Yup! New chapter! Except it's not really a new chapter, it's chapter 2 part 2. And it's almost as long as Seeing Spots! Yay! Which makes this the longest story I've ever written!
"Nothing, Red, keep reading. "
"No, really." he stepped out from behind his desk, eyes narrowed. "I know you have a book under your jacket. I'm not stupid."
"Really?" The word was out before I could stop myself. Man, I am such a RETARD sometimes.
Red shuddered, trying to get himself under control. He loses it so easily sometimes. Like the time I knocked the pile of books over and into the pond…ah...good times. But back to more pressing matters.
"Look, Ashwind. I know what book is under there. I know what you want to do. And if you just give me the book without fuss, I'll forget about what you said. And we can just go back to reading or whatever you were doing, does that sound alright?"
I shook my head. "I don't have a book under here, Red. Honestly, you can be so thick sometimes- are you okay?"
He had closed his eyes and leaned against his desk, shaking. His skin was beaded with sweat and he was clutching the edge of the large oaken thing with painful force. He muttered something, lips white and bloodless, before relaxing. He opened his eyes again.
Something had changed.
His eyes were now pure red, without white or even pupils. He stood up, upright and non-slouching, and man, he was tall. How had I not noticed before? His claws were fully extended.
"Give me the book." He said, staggering towards me. "Give it, Ashwind."
Of course, I chose choice R, as in run. As in 'stupidly run away from a fully transformed Demon.' Not the smartest moment in my life.
I did have an advantage. Night without Moon. It almost seemed to struggle out of my jacket and into my hand, where it fell open. I stared at it in alarm; if I dropped it I would be screwed.
Then I saw where it was. 'Quickly Summoning a Demon' was the chapter title, and as I poured over it, I realized it didn't look too hard. I closed my eyes (Quick hint, kids, don't try this at home while running from an insane beast, okay?) and started speaking the powerful words.
'Asru aki…" As I kept speaking them, though, they burned my throat while coming up, and I couldn't stop them. They seemed to control me, spewing out as I ran, faster than ever, eyes now open. I realized that this was a stupid idea. One of the worst I had even thought of. What if it killed Red? What if- oh, shit.
I stopped running suddenly, my sneakers squeaking on the polished floors as I turned around.
"Ah…" I muttered, as I suddenly wished I hadn't.
There was blood. A lot of it. Red was lying on the floor, blood streaming from his face and onto those polished floors. The demon looked up, crouching over Red, it's claws covered in dark blood. It was one of the worst demons I had ever seen.
It was red, for one. A deep crimson, now freshly shiny with blood, which I had never seen before. On it's head were black and twisted horns, each ending in a sharp silver point. They looked like they could gouge, those horns. It's eyes were large and pitch black, like twin holes in reality. It was tall, maybe eight feet, but most of the length was in it's torso. The legs were small and stunted, each ending in a black hoof. The arms were long, dragging on the floor, and the claws were giant and clunky. The sight of them, soaked in blood, was enough to make me nauseous.
I was such an idiot.
