*Okay, Zain here! I am merrily writing this chappy right after finishing
the last one, whilst eating mexican food in my best friend's room. Not like
you wanted to know that or anything...^^ Anyways, enjoy!*
Warnings: Mature/explicit content. If you're a little kid, go away. That's right, scram.
Morgan could already sense a changed in the air around him when he got back to his flat that night. There was a new scent... A new energy around him. On instinct, he drew out his katana.
Morgan: Whoever the hell's here had better leave before I find them.
A voice: Or what, Morgan? Will you kill me with that thing?
Morgan looked around frantically. He knew that voice...
Morgan: ...Master?
Korin stepped out of the shadows and approached Morgan slowly, examining him from head to toe. Morgan watched him in surprise, lowering his weapon and putting it back in it's sheath.
Korin: You have become quite beautiful, Morgan.
Morgan: Thank you, master.
Korin began to circle Morgan now, hands behind his back. He laughed to himself.
Korin: You are so tall! What a change from the little devil that I taught so many years ago.
Morgan: Why have you come here?
Korin turned on his heal and walked into the parlor, where he took a seat on an old, beat up couch.
Korin: Really, Morgan, I thought you had better taste than this.
He gestured to the couch.
Morgan: You still haven't answered my question, Master.
Korin: Patience, my young friend, patience. Now, where was I? Oh, yes. Your surroundings are so very drab, Morgan...
Morgan: I like it that way.
Korin laughed.
Korin: Have it your way, then. I have come here only to see you and assist you in gaining that which you are searching for.
Morgan laughed cinically.
Morgan: How would you know what I want? One minute we're lovers, and then boom! No word from you for ten years.
Korin stared at him stonily.
Korin: I left for your own good.
Morgan: And a lot of good it did me, too.
Korin stood voilently and in a flash, he had Morgan by the collar of his coat.
Korin: Are you going to listen to me or do I have to teach you a lesson you will not soon forget?
Morgan pulled away and glarred at Korin.
Morgan: Say whatever it is that you weant to say and leave.
Korin smiled triumphantly. He walked back over to the couch andsat down.
Korin: Please, have a seat.
Morgan walked over to the couch and plopped down, still glaring at Korin.
Korin: There, now, that's much better. As I was saying, i am here to help you, my young angel. The girl you met tonight... You know who she is?
Morgan: A demon slayer. Big deal.
Korin: She is one of the Sphynx twins. They have been tormenting our kind for centuries.
Morgan: I know. I read it in her.
Korin: You're very perceptive. Now, sut up and let me speak. Ahem. The one you met is Zain Sphynx. She is the slayer that nearly killed me in her last lifetime. She let me live, and I promised her that I would someday repay her.
Morgan laughed aloud.
Morgan: You're in the debt of a Sphynx twin? Wow, you sure know how to pick your friends, don't you, Korin?
Korin glared at Morgan but didn't say anything.
Morgan: Please, keep going! This story is proving to be very entertaining.
Korin: You little brat. I should never have come here with my offer... Hm, but I suppose I will overlook your insolence this once. You were always my favorite demon, you know.
Korin stood once more, hands behind his back, and began to pace slowly in front of Morgan.
Korin: Do you remember what it is you've always dreamed of, but could never have, Morgan?
Morgan: Some peace and quiet.
Korin: I'm serious, you fool!
Morgan: To be human, okay? Fuck, get off my case.
Korin smiled brightly.
Korin: And what if I were to tell you that I have found away to make that possible?
Morgan looked up.
Morgan: What? Yeah, right. It's impossible.
Korin: Oh, but that's where you're wrong, Morgan. There is a way, and I've found it. All you have to do is bring me that cat-girl, Zain Sphynx.
Morgan stood up. At full height, he was about four inches taller than Korin, standing at 6'5"-6'6"
Morgan: You mean to tell me that if I bring you that slayer chick, you'll make me human? Do you have any idea how far fecthed that sounds?
Korin: I can't do anything for you, Love. But I do know someone who can.
Korin ran his fingertips across Morgan's jaw, brushing the hair from his eyes.
Korin: But I must have the girl first. Do you understand?
Morgan: And what if I don't bring her to you?
