I awoke with a jump. I was not sure what had woken me, but I laid in my bed, breathing heavily and sweating slightly. I looked around the tiny, run down, apartment room and turned onto my back. The twin size bed was no picnic for someone my height, but I made it work.
I looked out the window between the boards, seeing the city and the people in it. Everything was tinted in red, for the sky itself was red and so was the sun. It was normal and we thought nothing of it.
The Demon world was no surprise. It was exactly what you would expect. Sin and filth everywhere.
People would walk down the street and steal from, rape, or kill anyone they please. Passers-by just watched in amusement. We were a cunning and cruel people, but we couldn't care. We figured we had more fun than the pompous, stuck up angels on the other side anyways. We did as we pleased and loved what we did.
We regretted nothing.
I got up and stretched, looking at myself in the mirror. Long black hair, tan skin, and pure black eyes. No just the pupil, the whole eye was black. Like something you see out of a horror movie.
I tied my hair up and slipped into a corset and some jeans with my heavy black boots. I slid my wrist cuffs on, sliding them right past my claws. I turned back and looked into the mirror.
Shit, I looked good.
I headed out and locked my apartment, walking towards the stairs. Suddenly, someone grabbed my shoulder and turned me around. I looked down and groaned. "Kyosan, what do you want? I was about to leave."
He looked up at me with angry eyes. He was shorter than I was, a lot shorter and had short black hair. His eyes were also black with a few piercings here and there. He glared up at me and growled stepping closer to me. Even though I was taller, I was still very afraid of upsetting him. He was strong... too strong.
"Where have you been!" he screamed at me, making me lean against the wall.
The moment he opened his mouth, I knew he had been drinking. He was notorious for that... staying up all night drinking then passing out. He would awake the next day with an awful temper and no recollection of what had happened.
I rolled my eyes and pushed passed him. "You have been drinking again..."
Apparently my tone sounded "smart" and "bitchy" and he didn't like it as he shoved me against the wall again. "I asked you where you were! Don't walk away from your brother like that!"
I growled and clenched my fists, my claws digging into my skin, making it bleed. "I was here all day! I just woke up!"
"Yeah fucking right! It is already 7 at night!"
I had nothing else to say. I had slept all day! What was I suppose to do, lie? I looked away. I felt him grow hot with rage and raise his hand to strike me. I froze and brought my arms up, trying to protect myself. Just as he swing his arm down, he stopped. I opened my eyes and looked up. His arm was in the hand of someone else. I looked behind Kyo and saw someone taller, someone a little taller than me.
He looked at me through devastatingly black eyes. He lowered Kyo's arm and pushed Kyo behind him. He approached me and stood in front of me, looking down at me. I leaned against the wall and looked up at him. He raised his arms pounded them on the wall on either side of my head. I jumped and looked away. He began to speak, his voice low and stern.
"Leave my friend alone. I don't care who the fuck you are. You DO NOT talk to him that way." He pounded the wall again and leaned closer. He smelled of alcohol and cigarettes. "Understand?"
I nodded as I growled and looked back up at him.He was making me so angry, I could just attack him right here and end his miserable excuse for a life.
He growled and pounded the wall again, turning away. I stood and went to turn, only to receive a harsh slap to the face. I cried out and held my face, looking back towards him. He only shrugged and smiled evilly, grabbing Kyo and turning back in to my brother's room, slamming the door shut.
I growled and headed downstairs, already having a deep inset hate for that son of a bitch.
