Crisp metallic sweetened the night air. It was always so easy, like cutting though a cake, delicately and precise. Killing was an art he'd perfected eons ago when man first walked on earth. They've all evolved to more elegant standards from beasts they had once been but none to his status. No, He was on another level no devil could hope to attain. The demon let an evil grin stretch over his face, his favorite part wasn't even killing them, no his favorite part was their souls. So beautiful, so pure he watched at it lifted up so worried and scared. He reached out for it ready to take it, add it to his growing strength when he was stopped by a loud yell. The devil clutched his teeth and turned to see his witness. A mere child of a man, he would end his life swiftly.
" You there did you see who did this?" He stood in shock, could this boy not see him? Only purest of souls couldn't see his true form. They were protected from such horrors. He couldn't help feeling joy at finding an interesting new target. Noting his uniform a plan formed so fast even he didn't know he could be so cruel." oh Officer thank goodness! Me and my best friend here we were... we just. We were just going home, returning to our shared apartment. and now " He let fake tears fall from his face " He covered me and now he's gone, oh mon dieu how will I ever let his family know. How do I even live..we were.." It was an easy lie, his victim had no room mate and implanting false memories to everyone who knew the unlucky bastard would be a snap. Tugging at this fools heart strings was simply the best as he leaned down to comfort him.
"Hey there, Don't cry 'll figure out who did this to your friend. Lets get you home and cleaned up. Let me just call for backup... Oh and I know this is lame but I do need your name for the statement. If It helps my name is Alfred Jones. I'm sorry I just got put on duty this late, they've been trying to get someone to patrol this park at night until now no one would take the job not until I was hired here. I swear I won't let this happen to any one else." Faking a sad smile the devil took his offer with a nod letting himself be helped up. In human form he was a big shorter then Alfred, ah the name it was so lovely. Such a beautiful soul he wanted to devour him whole.
" Forgive my manners I am Francis Bonnefoy. We do not...I do not live to far from here. Thank you so much Alfred for helping me." He leaned on the boy looking back at the body. He had let the soul escape though it was no real loss. He found a bright soul he intended to darken slowly before devouring, the brightest souls always darken the most beautifully.
Sooner then either expected they were inside the victims, and as far as Alfred knew, Francis's apartment too. Francis had brought them both a cup of coffee and sat down closest to his target feigning sorrow as an excuse to study him. Really this human was just a boy, he couldn't be no older then 20 at the most. Why was he a night cop in a frequent demon hunting ground no less. Then again Alfred didn't know that part.
"Alfred " he sniffed cleaning his eyes of fake tears "Forgive me but I must know what is one so young doing in such a dangerous profession. You are a child, I cannot bear knowing someone like you there in a dangerous part of this city."
" Hey now I may not look it but I'm twenty two. My father is the chief of police, my mother is a kick ass member of the army serving us proud and my one of older brothers is a sheriff back in our home town. This type of work is in my blood! Don't worry about me. I'm a tough cookie. " Alfred was proud of his lineage , even if he was technically adopted into this family when he was younger but Francis didn't need to know that they weren't all his blood family because as far as he was concerned they were his loved ones no matter what. Sure he missed his real mom, he lost her so long ago he wondered if she was even still out there.
"As I said forgive me, Merely an old mans concerns for a beauty such as yourself. You're more a target then you realize Alfred. Oui, many dangerous things waiting to gobble you up. " His tone was joking and light, the way Alfred laughed at it warmed his heart a bit. Really this human was too cute. No wonder he was so pure, his heart held no hate not even after tonight his soul screamed justice not revenge. Sure Francis could strike now and eat his soul, with it bright and untainted but that was not what he liked. Francis was a master chef after all, he liked to slowly cook his food in sorrow, in pain, in rage, in lust, in pure white sin before consuming them at their darkest point.
He noticed a blush on Alfred cheeks after his laughing fit, he knew it wasn't caused from the laughter as he could see everything in the way his guest held himself and his soul was a perfect mirror to his emotions. Francis was flattered the boy was so quick to ensnare, the light pink on his face and his soul. The beginning of a crush. " Ah Alfred mon petit chaton, you are so cute. Thank you for keeping me such wonderful company. I will be fine for tonight. I will come down to the station to give my statement tomorrow I promise. We both need some rest."
