"So how was the first day back?" I asked Kurt, over the phone, laying on my stomach on my bed.
"It was fine, I guess" Kurt mumbled, I furrowed my eyebrows and sat up.
"what do you mean? You sound sad, are you okay?" I asked.
"yeah" he mumbled again
"Kurt, don't lie to me" I warned, I heard him sigh.
"I don't know, Blaine. It was just...weird, you know? It felt like everyone was making such a big deal about it and constantly checking if I was okay and Karofsky avoided me like the plague or something" I was shocked at the ending of the sentence.
"well, isn't that a good thing? Karofsky is staying away from you" I told him.
"well...yeah, but I don't know. He saw me once and he kept looking over his shoulder and then like...ran away from me, It was really weird!" I nodded, even though I knew he couldn't see me. Maybe I shouldn't have said that to Karofsky...it could tip Kurt off about something.
"well on the bright side, at least your friends care about you enough to keep asking if you're okay" I said, trying to change the subject slightly.
"yeah, I also miss you though, a lot" he said, I closed my eyes and rolled onto my back
"I miss you too" I said, opening my eyes and feeling the darkness cover my hazel completely. Suddenly I felt a weight on my stomach and looked up, "AH!" I shouted.
"Why, hello Blaine" the familiar voice said, sitting on top of me.
"Blaine? Did you scream? Are you okay? Wait...is that a guy?" I almost dropped the phone.
"Kurt I'll call you back!" I said, hanging up. I shoved him off me and he tumbled back onto the bed.
"rude" he said, "hanging up on your boyfriend? That's low" he said, with his usual smirk.
"what the hell are you doing here Markus? And how-"
"how did I get on top of you? So quickly?" he asked, leaning against the bed frame, I nodded, him finishing my sentence as usual.
"perks my dear boy" he smiled, "with more experience comes more power" he stated.
"power?" I asked, confused, which I usually am after we have these conversations.
"yes, power. Let me see...you're about 6 months...have you started to heal yet?" he asked, my eyes widened, feeling the hazel return, "I'll take that as a yes. You see, when we first turn, we automatically get certain powers, advanced strength, heightened emotions, but when we grow in time, we get more, such as healing and speed" he told me.
"speed. So that's how you left the coffee place so quickly after you told me!" realisation finally kicking in, he nodded, smirking again.
"my personal favourite is the healing though, never fails to amaze me, although I would prefer the pain to lessen" he told me.
"does it?" I asked, he turned his head.
"Well, I'm reasonably young myself, being only 9 years old but apparently so" he told me, "but...as to why I am here. You" he said, I raised an eyebrow and he sighed, "you going on demon sprees! Please stop! You're giving me a headache, seriously" he told me, I shook my head, signalling I didn't know what he was talking about, "wow, I really didn't tell you anything did I?" he said, giving a dark laugh, "well...every time your eyes go black, I can sense it" he told me.
"what? How? I can't sense anything" I told him, he rolled his eyes.
"of course you cant! I can only sense you because I made you. You haven't made anyone...have you?" he asked.
"no, I don't even know how! Not that I would even if I did!" I spat out, his eyes hit the floor and then looked at me again.
"you just do what I did. You...will it so" he told me, "you put your hands on either side of their head and allow the demon to come out in you and then you...will them to be one and as soon as they fall asleep, they wake up again and presto chango demon...o" he said, no emotion clear on his face.
"why...why did you do this to me?" I asked him quietly, he avoided my gaze.
"because...your life will be better now. You deserve it to be better" he told me.
"better? You think my life is better now? Constantly having to make sure my eyes don't turn black? Fighting the urge to hurt someone all the time? Lying to everyone about who I am? Does that sound better to you?" I asked him, anger building up inside of me and my eyes turning charcoal.
"yes! All of the good things are better now! Every thing is heightened!" he told me.
"and...the bad things are worse" I responded quietly, silent tears falling.
"I just wanted you to love me as much as I love you" Markus told me.
"then why did you end it? End us? I did love you Markus! I loved you so much!" I confessed, he laughed.
"no, you could never feel the love I felt for you! Everything is heightened, Blaine! Including love! You could only love me as much as a human is capable of loving! I went above and beyond that feeling, and I wanted you to feel it to!" he said, "but it's too late now. You love Kurt." he stated, I swallowed hard and nodded, "so I just came here to tell you to try and stop demoning up so God damn much!" he said.
"well if you didn't change me, you wouldn't have this problem" I said, anger clinging to my words.
"the only problem I have right now, is you!" he shouted, darkness covering his eyes, I backed away. I'd never seen him like this. I'd never seen his demon side and he seemed taller than his 6 foot frame and darker and...scarier.
"and I'm going to keep being your problem until the day I die!" I told him.
"that day might be sooner than you think" he threatened.
"bring it on" I responded, quicker than a blink I was shoved against the wall with his hand around my throat.
"I've got 8 years on you. Don't. Push. Me." he said, his voice dark and his eyes even darker, I tried to push him off me but to no avail, to which he laughed and backed off, "I'll be around" he said and in the new speed he required, he vanished from my sight. I exhaled deeply and looked over to my broken mirror which I really wished wasn't broken right now, because I really need to smash something!
"Hello handsome" I turned quickly to see a woman standing in my room with dark wavy hair, piercing blue eyes and pale skin, unlike mine and Markus'.
"who are you?" I asked.
"cool your jets newbie, my name is Arioma" she told me.
"Arioma? Who are you? What are you doing here?" I asked.
"I sensed Markus was here, whenever his demon comes out, there's always trouble" she said walking over to my bed and sitting on it.
"you sensed him? So...you made him?" I asked, she nodded, "why?" I asked her.
"because I was bored...I wanted company. He was straight when I made him, he's been experimenting lately, that's all" she told me, I rolled my eyes.
"well he's gone, so can you please just leave?" I asked, feeling my hazel return again and I sighed in relief.
"haven't you ever heard of respect your elders?" she asked, cockily.
"how old are you?" I asked.
"oh Blaine, it's rude to ask a lady her age" she smirked and I waited, "103" she said, my mouth hung open.
"what powers do you have?" I asked, she shook her head.
"never reveal what powers you have to any demon. Telling someone your greatest strengths can turn them into your greatest weaknesses" she told me, I nodded, although disappointed I didn't find out what powers I'll get in the future, "didn't Markus warn you that?" she asked.
"he has hardly told me anything" I told her, she sighed angrily,
"has he at least told you about infection?" she asked
"um...a little, I still don't really understand it though"
"what about transition? Or the consequences of informing?" she asked, I shook my head, "that little fucker!" she shouted, "look...I'll tell you everything you need to know, but not yet...soon" she said and walked closer to my window and opened it.
"well how can I get in touch with you?" I asked.
"I'll be around" she smirked, "and hey Blaine, check this out" she winked and jumped out of the window. OH MY GOD! A DEMON HAS JUST COMMITTED SUICIDE OUT OF MY SCHOOL DORM WINDOW!
Then I saw her fly back up and wink at me again and then flew off into the distance.
Awesome! I get to fly!