Demon Sky—DARKSOMEONE41
Sky's POV
Nope. Can't catch me. Too quick for you.
A bullet flew at me before I turned sideways and it whizzed by me. I
grin and laughed at the hunters.
"I'm a demon. You're wolf hunters. You're out of your league," I
taunted. I flew up a tree using by large, black, bird wings, a 20 feet
wingspan. I tucked them in quickly and began to hop from tree to tree.
The warm summer night wind blew in my face and I could still hear the
hunters search for me.
I sighed in content as I changed my eyes. They became bright orange
and slits. The headache from hold in the change didn't exactly go away
but good enough. There was no way I'd change this close to hunters, no
matter what kind.
Using my lessons from Deadlox, I stopped running and I hid in a
crouched position and watched as the hunters stopped and looked
around.
"WHERE IS HE?!" Hunter #1 yelled, waving his gun around.
"I don't know but find him!" Another hunter yelled. He looks like a
gangster. HI GANGSTER #1!
"And why should we? We don't know you!" Hunter #2 argued.
"I don't know you either! Why are you saying 'we'?!" Hunter #1 replied angrily.
"Oh my Notch! Just shut up! Let's just find the damn thing so we can
collect the reward money," Hunter #3 snapped.
"Who died and made you boss?" Gangster #1 growled.
"The little intelligence you had left," Hunter #3 retorted. Not good.
Someone smart is on their team. Shit.
Taking a deep breath, I silently climbed the branches of the tree so I
could hide more.
Unfortunately for me, a twig was loose and before I could stop it with
my super speed, it fell and hit every other loose branch. They all
fell out of the tree and landed on the ground.
Are you freaking kidding me right now?
The hunters ran to my tree and I stood paralyzed. There's no way I can
move without being caught.
I looked back at the hunters and that's when I slipped up horribly.
My eyes glowed and they saw me. They saw my glowing eyes and whipped
their guns towards me. They began shooting at me over and over again
with their pistols. Using my super speed, I was able to dodge most
bullets. Most.
Hunter #3 was able to get 10 bullets into me because I was surrounded
in a tight tree. I let out a demon bird screech, which is like a
hawk's call just slightly deeper.
"I got him!" Hunter #3 yelled. He jumped into the tree and wrestled me
to the ground.
I gasped in pain. Silver and regular bullets aren't supposed to hurt this much!
Gangster #1 waved his gun. "Black bullets. We're not stupid."
"I'm not. You are," Hunter #3 muttered.
Black bullets! One bullet can kill a demon in an hour! 10...I'll give
myself 10 minutes. I am so sorry, Deadlox.
::::FLASHBACK::::
"Sky, I know you can do it. Just try!" Deadlox said calmly.
"I am trying! I tried...5 times!" I yelled in frustration.
"Sky, we don't want you to get killed and those eyes are a dead
giveaway. The Count and I are trying to help you. You just need to
try," Deadlox replied, voice steely calm meaning he was trying control
his wolf anger.
I snapped. "Oh shut up, you worthless piece of shit. You don't know
anything about being a demon. You know nothing at all. It's a wonder
how you have friends."
"You know what? Fine, Sky. You can figure out how to survive on your
own. The Count and I tried but you're such an ass. I'm done. Figure it
out yourself." And with that, Deadlox turned around and walked back
into the house.
::::END OF FLASHBACK::::
"Nighty night, Demon Bird," Hunter #1 sneered, pointing his gun at my
head. I closed my eyes, awaiting the bullet. It never came.
A loud series of howls came from nearby and the hunters stopped.
"Grab the silver guns!" Hunter #3 ordered. "It's the werewolf!"
The werewolf...Deadlox?
I opened my eyes slightly to see multiple sets of multicolored eyes
staring at us in the dark.
The eyes came closer and turned out to be a whole pack of multicolored
wolves. There were two different wolves from the rest though. One was
a large dark blue wolf with red eyes and tips everywhere. The second
one was a large black wolf with green eyes and tips. It also had nine
green-tipped tails.