Only after some convincing he would be fine did Alfred head home given an ok by his superior that it was a rough night. Of course he left Alfred with a kiss on his left cheek. To his hero it was a simple thank you an affectionate nature of his nationality but to this demon it was a mark. No one could touch his prey under risk of breaking the treaty set forth years ago by the clans.
After all, Francis has played this game before and he hasn't lost yet.
Alfred rushed into his house, his father would be working late tonight because of the murder. Of course even if he offered to stay and help he was shot down. " Of course you're not staying young man. Tonight was dangerous, you are way too inexperienced to be stationed in that area why did I ever let you talk me into bloody letting you!" Those were his dad's words before he was send home to rest and that they would talk more about it after this whole thing has settled down. Alfred wanted to be free from this pain the only one who understood him was his twin Matthew and even then Arthur treated him less like a child.
He remembered when he first met Matthew... Arthur had already been taking care of him for five years. Alfred didn't remember why their mother split them up at birth, he knew Arthur was great friends with her but he never spoke of her after she disappeared. Arthur only ever said she was very important and if anyone knew she had given birth then the twins would of been in danger. Of course Alfred only knew this because Arthur was talking to his wife when Al was but a boy and first came to stay with them.
Julie was a strong military women who loved children, they even had two sons of their own who were like brothers to him. He felt like the out cast having come so late into the family. They were all suppose to be asleep that night but he couldn't help himself he couldn't sleep and wanted someone to talk to. Alfred had listened to Arthur and Julie talking. His new mother and father.
" I'm not saying I don't want him here liebe, I just am concerned. Why did Amelia not leave him here with his bruder? It makes no sense. She mentioned nothing about him when she brought Matthew to us before we had our other two angels."
"I know, I myself am surprised she had not brought him then as well. She had only said that it was impossible for the boys to be together at that point. Two ends of the same coin that couldn't connect is what she said. Before she left she was crying.."
" I love them already Arthur, Matthew is just as much my son as Ludwig and Peter. Now Alfred is like a fresh flower to our growing family. Still it breaks my heart she could not raise her own sons. "
"She has a very high position in her world, they would be in danger, if not dead by now had she not brought them here. We must love them for her. And hope one day she can give them her love too."
" You're right.."
" Poor Alfred this will be harder on him then Matthew who never knew her alfred... alfred,
-ALFRED! " The bumbling cop hadn't known when he fell asleep only that his father was home and looking at him with a mix of anger and worry. "Son you should be in bed not on the couch with junk food. I hope this isn't how you comforted the victims friend. Come now lad, go to bed. It's three in the morning and we both have a proper busy day ahead of us."
" Yeah yeah, sorry pops just..had a dream about the past. I'll go to bed now." Alfred stood up, he towered over his dad now. A figure who use to seem so tall and protective. He missed being small. Before he could help himself he pulled his father into a hug. " I don't know if I ever said thank you for giving me a proper home" Arthur himself was put off by the sudden hug, he accepted it happily though hugging back with the same force. " Don't get too sappy on me or your mom will ship you back into proper police shape when she gets home. "
" Wouldn't dream of going soft on ya now pops. " He yawned mid sentence before rubbing his head. Yeah he definitely need to go to bed. Tomorrow he'd get a statement from Francis and start trying to find the creep who hurt the poor mans friend. Thinking of Francis made his heart beat ever so slightly faster. His cheek felt warm where he was kissed too, stupid french and their kisses. He can't allow himself to get too close to someone he promised to help in a rough time. That would be taking advantage of the situation and he would never in a million years stoop so low as to do something like that.
His last thought before he finally crawled into bed was that he would be the best cop the world has ever seen, he wouldn't allow himself to be corrupted by the perks and he would serve justice not blind service. With that he fell into a peaceful deep sleep.
Edit:: I reread this and noticed i made a lot of mistakes. I tried to fix it as much I could. I also have a bad habit of writing when i'm tired/really early in the morning before bed.