Chapter 8
"You know killing you right now without a good fight will be like sex without foreplay; an utter waste of my time and completely unsatisfying."
Falxon discreetly slid a picture into his pant pocket and turned to stare at the gorgeous woman standing behind him, as did the rest of the male population at the café. The woman's' hair was snow white and pulled into a braid but she didn't look old, just the opposite. She wore silver sunglasses that hide her eye color, a tight fitted black skirt and a silver halter top showed off a form only models dream of reaching. Falxon groaned at his newest problem.
"Oni, babe," Falxon flashed a crocked smile at her that had the rest of the female population at the café sighing dreamingly at him, and gestured to the chair across from him. "Still causing misery to other with your very existence, I see, how unfortunate."
Aooni slipped into the chair across form her rival, crossing her legs she stared at him from behind her sunglasses. She waited until the waiter, who stuttered at the very presents of the two high level, not that he knew that, had left before she spoke.
"I want you gone."
Falxon raised one of his eye brows and looked at her, "Love you too." and took sip of his black chicory coffee followed by a bite of his beignet, one of the things he most love about the mortal realm is there gluttony for food, they had such delicious food.
Aooni smiled and leaned forward onto the table, she wasn't worried that any of the humans might hear them they were sitting at the corner table at the café and there was no one else sitting at the surrounding tables.
"Gee, Oni babe, doesn't it make you feel all warm and fuzzy at my uncharacteristic declaration of love for you?"
Aooni lent back in her chair and sent him a particularly chilling smile that she saved for only those that she was about to kill, while it didn't faze him in the latest bit it did send the waiter who delivered her iced tea running for shelter, "Falxon, darling, the only thing that I feel warm and fuzzy at is the thought of your lifes blood pooling around you as you die at my feet and your dominion at my mercy. And I know what little wit you already have is quickly depleting but seriously darling, it isn't that hard to remember my name, it's Aooni, not Oni."
Falxon tilted his head to the side as if thinking of something, "You know I think they have a name for humans who act like you," snapping his fingers he pointed at her, "oh, yea, 'a cold hearted harpy bitch.' I think it suits you very well."
"Leave Falxon, the demoness is mine."
Falxon blinked at her, "Well now at that convincing argument let me just go and leave you to your doings."
Aooni slammed her hands against the table, a creak appeared down the middle of it, claws made of ice appeared out of seemingly human hands. "Don't fuck with me Falxon!"
"Not my type love, too chilly for my taste." Falxon smirked as he watched he components face turn a slight pink with rage and took a sip of his still hot black chicory coffee, he wonder if he should bring back some for his sire.
"This is not a game!"
"Babe, you take things too seriously, if you would just relax -"
"I insist that you leave and give up your pursuit of the demoness, I refuse to let you win this time!"
"Ahh, but my sister, you remember who she is sort of looks like me hates your very essences also, well she was so looking forward to visiting the human world for her very first time too." Falxon shrugged as if the situation was out of his control, "Who am I to ruin my sisters fun, I sorry but it seems like we are here to stay."
"I demand-"
"Demand," Falxon hissed and slammed his fist against the table startling some of the other customers, he kept his voice low so that they wouldn't here him, "you don't have the power to demand anything of me, keep in mind Aooni what happened the last time you tried to demand something of me."
Standing up Falxon threw some bills onto the badly creaked table and started to walk away, "Here's your only advice form me, stay out of my way Aooni, cause I won't hesitate to attack."
Watching him walk away Aooni pulled out the picture she had pick pocketed from his pants, and stared at the figures in them, he had thought that she hadn't seen him try to hide it from her.
Only one stood out, "I gave you the chance to turn away before anything could happen darling, but now," smirking Aooni placed the picture in her sub-dimensional pocket, "let the games begin."
Noxlafa was strolling amongst the humans while her brother was dealing with the other potentials, her nose scrunched up at the thought of Aooni she never liked her and liked her even less after what happened seventy years ago. Deep in thoughts she moved through the hordes of humans thinking of the past and what she had promised of her brother, she never noticed that as she walked she gained the attention of the male human population.
Noxlafa stared at the human world around her; she was awed at what she saw, unlike her brother she was not familiar with the goings of the human world.
"'Ello pussycat, what's going on in your life other then me?"
Noxlafa looked for the speaker not seeing her anywhere.
"Down here pussycat."
Noxlafa looked down at the tiniest human she had seen yet, she looked like the other grown humans at the same looked like one of their hatchlings. The little female laughed, "Not use to seeing someone like me, 'eh pussycat?"
"You are quite small."
The little female threw back her head let out a booming laugh that in no way seemed to suit her small stature, "And you are quite tall!"
Noxlafa blinked and realized that she was indeed taller then most of the humans here even the male humans.
"Yes, I am tall, quite tall."
Snorting the smaller female looked the taller one over and stuck out her small hand, "The names Jasmine pussycat, what's yours?"
Grasping the smaller woman's hand Noxlafa smiled, "I am called Noxlafa."
"Noxlafa, huh? I think I will call you Lafa. Ok Lafa I'm going to take a guess here and say that you are new to our fair city of Jump?"
The two of them continued down the path in the park in silence for a bit, "Ok, pussycat you don't have to tell me anything about yourself,-"
"I am searching for someone."
Jasmine looked at Lafa and smiled, "Pussycat, I am going to need more info then 'someone' if I am to help you."
"She is dark, wields great power and is of fair coloring. I was told that she is also half-demon-"
"Ah! You're talking about Raven of the Titians."
The two of them sat down on a bench in the park, "Titians?"
"Yea, they protect this city from the super villains that try to steal or take over it. Where have you've been hiding that you haven't heard of the Titians?"
"Far, far away, do you know where this Raven lives?"
Jasmine snorted and pointed in front of them, "You can't miss it doll face; practically every one in this city, and out of it, knows where they live."
Noxlafa stared at the white tower in the distance, it was shaped in a giant T, sniffing the air she could tell that the demoness had proclaimed this city as her own and the people in it.
"Perfect," and disappeared in a ring of fire.
Jasmine looked at where her newly acquired friend had just been sitting, pulled out a cigarette lit up and took a deep breath, "Well now, don't see that every day."
