The Blood Prince

Chapter 11: The Demon and The Dragon, Broken Tears

Daygon gulped. This anticipation was all part of the torture he knew it but he couldn't help it. As he walked with Terial down deep into the palace corridors the darkness became suffocating.

Eventually she stopped at a door opening it and gesturing inside.

"Punishment waits." She kept smiling.

Nervously he walked in and looked round the door. He froze at the entrance and Terial shoved him before closing the door behind him.

There she was.

Bloodied on the ground there lied his 'friend'. Her arms twisted in painful positions parts of her hair ripped out blood everywhere. But the most haunting part was her eyes. They were dull. The kind icy blue he's come to love were dull hopeless. His father had broken her.

"D-Day-g-g-on."

He jumped out of his skin when they focused on him a sparkle of hope at his presents.

"What do you think Daygon?"

His father's hands landed on his shoulders holding him where he was.

"F-Father..." He stuttered.

"Hurts doesn't it Daygon?"He said very matter-of-factly not even a hint of at least sarcastic sympathy.

"Yes…" His eyes strayed from the sight, "Yes father."

He nodded and bent down behind him so he was by his ear.

"I was going to put her out her misery soon," Lucifer told the boy, "But I thought you should have the honour."

Every muscle in Daygon's body tensed,

"And cause I'm so kind you can eat her soul too."

"N-no." The boy started struggling but he's father was too strong.

"I know you're hungry Daygon you haven't eaten in a while," Lucifers hand shoved a knife into the boys hand and clamped his hand over the boys so he couldn't let go.

"F-Father please," he was being pushed forward his boots scraping across the ground, "P-Please Father I- I don't want to hurt her."

Begging just made his father push him more. He'd be damned if he let his perfect creation go down the path it was going. He had to fix the design flaw. Tear out his heart by breaking it into pieces. Lucifer made him raise up the knife and the woman's eyes lost what hope they had left.

"Father!" He screamed struggled but it was no use, "I don't want to do this please!"

"Say goodbye to her Daygon," He told the boy before the knife with both their hands came down.

It was rammed through her neck. A clean kill.

Daygon's body trembled his eyes fixed on the corpse. She was gone. For a moment he felt numb his father released his hand the knife clattered to the ground. He held the young demon up as the woman corpse split into spirit particles that gather like a ball of fire in his father's free hand.

The dragon shifted waking him from his daze and he realised the worst was yet to come. Terrified eyes looked back to his father who held the soul with a grin. With a sudden movement he tried to get out but was pulled back against his father who brought the soul down to his face.

"Eat up now," Lucifer told him.

Daygon could do nothing by stare at the spiralling soul in front of him. He couldn't deny he was hungry. His stomach growled at him but he couldn't.

"I-I don't want it."

"Eat!" his father practically shoved it in his mouth.

He could smell it. Her kindness, her curiosity. She had a defiant spirit and a strong smell of selflessness. The demon's crimson eyes began to sting with tears he screamed. At the top of his lungs he screamed so loud it wouldn't be surprising if people in other worlds could have heard him. He'd never felt such pain his father had inflicted many wounds before but nothing like this.

"I can wait for all eternity Daygon." His father told him.

Daygon knew he would if he had to but still he couldn't bring himself to do it. He wasn't sure how long they'd been like this but eventually the little demon had no more tears left. Eyes now dry his head hung.

He could just get it over with right? I mean, what's one soul to the many he'd eaten before? He'd convinced himself of that before finally raising his head and taking a bite of the soul in front of him.

"Good boy," Lucifer encouraged but as it went down as he tasted it he was reminded of her more.

He wanted to be sick but he held it down and gulped what was left of her. His head hung again he was limp in his father's arms. He felt even worse when he couldn't deny that she tasted good. She may have died saving someone but she had piled up a few sins that made him enjoy how she tasted.

"You see Daygon why life doesn't matter," he father held him close, "It can't matter to us."

The boy nodded silently finding nothing else he could do.

"I have a little rule for you Daygon and I want you to repeat it,"

There was another silent nod,

"No one matters," He began

"No one matters," Daygon's horse voice answered.

"But myself,"

"But myself,"

"And the one I obey,"

"And the one…I obey" His crimson eyes closed the words sunk in.

"Now one last thing," His father's grip began to loosen, "Who so you obey?"

Just checking Daygon knew the answer he wanted and it came out as monotonously as the rule before.

"You of course, father."

"Good," He was released, "How about you go to you room."

"Yes father." The little broken demon nodded and walked out slowly.

Hyorinmaru cursed. With the boy's raging emotions he'd lost the connection he managed to establish. His damn father had managed to break him in a matter of hour smashing his developing heart into pieces. But the dragon was determined to salvage what he could. And lucky for him Daygon had decided to get some rest not even bothering to take the sword from his back.


Authors note: I do not own bleach

hehe not what you were expecting I bet. Lucifer's horrible but then again what do you expect from the devil himself and Hyroinmaru's on a mission we'll see if he succeds next chapter. i know it's alittle short but it seemed the perfect place to stop.

thank you for you reviews.