I am taking a break from my larger works to write some short non-connected chapters from the point of view of the different Monster Types from the popular Yu-Gi-Oh! card game. To avoid confusion these chapters are based on monster types not archetypes, Type refers to the general grouping of monsters (insect, fairy, etc.) Archetype refers to the grouping of various monsters that share similar abilities such as (Toons, Junk, ect.)
I don't own YU-Gi-Oh!
Fiends
Little one you called out to us so many years ago and we answered. You formed a contract with us; we hammered out the details and what each party was entitled to upon the agreement. Some of us may speak only half-truths and others out right lie but we all uphold our end of the bargain for we know what's important and that is customer satisfaction.
Regrettable in you early teens you stopped asking us for help after being told what would happen to you for accepting the deal; you didn't know that the ones telling you have left out the part where you are allowed to decide you ultimate fate (death or demon-hood) that is one of the ironclad rules in every contract we make. Any among us that try to make any deals and omit that rule are dealt with post haste and the contract passed on to another who does follow our laws.
You now avoided us and try to do all you can without help from anyone. We feel slightly hurt that you now act as if we were nothing but a bad dream telling you to stop depending on others, but our contract and rules are absolute we cannot intervene in your life without consent either verbal or subconscious. Decades have passed and now you are adult no longer the young little tot that we protected as one of our own, we still hold a watchful eye over you, our charge. We see something amiss someone has been following you. He is holding a knife we frantically scream at you but you cannot hear us no matter how loud we call, he jumps in front of you brandish his weapon menacingly at you. The coward attacking someone unarmed it makes our blood boil, we want nothing more then act but the contract keeps us bended until you want our help so all we can do is watch as he places your life on the line for a few pieces of shiny metal and scarps of food.
We can hardly hold back any more seeing you knocked to the floor by this moron. Thankfully to our highest pleasure you called out for anyone to help you and we came just as we had when you were young and still looked to us for protection evil grins on our faces as we glared at your attacker. The fool was too scared soiling himself after we appeared that he didn't even realize he was already died, our mere presence toxic to those not holding a contract with us, now we stand between you and the spot your assailant lies cross eyed and foaming at the mouth. Your face shows both relief (for you are safe now) and sadness (you think that now we are here to take what you owe). We kneel before you and say that we were honoring the contract you made with us, we tell you of what will happen once it is time for you to deliver on your part and we tell you of the choice you would have to make. As you look upon us asking why would we denizens of the dark and abominations to all that is pure, honor a contract made so long ago even if you avoided us like the plague for so long? We will answer as we reach out to help you off the ground, very sure that we already know what you choice at the end will be, we will tell you "A fiend is simply a friend without the R"