Korin smiled and laughed quietly, kissing Morgan very quickly on the lips.
Korin: Then welcome to the world of the undead.
Warnings: Mature/explicit content. If you're a little kid, go away. That's right, scram.
Morgan could already sense a changed in the air around him when he got back to his flat that night. There was a new scent... A new energy around him. On instinct, he drew out his katana.
Morgan: Whoever the hell's here had better leave before I find them.
A voice: Or what, Morgan? Will you kill me with that thing?
Morgan looked around frantically. He knew that voice...
Morgan: ...Master?
Korin stepped out of the shadows and approached Morgan slowly, examining him from head to toe. Morgan watched him in surprise, lowering his weapon and putting it back in it's sheath.
Korin: You have become quite beautiful, Morgan.
Morgan: Thank you, master.
Korin began to circle Morgan now, hands behind his back. He laughed to himself.
Korin: You are so tall! What a change from the little devil that I taught so many years ago.
Morgan: Why have you come here?
Korin turned on his heal and walked into the parlor, where he took a seat on an old, beat up couch.
Korin: Really, Morgan, I thought you had better taste than this.
He gestured to the couch.
Morgan: You still haven't answered my question, Master.
Korin: Patience, my young friend, patience. Now, where was I? Oh, yes. Your surroundings are so very drab, Morgan...
Morgan: I like it that way.
Korin laughed.
Korin: Have it your way, then. I have come here only to see you and assist you in gaining that which you are searching for.
Morgan laughed cinically.
Morgan: How would you know what I want? One minute we're lovers, and then boom! No word from you for ten years.
Korin stared at him stonily.
Korin: I left for your own good.
Morgan: And a lot of good it did me, too.
Korin stood voilently and in a flash, he had Morgan by the collar of his coat.
Korin: Are you going to listen to me or do I have to teach you a lesson you will not soon forget?
Morgan pulled away and glarred at Korin.
Morgan: Say whatever it is that you weant to say and leave.
Korin smiled triumphantly. He walked back over to the couch andsat down.
Korin: Please, have a seat.
Morgan walked over to the couch and plopped down, still glaring at Korin.
Korin: There, now, that's much better. As I was saying, i am here to help you, my young angel. The girl you met tonight... You know who she is?
Morgan: A demon slayer. Big deal.
Korin: She is one of the Sphynx twins. They have been tormenting our kind for centuries.
Morgan: I know. I read it in her.
Korin: You're very perceptive. Now, sut up and let me speak. Ahem. The one you met is Zain Sphynx. She is the slayer that nearly killed me in her last lifetime. She let me live, and I promised her that I would someday repay her.
Morgan laughed aloud.
Morgan: You're in the debt of a Sphynx twin? Wow, you sure know how to pick your friends, don't you, Korin?
Korin glared at Morgan but didn't say anything.
Morgan: Please, keep going! This story is proving to be very entertaining.
Korin: You little brat. I should never have come here with my offer... Hm, but I suppose I will overlook your insolence this once. You were always my favorite demon, you know.
Korin stood once more, hands behind his back, and began to pace slowly in front of Morgan.
Korin: Do you remember what it is you've always dreamed of, but could never have, Morgan?
Morgan: Some peace and quiet.
Korin: I'm serious, you fool!
Morgan: To be human, okay? Fuck, get off my case.
Korin smiled brightly.
Korin: And what if I were to tell you that I have found away to make that possible?
Morgan looked up.
Morgan: What? Yeah, right. It's impossible.
Korin: Oh, but that's where you're wrong, Morgan. There is a way, and I've found it. All you have to do is bring me that cat-girl, Zain Sphynx.
Morgan stood up. At full height, he was about four inches taller than Korin, standing at 6'5"-6'6"
Morgan: You mean to tell me that if I bring you that slayer chick, you'll make me human? Do you have any idea how far fecthed that sounds?
Korin: I can't do anything for you, Love. But I do know someone who can.
Korin ran his fingertips across Morgan's jaw, brushing the hair from his eyes.
Korin: But I must have the girl first. Do you understand?
Morgan: And what if I don't bring her to you?
Korin smiled and laughed quietly, kissing Morgan very quickly on the lips.
Korin: Then welcome to the world of the undead.