A story for the villain. Did anybody see this coming?
My break is officially over. I couldn't stay away from typing for you guys. ;)
Enjoy!
Septimus hissed slightly as he felt another demon doing stitching for a cut on his back. He was still recovering from the attack that stupid prince Fatch had done. Normally he could heal himself instantaneously, but since he was still adjusting to having his normal powers back, he didn't have enough energy to heal himself.
The demon he had helping him cut the string and carefully lowered the others shirt.
" Done my lord. "
" Very good. "
Septimus responded, stretching his wings out a bit.
" You may leave. "
The servant demon bowed towards the other.
" Yes sir. "
Septimus spread his wings, soaring through out his darkened world.
Things had become increasingly difficult ever since that stupid vampire prince began to hang around the vessels. At first, Septimus assumed the prince would have been in too bad a mood to wish to deal with him, or just not hopeful enough. But that had soon been proven incorrect. The first fight, Fatch hadn't had it in him to stop him. Hell, if it hadn't been for Jake, he would've killed Casper, Fatch and Thatch. But now, Fatch had somehow grown strong enough to stop him.
Septimus flew around a corner, enjoy the wind blowing through his wings. He would never grow tired of having his wings. In all technicality, he could make his wings vanish to appear more normal in the eyes of the humans, but he would much rather keep them, and strike fear into the messily humans hearts. He loved being a demon. He loved absolutely everything about it. He wouldn't trade it for anything.
Looking down, he suddenly found a strange scene below him. A dark red baby dragon with black spines was flapping its tiny wings as fast as it could as a horde of demons was chasing him. Normally Septimus would dismiss it, but it wasn't often a dragon was being chased around here. That, and strangely, he could feel an unusually dark aura coming from the young dragon. And a strong scent of blood. ' What are they doing to that dragon? ' He wondered, crossing his arms. ' I didn't tell them to mess with dragons... maybe I should see what's up... '
" Get back here you little freak! "
One of the demons, a female shadow demon with black hair, screamed. This only got the dragon to stop briefly, before flying up and smack into Septimus' chest. Due to not expecting it, the demon nearly lost his balance, having to make a landing. Septimus looked at the cowering dragon in his hand, quickly noticing the blood surrounding its left leg. ' So they broke its leg... ' He mumbled mentally. ' Guess that's why it was flying with those feeble little wings... '
Upon noticing their fearless leader, the horde of demons skidded to a stop, looking almost terrified.
" S-sorry sir! "
The shadow demon apologized, kneeling down on front of the mix matched demon.
" I-I didn't realize that this was YOUR dragon! "
" MY dragon?! "
Septimus yelped, looking almost mortified at the thought. The shadow girl looked up, clearly confused.
" This... this IS your dragon, isn't it? "
Septimus gulped, looking down at the spine back part of the dragons head. His mind was spinning... how the hell did this happen anyway? Did he want to defend this dragon? It was strange, but there was something about this dragon... something that told him he needed to defend it. That it was a dragon that was special. But why? Septimus never cared about things like this.
Suddenly the dragon looked up, and the demon became deeply mesmerized by its eyes. They were a normal black, and simply shining with fear. Moist and ready to cry.
There was a sudden jerk in the demons heart, something that he hasn't felt in eons. He didn't even know what he was thinking/saying until he heard it with his own ears.
" Yes. He's mine. "
The shadow girl seemed mortified by this response.
" I-I'm sorry sir! We'll leave him alone! "
Soon the demons dispersed, and Septimus soon carried the little dragon back over to his throne room.
Whats wrong with Septimus? Stay tuned!
... Wow... I must be sick if I said that... DX
