Chapter 8: Well, this changes everything…
An uncontrollable and incomprehensible amount of disbelief coursed through my mind. Damien wasn't making any sense, and I was far from willing to believe any of this bullshit he was spouting to me. An Equalizer? What the fuck was that supposed to even mean? I assume that has something to with equality, but what exactly?
I looked around the futuristic laboratory and locked eyes with first Scanty, then Kneesocks, hopefully for a hint of knowledge but the innocent and astonished faces didn't betrayed any information. I looked again to Damien, but still no change in his demeanor; cold, unflinching and calculated. He stood, unmoving like a statue. His gaze was as cold as steel.
"Is there a problem Knick?" asked Damien, holding the stare.
I felt a bead of sweet roll down the side of my face, it paused at the edge of my goatee, clinging for a moment then gone. The near dead silence was interrupted by the soft patter of the sweat droplet, hitting the smooth marble floor of the lab. Nobody moved, nobody talked. An ache rose in my head, coupled with a stinging sense of loss in my heart. I've never felt this feeling before and I know not what caused it. I'm not sure if I wanted to know.
{End of Knick's POV}
{Kneesocks' POV}
I watched as Knick's face turn a ghostly pale and his stare met Damien with the same intensity that Damien had in his eyes. Knick was an interesting person and from the little time that I knew him, has never had an ill attitude or a mean demeanor, but, this….this was a face I've never seen before on him . But it wasn't his face that bothered me, nor the fear or anger pouring off of him so thick you could taste it. What concerned me more than any of that was what just came out of Damien's mouth. That single thought, haunted me, sent waves of terror down my body and made me shake with fear. I looked to Scanty and met her eyes. The same look was on her face, and it confirmed my suspicions. Never before had terror even crept upon my sister's face, but at the single mention of the word Equalizer, racked her with fear. Her gaze was intent upon Damien and Knick, because with a blink of an eye they both could slaughter us and not think twice. It would be effortless to kill us indeed.
Years of our training rushed to my forethoughts, and the planning, structure, rules all crumbled, like dust in the wind. A long forgotten foe had resurfaced, rearing its head. The Equalizers. This Changed everything. A few moments passed and Damien escorted us to the elevator.
"Pardon me ladies, but Knick and I need to have word."
And with that, we descended to the upper floors. We began the silent journey back to the surface. I nearly forgotten the extent of the trip, and how long we had been in the elevator, but every second in the elevator made the revelation of Knick and Damien seem like centuries. Horrifying nightmarish centuries. Not much could scare Demon commanders, but to have us shaking struck us deep. Far too deep.
"Scanty?" I said turning to observe her. Her blonde hair and blue eyes betrayed the sister I remembered. It was so foreign, being human. And seeing her this way was also foreign, but here she was. My older sister; Scanty. We had been through so much and faced many obstacles and when father banished us and disowned us, well, it made vinegar seem sweet. Yet she stayed as my older sister. Strong, and protective, even though I wasn't a child anymore. Compassion was something a demon could rarely afford, but nevertheless she is there. But now we didn't know who to lean on. Did we lean on each other? Did we turn towards Knick and Damien, or leave for the streets. These were questions we had to face, but neither of us knew how.
"Sister?" Scanty said.
"Yes Scanty?"
She turned towards me, tears in her eyes. "I'm scared."
That was the first time I've ever seen tears in her eyes. It was beyond foreign to me, and I hated it.
"I know sister," I said, crouching to hug her, "I am too."
End of Chapter 8
A/N:
Hey guys it's been sometime and I hope no one thinks I'm dead. This chapter is relatively short and I've had some complications in writing this chapter. I promise that the next chapter will have some meat too it. Please be patient with me and my difficult times.
Sincerely,
Mr. Michael R. Anderson