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The two walked the dark streets of the town in search of the tavern the guards had told Isabel about. They had been traveling for less than an hour before Isabel grew weary of the uncomfortable silence.
"We will deal with the pest later, but first we must finish our business here." She glanced at Cain as he walked beside her, but the demon payed her no mind. His eyes were focused forward and had remained so for the entire walk. During their time together never had the demon remained silent and the odd behavior was annoying her.
"I order you stop dwelling in the past and focus on the present, Cain and what has your tongue?"
Crimson orbs slid to glare down at the woman "never have I allowed a witness to live, Isabel. You have wounded my pride this night and I don't much care for it."
Isabel grinned, noticing the demon pouting for the first time since she met him "I apologize, perhaps I can make it up to you later? Right now we need to finish this troublesome errand so we can return and track down the rat."
Cain's eyes narrowed, watching her "is this task so important that you will ignore someone walking this realm with our secrets?"
Isabel shrugged and returned to looking in front of her as to not trip on anything down the narrow alley "yes, this a way to spread my name along the country side. It is no coincidence that my merchant would go missing. I take a regular trader's route and suddenly my cart disappears? I think not." She moved closer to Cain until their arms brushed each other and spoke in a low voice "besides, what will the rat do with the information, demon? He has no motive to destroy me so I'm not overly threatened by his presence. You have yet to understand the mind of a human, Cain."
Voices interrupted the two's argument and notified the demon of the human's presence. They were close and when Cain looked up to examine them, they seemed most familiar. Merchants from the town were drawing near and the demon was reminded of their disguises and that's when an idea came to mind that sounded most appealing to him. With quick motion, he grabbed his Mistress's hand and pushed her against one of the parallel walls. With a step, he trapped the woman against the stone and grinned down at her with his eyes gleaming.
"I believe I understand the basic foundations of human thought…" A hand slipped down and caressed her side in order to pull the woman snug to him. "Shall I make you guess what I am thinking, my wife?"
Isabel was about to rip the fictitious skin from his lecherous paws, but stopped when she heard their alibi. She found herself looking around, but that's when she dropped her guard and when she saw the shift in features upon the demon's face in her peripheral vision, her stomach flipped. Cain brought his unoccupied hand up and went to cup her chin. "You shall repay me now, Isabel." Then without further hesitation, he pulled her and claimed her lips with his.
Heat and bliss invaded her senses as the demon entered her mouth and she found that Cain had dominated her. His tongue brushed against hers and demanded her to follow suit which she did naturally. She fought to regain herself and attempted to move away, but that only caused the demon to growl softly in possessiveness.
Just like the demon had suspected. His Mistress tasted like pure ecstasy and he would not allow her to spoil this. He was a demon lord and he would take what he wanted, when he wanted. This was one of the reasons why the demon had ceased making those outdated Faustian contracts. He needed no protection against the divine as he had obtained power in order to fight them if it ever presented necessary. Taking a sector of hell was no easy feat, and Cain had done so after a hundreds of years of planning.
So then why did he make a contract with this mortal woman? He would admit her aura was electrifying and made her most compelling, but he could have simply abducted her and done what he wanted in the comfort of his own realm. It disappointed him that she had complied with his lustful demand only after struggling for mere seconds.
Then pain like twisting agony exploded in his mouth. The demon shot back and brought a hand to his lips. Blood gushed from the hand he brought to the afflicted area and his eyes blazed as he brought them up to glare at the woman who had wounded him for the second time this evening, this time in the physical form.
Never had he seen such hatred in his lady's eyes and for the first time in his existence, he felt guilt. She spat out a bloody object from her mouth and threw it at his feet. The appendage rolled until it hit the tip of his boots and the demon looked down to see the missing half of his tongue. She reached out to show him the emblem upon her palm and it glistened with the remnants of his blood.
"Disappear from my sight, you filth. That's an order." The harsh noise of the spike of her heel crunching into the stone was the only evidence the demon sensed as she vanished into the city. He couldn't see through the fog of his emotions mixed with the overwhelming pain that throbbed within his mouth. He attempted to yell out to her, but was drowned out by the blood escaping his lips and throat. He spat the excess liquid onto the alley's floor and began to wreak havoc to the small space as anger erupted within him. Rubbish bins flew and crunched into the stone and debris showered the scene.
"Oi! You there! Stop that at once!" A couple of guards rounded the corner and withdrew swords.
"It is splendid that you have arrived, oh protectors, as I am in need of souls due to my cruel Mistress's punishment."
Isabel stood in front of the tavern after running the remainder of the distance and bent over to catch her breath. Her feet throbbed in pain and her knees had not stopped quivering since the demon had touched her. Tears burned at her eyes and her heart pounded against her chest. She stumbled into the small alley beside the inn and fell to her knees. Tears fell and all she could do was hide in the heap of garbage until her sanity resurfaced. She brought her scraped knees close and wrapped her arms around herself.
