Seraph was sitting in the observer's booth, waiting. Seraph was his "work" name. He was hired by a foreign employer to assassinate the CEO of their competitor. Seraph's job was as a hired merc and he was by far the best in the business, in and out in the toughest conditions faster than anyone. In wet works he's the type of assassin that makes people, who have enemies, keep an insane amount of cash on standby just in case he is hired on them in order to pay him off. He has no loyalty to an employer and takes side for whichever side that offers him a higher price.
He leaned against the wall of the doorway and peeked out every now and then for the CEO to leave the building and get on the vertibird waiting for him. The outcome of his jobs varied with each one. He was either quick and clean or loud and messy. Normally he'd pick the target off from afar or get up close and use his blade. He'd rigged explosives up on the vertibird as he made his way to the booth.
It was the dead of night and the CEO of Q.U.I Tech was due to travel across the country to discuss affairs with someone who wants to use their products. Seraph had to stay hidden because the entire airfield was covered with guards, automated sentry guns, and patrolling robots. He watched through his mask as the CEO exited the building and quickly made his way across the cold and wet airfield.
"Time to shine." Seraph said as he saw the CEO set foot on the vertibird. As the vertibird rose into the air and turned around to fly away, he pushed the button which set off the explosives and watched as the vertibird fell from the sky in a ball of fire. "Time to go home." Seraph said. Little did he know someone had been following him for the past few jobs.
Seraph opened the door to his house that was hidden deep in the Fexal highlands. It was a nicely sized cabin. He got his payment for the job which was an astounding 20 billon. He never really used the money he just liked to have it around. He went to the kitchen and mixed some Nitro drug in a glass of water to keep himself awake. He hadn't sleep since he first started to take the drug, mostly because he bought a ton of it. It had been weeks since he last slept and he couldn't afford to fall asleep.
Even though he was one person he was always constantly with another. A demon princess that had been exiled from her kingdom that went under the name Starr. She had terrorized people for months before finally coming across a small village in the forests of Nercia. It was the village of a clan that's name had been forgotten. She set her eyes to lay waste to the village, due to her natural hate of anything that wasn't her own kind.
She slithered her influence into the village for months before it tore itself apart in a mass attack between each inhabitant. Only two people survived the initial attack Seraph and a village elder. The village elder gave up the remainder of his life to putting a link between Seraph and the demon. You can't entirely kill a demon and since she was exiled by the demon king himself, she couldn't go back. The only choice that the elder had was to imprison the demon within a host, which was Seraph.
She constantly insults and belittles Seraph but when he's sleeping she can sometimes take control of his body and move him around while giving him very detailed nightmares. They rarely ever have a friendly conversation meaning it only happened once and that was when Starr tried to trick Seraph into giving her control. Seraph was marked with blue serpent eyeballs with white pupils for being linked with a demon.
He sat down on his chair and began to sharpen his blades, a thing he did to pass the time until his next job was revealed. His weapon of choice was a form of knuckles attached to the glove that had a small chainsaw like form of blades on each finger. His windows were covered with thick black curtains and shut. "Ever wish you could feel comfortable in your own body?" Seraph asked Starr in an effort to start a conversation. He wanted to get on good terms with her so at least he could feel safe. Starr stayed quiet as usual. "Why do you hate me so?" He asked her. "You're filth." The cold voice replied. "On the contrary I took a shower this morning." Seraph said. Starr scoffed at him and returned to her normal silence. "Do you think dogs have feelings?" Seraph asked knowing how stupid he sounded, in fact that was the reason he did it because Starr absolutely hated stupid questions.
Starr growled at him for a short second before staying silent. "Do you ever think about how vegetables aren't actual tables?" He asked. Starr growled again. "Do you ever dream about cheese?" Seraph asked. Starr stayed quiet. "Starr… answer me please. Starr come on Staaaaarrr." Seraph said annoyingly.
Starr manifested in her form of a fire aspect which was her top half but her waist down was a long tail of fire. "Quiet you… you…. You trash! Such idiotic questions. Of course dogs have feelings! And they are most certainly not tables! And what I dream about is none of your concern!" Starr said. Seraph just sat there smiling, pleased with himself that he can so easily set her off.
Starr noticed his enjoyment in his eyes and it only set her off more. She despised mankind but hated Seraph a little less because he was at least a little interesting. She loved to toy with him the way he did with her but she never went as far as to make him mad. She had only seen him mad at her once and it made her, a demon princess, scared.
Deep down he loathed her for what she did to his family and his clan when he was just a little child, but he also believed that there was good in her. Starr began to blush while being under Seraph's gaze, although you couldn't really tell since she was a reddish color. After being linked with him for so long it was actually really easy to read his thoughts including what he thought of her. Starr thought deep down that Seraph was a little bit attractive even though she was way too proud to admit it. His snake like eyes, handsome face, pale skin, layered hair which was light blue on the bottom layer and darker on the top.
"Earth to Starr!" Seraph called, knocking Starr out of thought. "Wha What!?" Starr asked. "Someone's out there." Seraph said making Starr hide away. He sat up and hid in the hallway for the person to come in. The door opened and a man walked in. He was in normal wear and calmly walked across the wooden floor and stopped in front of the living room table. He reached inside his coat and fumbled around for a second before pulling out a piece of folded paper in the shape of a triangle. He set it down on the table before turning and walking out the door and closing it gently.
