So I've had this in my head for days now, and I know I had Septimus as a major in my last one shot (that, and it's a bit too soon to start action up again), but the more I thought about it, the more I found this would be the best time to write this story. That, and Septimus isn't the ONLY main character this time, so it works. :p

I hope you all enjoy!

Aries sighed softly, too nervous and edgy to even finish his bowl of rice. Shame too, as it was his favorite. With lots of soy sauce...

The psychic had been living alone in Septimus' old lair in Nerezza for quite some time now. Ever since his friend had regained his true mind and gone to live with his brothers. Took Blitz with him to since Blitz was a baby dragon and all. Aries would never admit to it, but he missed being able to live with the fire demon and the dragon. Being alone in hell or Nerezza was nerve wracking... remember, Aries had been mauled years back, and since then he hadn't felt comfortable enough to live on his own. Without Septimus here to protect him, he felt like a sitting duck. Just... sitting here in high hopes he wouldn't get mauled again.

But he couldn't just leave either. He didn't have anywhere else to go. And it just didn't feel right for him to go find Septimus and ask him to move back, or if he could live with him and the Winchester's. It seemed rude, and, frankly, he would rather see his friend happy with his brothers. After all those years apart... Septimus deserved to be with his family again... although... a phone call every now and then wouldn't freaking kill him.

The demon boy sighed, shoveling a spoonful of rice into his mouth, trying his best to swallow it. Again, he loved it. It was his favorite. He just felt so nervous and terrified being here alone, he couldn't eat. Yet he hadn't eaten much lately, so he was going to have to force himself to eat.

Maybe if he grabbed a book, he'd be able to relax a bit better. He always found himself calmed when he read and ate. Looking up around the bookshelf, he levitated over a book called "Doppelgänger", figuring it would be an interesting read. He wasn't particularly picky about books. He did, however, wonder why Septimus kept so many when he never read ANY of them.

Flipping it open to the first page, he began to allow himself to be absorbed in the great world of books, absentmindedly eating as he read. He was so involved in the book, he almost didn't taste the soy sauce. That was one of the reasons he loved reading. He could just lose himself in the world of books...

As he reached page 5, he began to feel a little... off. the world around him began to spin and swirl. His head and stomach ached, and he could feel his hands shaking horribly. Feeling a little panicked, he tried to rise from his chair and go to the restroom, splash some water on his face or something, when the dizzy spell became to intense for him to take. Soon, he collapsed, his vision beginning to hazy in and out. Before he completely blacked out, however, he managed make out a few things.

The sound of footsteps growing near, and the image of black boots...

" ... Ugh... "

Aries groaned, moving his hand and lightly gripping his forehead. He still felt incredibly lightheaded after that small incident. Also a little sick, but he could handle that. It wasn't to bad really... he soon found that he was laying on the ground. Made sense, as he collapsed. But what REALLY gave him a jump start... were the red markings that signified a devils trap.

Immediately the demon rose to his feet, ignoring the horrible spinning sensation in his head, looking around the room. He was still in the dark world that WAS Nerezza, but how had he gotten in this devils trap?

" Ah, awake I see. "

Aries jumped at the sudden voice, spinning around and staring another demon in the eyes. A demon he despised terribly. The psychics hands balled into fists, a deep ocean blue glow engulfing them.

" Pyro... "

He hissed coldly. Yet the hellfire seemed FAR less than intimidated. He seemed amused more than anything. The hellfire snickered, raising an eyebrow to the psychics so called fury.

" Hello little mister sunshine. I see you're still living in Nerezza. Despite what it's demons have done to you... "

" Cut the chatter and just do whatever you're gonna do! "

Aries spat, trying to remain brave. If he showed weakness or fear now in front of Pyro, it would be all over. He knew what this demon was capable of. How he stole powers and left people for dead. Being weak and scared would only give the other more confidence and evil desires.

Pyro simply snickered at him again, clearly getting a kick out of his brave facade. The hellfire flicked the hair from his eyes, only to have it fall right back into place. Just as Septimus did often...

" You know Aries... "

He taunted, now walking circles around the psychic.

" While I was inside of Septimus, and we tortured that time angel Merek, I managed to catch glimmers of things Septimus couldn't register. And my... you seem to have a GREAT life going for you. "

The sarcasm alone was enough to send chills down the psychics spine.

" You see... "Aries" is the Greek god of war, and it would appear you were named after him. Which is odd to me, as you seem to be the opposite of the violent nature. Now... why would your parents name you a name that meant war, if you weren't violent? "

Pyro roughly grabbed the others chin, grinning wickedly at the boys clear discomfort.

" Is it safe to assume you were an embarrassment to them when you refused to be a true, violent demon? "

" ... What do you want from me, Pyro? "

Aries asked quietly, losing his voice horribly. He knew Pyro had seen how he was brought up. How his parents really were ashamed he couldn't fill his role as a violent demon. The son they always wanted... they themselves were powerful and feared, and they wanted Aries to carry on their legacy. But Aries just didn't think like them. He didn't want to be evil or cruel or terrifying. He just wanted a normal, safe life as a normal, run-of-the-mill psychic demon. He knew he'd never be normal really, but that hadn't stopped him from hoping... that's why he'd run away from his parents...

" Why do you care about me? "

Pyro smirked at this question, pulling back and flapped his wings, hovering above the ground slightly.

" Oh I don't. "

He said coldly.

" But Septimus does. And I know it would break his heart to see you in any pain. "

Aries felt his eye twitch slightly, crossing his arms. This was usually the line many demons used to signal their beginning of torture.

" Torture me if you want. "

He hissed, feeling something that hadn't happened in eons. His eyes had turned a harsh, evil demonic black.

" I won't talk. "

" Oh I know you won't. "

Pyro agreed, confusing the other into returning to normal.

" Your body is weak, but your mind is POWERFUL. Simple torture wouldn't change that. You are a SPECIAL demon, after all. But I just wonder... how strong would your mind be to evil desires? All demons have them. I'm sure you're no exception. So what would happen... if I were to do this...? "

With a snap of his fingers, the devils trap below began to glow bright. And almost immediately the psychic was filled with a horrible, searing pain. Aries screamed before biting his tongue, trying not to give Pyro the satisfaction of seeing him in pain.

Pyro seemed pleased with this, snapping his fingers again as if turning up the intensity.

An overwhelming feeling began to take over Aries. And he couldn't explain what it was either. A heavy feeling began to eat at his heart, and he could feel his powers intensifying. He felt strong... powerful... unstoppable. But with this came thoughts he'd never had before. He wanted to kill... to destroy... to seek revenge on his parents, who'd long since died. He tried to block them out. But with each passing second, the feelings and desires only grew. Until finally... he could feel himself slipping away.

The light soon left the devils trap, and Aries soon fell to his knees like a dropped puppet, his head hung so low no one could see his ocean blue eyes anymore. Pyro slowly stepped forward, using his silver psychic energy to lift the boy up like a lifeless doll, the others head still hung low.

" Aries. "

He said firmly.

" The new demon of war. Awaken! "

In an instant, the demons head raised. His eyes had become demonic with ocean blue irises and black sclera. Yet his face was void of any emotion, like he was nothing more than a lifeless marionette. A lifeless doll. Nothing more than a puppet.

" Good. "

Pyro purred, toying with the curl in the boys bangs.

" Now... go stir up some hell. "

Aries gave the man a simple salute, snapping his fingers and opening the portal to the outside world, jumping through without a second thought. Pyro simply grinned wickedly, crossing his arms proudly.

" Perfect. "

Noooo Aries...! My sweet little demons gone all evil on us! Aww... :/