the room. Then back at them.

She walked up to me and tried to place her arm on me. I grabbed it and twisted it, instinctually she moved her head to hit me with a head butt, I caught her face with the palm of my hand and held it. I then whispered in her ear, "Let's not die before we get anywhere far, okay."

Then I pushed on to the floor. It wasn't much force, but it was enough for her to hit it with a hard fall.

Nate didn't try to help.

"How far am I from Downtime City, I need to deal with someone there?"

She groaned, got up and tried to attack me. I ducked and hit her in the abdomen.

Maybe I held a little grudge against her. I definitely did.

The punch was weak just enough for her to fall on the ground and tightly hold her stomach.

The useless on looked at her and said, "Stop hurting her please," I looked at him and wondered if he was serious. "I wasn't planning on hurting her, she just didn't want to stay away," I said slightly twisting the truth.

"I want to get back to Dr. Dhalia Portford," I spoke.

Nate looked at me with fear in his eyes. He knew her.

"Why the fuck do you want to go back to her? Argh! Do you want to commit suicide? You are a bigger dumb ass than you look. I was really thinking about fucking you later." Felicia said on the floor.

"Look we could help get back into the city but getting near her is close to impossible,"

"I am going to ignore whatever horny shit she said and ask you why can't get to her?"

"We were her experiments and we ended up here because of her. The trauma we have from those tests, the broken minds we have and the scarring it left us are because of her. All we can do is take back to the city,"

"Like he said. We can't go back to her and if you needed our help we couldn't help you."

Slowly the tomboy got up and held on to me as she did. "Fuck you hit hard!" she told me.

"That was a weak punch," I told her.

"Shit really! Fuck, maybe you should use more of your strength to put me in my place a bit more," she said. She then bit her lower lip a bit, she liked me for something else.

"Take me back to the city,"

"What? Right now? I wanted us to get really close with each other and maybe get to know each other on that bed,"

"Felicia get away from him," Nate said, and pulled her away from me. "She has never been like this; something is but I will take you back. It's going to be a one and a half hour walk from here."

I nodded.

Later we set off back to the city through the woodland forest. There wasn't much that happened that was of great importance, so, I forgot it all.

That son of a bitch lied. It took longer than he expected because of some guests he didn't take account of. They both fought well in that time, managing to kill a few demons in the forest.

They may have been summoned by people around here.

When we near a clearing, they stopped and Nate told me the rest of the way will be don by me. I nodded and they walked back into the forest, while I walked back to the city and my first stop was my apartment to get what I needed at the time.