She shivered and quivered like a pathetic creature and she slammed her fist into the bin nearest her. She was disgusted in herself, because she knew the true reason behind her wobbly knees and fluttering heart. The demon had seduced her and had succeeded. She felt betrayed, as she thought Cain was different and her heart without her knowledge had offered a portion for the demon to live in. It stung where he had touched her, but how could pain be so sickly sweet? She curled even closer to herself and sobbed through her conflicted emotions.
She was unsure how long she remained there, but she was brought back into the present when a cloth was set on top of her head. Scowling, she grabbed the linen and looked up to shoo whoever had found her, but stilled when she saw the form of the dark cloaked man.
"I seem to always find you in the most awkward of situations, my lady and might I say you look stunning splashed in crimson." The man kneeled before her and took the cloth from her hands to begin dabbing at the corners of her eyes. The hood fell back and she could see his emerald eyes watching her "did your pet bite you?"
"Why are you following me?" Isabel asked, growling. She didn't bother asking the man how he had managed to disappear as she certain she wouldn't get a straight answer, but she felt satisfied he had not gotten far.
"How conceited you are, Miss Crane. Don't you understand our meeting here is pure coincidence?" He grinned then and brought the linen back to shift it to a less moist side "I am here on business and nothing more. I saw you in town earlier this evening so I thought I would greet you."
"By following me like a stalker down an alley?" Isabel asked, unamused.
"I never said it was the greatest of plans, but it did have its benefits. Now I am aware of your little secret and how absolutely delicious it is!" He cried out with a laugh, but faltered when silver touched his jugular.
"Give me one reason I shouldn't end you here and now." She pressed the dagger closer to his throat "and do so quickly, as I am most impatient tonight."
"Just tonight? You don't say…" the man winced and blood trickled from the new wound, but he chuckled in amusement nonetheless. "I can offer you information relevant to your mission as it seems our goals are quite similar."
Isabel glared at him, not wanting to drop the knife "or I could stab you and then later I don't have to keep tabs on you."
"Or…" the man's eyes twinkled "you could employee a most valuable asset, one who knows of your full capability. Of the power you possess."
Isabel considered the man and weighed her options. Cain seemed uneasy about him, but that was even more of a reason she felt compelled to accept this man's offer.
"We have no need of your services, Necromancer. I ask that you do not bore my lady with your groveling for employment." Cain's voice resonated into the small area from origins unknown.
"I believe the choice is not yours, spawn. It is that of your Mistress's. So be a good slave and only speak when told too." The cloaked man stood and offered a hand to Isabel "what say you, my lady?"
Shadows merged and morphed into razor like serpents and one by one they all began to point at the man. It was then that Isabel took his hand and nodded to him.
"As I cannot fully trust my ultimate weapon, a backup method sounds delightful." She reached forward and pulled the hood down the man's back until he was fully revealed "what is your name, rat?"
The man's emerald eyes twitched in slight annoyance, but he bowed to introduce himself in a forced effort. "My name is Issac Petrarch, not rat or chicken or whatever else it is you have been calling me. I look forward to doing business with you my lady Crane."
"Cain, come and introduce yourself to our newest employee." The woman spoke devoid of emotion and gestured to the man in front of her. The shadows ceased their previous activity and began to merge until it created the human apparition that was Cain.
"My name is Cain Warde, a pleasure." The demon spat out the words as if they were toxic and turned to Isabel, separating her from Issac. He then kneels and bows his head deeply "My sincerest apologies, my lady. I cannot atone for what I have done, but I shall never lay my hands on you unless it is asked of me."
Isabel's eyes widened upon hearing the apology and for a second she forgot a demon bowed at her feet. She reached down and pulled the man up to look him in the eye. "What have you done with my demon, you monster."
The demon's eyes softened and he huffed with a laugh "I wonder myself."
"Such a loyal entity, I am shocked. I thought the worst when I found the lady lying in rubbish." Issac stated with mockery evident in his tone "I wonder what your contract entitles…"
Cain turned towards Issac with an expression that would startle any sane human "I will not hesitate to kill you if you wrong my Mistress."
"Nice to meet you too" Issac grinned and reached out to snag the demon's hand to shake it. After kidnapping the limb, the silver haired man examined the emblem upon it. "Such an intricate seal, it is quite familiar…"
"I am not surprised as I have lived for almost a millennium" Cain smirked then, withdrawing his hand "I am surprised, do you study demonology?"
The two rounded the corner, living Isabel to stand in trash. "Yes, I have read several books and traveled to…" the conversation was lost as they reached a distance the neglected lady couldn't hear.
Men, fight none stop and now they are comrades.
To be continued!
Yay, now I get to add Undertaker to the list :3
Um... sorry if I spoiled that, but at this point I think it is known that he is Undertaker...
Yep... *clears throat*
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