"Dead...lox...Count," I whispered quietly.
The black and green one looked at me then pounced at Hunter #3. The
rest of the wolves attacked the others.
As the fight went on, I tried to sit up, only to be pushed down by the
blue and red wolf.
"Lie down, Demon Bird. You are injured beyond walking limits. Master
Deadlox will help us soon."
"Black...Bullets...10," I forced out.
Somehow, The Count understood. He nodded and barked to Deadlox.
Deadlox's head snapped over to me and left the hunter. He quickly but
carefully picked me up and we ran home at the speed of light. We
approached home and Jerome was outside, relaxing.
He saw us and opened the door. Deadlox turned human for me to be
carried in his arms. We all ran inside, including The Count, and went
straight to the medical bay.
Bajan and TrueMU, being in the living room, saw us and ran to the
medical bay as well.
Deadlox placed me on the hospital bed and Bajan and TrueMU immediately
set to work. They both grabbed tweezers and started pulling out all of
the bullets. There were two in my left leg, one in each arm, two in my
right shoulder, one in my right leg, three in my abdomen, and one near
my heart. They pulled them all out as I started fading in and out of
consciousness.
"Nope! We need you awake, Sky!" Jerome ordered as he handed Bajan
stitches. TrueMU started cleaning my wounds and Bajan followed,
stitching them up. I nodded slightly and stared at the ceiling, trying
not to scream as they cleaned and stitched. I felt someone and
something touch my leg. I didn't even bother to look. I knew who they
were.
TrueMU and Bajan put everything away and asked if anything was hurt. I
shook my head.
"Okay. You have a choice to either stay here for the night or go to
your room. You are not going back outside," TrueMU said.
"I'll stay here," I muttered. He nodded and everyone but Deadlox left.
Deadlox closed the door and walked back to my bed. I tried to sit up
and pull in my wings since I was really uncomfortable from lying on
them but bullet wounds stopped me.
Deadlox carefully sat me up and I slowly drew in my wings. My head was
throbbing from pain and from holding in my transformation but there
was no way I could transform now.
"Sky, are you okay?" Deadlox asked, concerned.
"Why?" I muttered.
"Why what?"
"Why did you come for me? Why did you save me? After all I said..."
Deadlox looked out the window and into the night. I stared at the
blankets covering my leg. "I knew you didn't mean it. I'm the same way
on the nights of my forced transformations. Cranky, sarcastic, rude.
So I know you didn't mean it."
"What if I did mean it?"
He looked at me and I looked at him. "Well I still can't let you die, can I?"
We were quiet for a moment.
"I'm sorry," I apologized.
He smiled slightly. "As am I. I didn't mean it."
"Hm. Me too."
"Hold on one second," he winked. He opened the door and stuck his head
out. "AY YO COUNT!"
I heard soft padding until the Count walked into the room. "Very
formal, Master Deadlox."
Deadlox shrugged. "Can you help?"
"Ah. Transforming. Yes. I can. This will only sting a bit." The
Count's eyes closed and my wounds began to disappear before they were
fully gone. No scars.
"Thank you, Count," I smiled.
He gave me a wolfish smile. "You are very welcome. Now fly, Master Sky."
I hopped out of the bed and opened the window. I climbed onto the roof
and handed Deadlox my glasses via the window. I spread my wings and
let my eyes glow. I let a black and orange light consume me.
TrueMU, Jerome, and Bajan were outside and stood to watch me transform.
When the light disappeared, I was a large black raven with a fifty
foot wingspan. My beak was sharp and my teeth were pure white fangs.
My orange eyes shone brightly and my talons were black and sharp. I
let out a screech and took off, headache slowly fading away. I turned
my head to see Deadlox giving Bajan my sunglasses.
He turned into his guardian form and I flew towards them.
"I'll race to Mount Redwood," I challenged.
"You are so on," Deadlox growled. And off we went, flying and running
like the wind, as if nothing would get in our way.
