So yeah...all my chapters are pretty short. I always write them with the screen squished, so I underestimate how long they're gonna be. So...yeah. As of now, Ashwind has 2,202 words, which is the most I've ever written in a chapter story. Hell, this chapter has almost the amount (200 off) of Seeing Spots. Good job, neh?
Chapter 3
It didn't run at me immediately. It stayed there, stroking Red's face, whispering something. And this time I really did throw up, crouching on my hands and knees as acid came out of my mouth, splattering the floors. After a few seconds of staying still, whimpering, I stood up shakily and wiped my mouth on my sleeve.
The demon stroked Red's face with a tenderness that made me feel sick again. It grinned suddenly, and the sight of the sharp, ragged teeth and leathery black flickering tongue made me clutch my stomach again.
"Don't worry, brother…" It said, touching Red's face again. Brother?! That…thing…was Red's brother?!, I thought, taking a step back.
It grinned again, moving towards me. "Has dear Red not told you, young one? I am his half brother, Akkan…" It took a staggering step, and I could smell the rotten meat on its breath. My stomach heaved again. I wordlessly took another step back, but I couldn't force myself to run. It's eyes…they trapped me. I could see things moving under them.
Slowly, I took another step back, touching the giant bookcase that lined the wall. It was still talking, and although I didn't want to, I listened.
"Red gave me his eye in exchange for your life. Red is such a good boy…" It's (Or his, I guess) claws flexed into fists. "Such a good, good boy. But you look so tasty…"
He darted toward me suddenly. One second he was a few yards away and the next he was almost pressed up against me. He took my chin in his claws. I shuddered, pressing against the bookcase with increasing urgency.
"Such a pretty one…" He whispered, his tongue flickering close to my face. "I understand what Red has been saying now, snack. Perhaps I shall eat you…"
I whimpered in fear. Crap. My life was about to end, and I just sat there whimpering? C'mon, Ash! Fight!
Akkan smiled once again, breathing a repulsive fetid-meat cloud at me. I felt my stomach heave again. He opened his mouth, the ragging sharp spikes brushing my face. He prepared to bite…
And suddenly crumpled to the ground, spewing black blood that sizzled when it touched the ground. Red was standing a few feet away, one hand pressed over his eye. Blood still spurted out between his fingers, but he ignored it. He looked angrier than anyone I had ever seen. He pulled something from his pocket, a vial full of strange red liquid, and uncapped it with his teeth.
He tossed it at the demon, and it shattered, sending smoke everywhere as Akkan roared in pain. He writhed across the ground, and I could see different colored glass too, which meant he had thrown a bottle before.
Akkan sat up and grinned, black blood dripping through his mouth. "Careful, brother…" He said. "Keep your faerie safe…" and in a boiling cloud of smoke, disappeared.
Red looked at me and shrugged. "Sorry." He said. And suddenly collapsed, fainted.