Faking Humanity

by NewensFictionLove

They were the last of their races, trying to blend in amongst humans to survive. Can they find a way to make themselves stronger... with each other? Or will their demonic nature make that impossible?

1. Chapter 1

He sat over looking the streets, high up on the roof tops, the smells filling his nostrils were intoxicating. His eyes flashed from human to human. Debating his next meal before choosing that of a young lone female, he watched as she walked down one of the ally's, before flashing behind her, he tried to use his powers to push her against the wall, but watched in horror instead as she walked away.

He had only developed his demon qualities a few weeks ago, and was struggling to be able to make the best of his new found abilities, his father was a demon who mated with a human, making him part and part.

He growled as he began flashing back and forth from his human and demon forms, knowing he needed to feed soon to be able to keep himself hidden from the humans, he knew it was punishable by death if a human saw their real forms, punishable by death, or Slavery.

He froze as he sensed a new human approaching, he waited until they walked past him, this time choosing against attempting to use his powers and opting to use his hands to push the male up against the wall, lowering his fangs into his neck and feeding until he felt the blood trickle down his neck, moaning in satisfaction as he let the now deceased man drop to the floor, it's face visibly pale.

He smiled his fangs still showing with the blood dripping down his chin, he licked his fangs before closing his mouth and beginning to walk back home, he was still getting used to being able to flash, therefore still unable to flash long distances.

When he first found out he was part demon, his father had been so proud as he watched his only son take his first feed from his mother, he had watched in joy as his one time mate, fell lifeless in her sons arms. He had used the woman, used her to create his spawn, now he had his son. He had, had no reason for her survival.

Camdor growled as his mind flashed images of the scene of his mothers death, it still troubled him to this day. He wasn't aware of what was happening when he fed, but as soon as her body fell...his heart fell with it.