hi im back. im not gonna rant this time so dw. anyway thank you so much for the support, i really didnt think i would of had this many fav/follows. so thank you, and here's the chapter. hopeful i will upload another one soon. arahs13

Smell the blood

Oh karkles always the charmer

Terezi had only recently returned home after her rather long 'walk' which wouldn't off been as long as it was if she hadn't stopped to have some friendly banter with Vriska. Of course it had been lovely as it always was. A few harsh word snapped and shared, maybe a fist or two if she was luckily, or even just plain teasing. Either of them where fine and welcome, as long as Terezi got a good lick out of it.

But as she had said it was lovely for however long it had lasted.

However that was something Terezi couldnt say for the weather at the present moment. The sky was bland, yet again to her dismay, barely any colour touched it, not even the slightest hint of a blue or pink or something. Just bland dark grey and black sky; a major disappointment for her.

The air itself had a 'delicate chill' something she could imagine Karkat ranting over, something on the line of it was 'fucking freezing' with his cute little cheeks puffing out with a tint of red on them from the cold or from his rage she wouldn't of cared. But it was funny how someone, well not someone not really they weren't people, could have so much to say about something that was an inanimate object. Like seriously! A feather could have fallen in front of the short demon and he would have a field trip raging at it only to rant about it later.

It was fascinating.

Not a word Terezi would use to describe the adventure she was currently having on her way home as. The slight 'drizzle' didn't affect her, it was calming almost, gentle. Like a caress to the skin. But the caress wasn't what she had wanted on her way home. Terezi wanted her journey to be treacherous.

Dragons and beast at every turn, every crack and crevice that an untrained eye could not see. Justice ready to be served swiftly at any given moment; to the unsuspecting prey in her sight. And of course all of this would have been done with a grin spread across her face, teeth showing and all as she cackled like a mad person.

Terezi may have been blind but she saw the world differently to all her other subjects. Everything and she meant everything had its own unique smell and Taste. Humans couldn't detect this, neither could many demons, but she could and it was absolute memorising.

To catch the hint of a human, the very something you need, required from them, could make a demon crave for it, their stomach grumble for it. But for her, it could send her drooling at just the taste. Other demons could indeed 'taste' what they required but only in hints, whereas Terezi could practically taste it already in her mouth from a mile away.

In the least, all she could say was it took a long time to stop herself from drooling all the time.

Humans were absolutely delicious, but the overall taste of them was divine in a non creepy way of course.

Each human had their own scent to them; it was what made them unique. Demons too had their own scent, it was how you could tell what demon was what. If they should be avoided in some cases. But for humans, the sent was more of a platter. Each sent carried its own taste promised it own unique thing. For example the human Terezi just passed had an earth sent, meaning his taste was most likely bitter. Something she enjoyed time from time, but she loved the sweet ones.

Demons had scent that match them to their clan or hive. One hive had one scent which can be detected in the smallest of way on each. It linked them to the hive, but unlike humans this scent was not binding. They could shed the scent if they wished, if they no longer wished to belong. To put it simply a demon could change their scent but there is always one specific flavour that would stay with them. This would be the scent that lies in their blood, each different but a label never the less.

The guardians, especially sir Harley, has taught Terezi that in the older times when the nameless strive more and roamed freely along with other demons had a cast system; the hemospectrum. This was based of off the scents. Although the scents in their blood are different, they could be categorised into sections due to something that links them. These scents where identified and categorized, and to make it easy they made it into colours.

Terezi was categorised as a teal, or would have been depending on whom you were and if you still used the code and followed it. This would mean she would have been a mid demon the highest of the mid categories. Terezi didn't quite understand the concept of this. Of course the order could help tame the demons in a time where demons roamed free and widely, it would have also brought justice. However it would have also been miss treatment. If the stories where true than the lower they where categorised the worse they would of been treated. And for some reason, even if it wasn't true, the idea of categorising someone because one 'blood' was higher was just wrong. It was something akin to what the humans now days called 'racism'

Terezi also knew that demon hunters could also be categorised in this way, but it only work for some. From what she had been told those who had oddly coloured eyes of had their blood tinted/laced with a colour was either originated from a demon, or had demon blood induced into their family line. It had been said that the old hunters of the time had only been these powerful men because they had used demon blood to give them the strength and in some cases the 'powers' to defeat the demons. And if this was true weren't they as bad as they seem to think they were.

'Like oh my god! You have injected yourself with our blood to make yourself powerful are you insane? We're the monsters look in the mirror man'

Or maybe that was just Terezi

Getting back to the point, demon hunters could have coloured laced blood or eyes or whatever, she didn't care much, that gave them the advantage of better speed hearing blah blah blah than average humans, but it wasn't anything special. All that was important was that if you had an acute enough sense of smell, like herself, you could tell a hunter from a mile off. Making her the lookout for hunters.

But if the hunter was trained enough, they may know how to mask the sent for short periods of times, making the demons blind to attacks, which was why they tended to hide away.

Yet above all of this, all Terezi needed to know was that humans where absolutely delicious.

The apartment was messy like always but it wasn't to the part where it was absolute mayhem so for now she was fine. It was really just a little clutter that she could easily clean up if she made the effort to.

To be completely truthful , which Terezi completely was, the 'mess' was just her 'shit' as Karkat seem to constantly call all of her personal belongings. If she was any normal person she would have been offended, but it was Karkat; everything to him was a pile of shit.

The 'shit' was in fact her entire collection of chalks that always seemed to end up in her mouth rather than paper.

Upon entering the apartment and closing the door, Terezi took in a deep breath, smelling out her area seeing if anything was different or new.

She smelt red. candy red...

thanks for reading. i'll try to update soon.