Part 2: Her slave

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Hey guys! The picture is Kuroyami! Minor recap:

"Actually to be perfectly honest I don't trust you in the least bit. How come you could throw that guy with just one arm? Why didn't you die when that magic hit you? And how the hell did your eyes just change colour?!" He asked accusingly. "It's impossible!" He widened his eyes as a realization hit him. "It is impossible...Unless you're... You're a-"

She suddenly cut him off by grabbing his face and forcing her lips onto his.

"Mm?!" He widened his eyes in shock at the sudden kiss.

She had her eyes closed seemingly focused on what she was doing. Then she opened them. They were now a full on shade of purple and stayed that way for longer than just a few seconds like before. She pulled her mouth away and he could see that there were two sharp, non-human, teeth on either side of her upper jaw. A small ball of light came from his own mouth, and she sucked it in closing her mouth upon it. She then let go of him and stepped back from her tip-toed position.

He slapped his hand over his mouth and stumbled back a bit. His cheeks were a light shade of pink. "What the hell did you just do?!" He yelled in slight panic. He had to grab the chair for support. "A-and why do I feel... So funny?"

"Don't worry that's just a temporary side effect. Your body's just getting used to not having a soul." She smirked at him, one of her pointed teeth pocking out.

"Y-you stole my soul?!" He asked. "So you really are a demon!"

She rolled her eyes and let out a deep breath. "I thought that'd be quite obvious by now."

"I can't believe that you just sucked my soul out." He shook his head in disbelief.

"Well I can have you going around and blabbing to people now can I?" She crossed her arms. "Besides, you should be gracious. I could have just killed you."

"Maybe I'd rather have that than a demon eat my soul." He glared at her.

"Careful what you say Mitsu." She got up close to him stroking a claw-like fingernail down his face. "Don't change my mind, because I'm sure your flesh and blood would taste absolutely delicious."

He took a step away from her his eyes shining with fear.

"Lighten up I'm just teasing. I'm not going to eat you... yet." She chuckled obviously finding his reaction to her threatening demeanour entertaining. She then reverted back. Her eyes returning to blue and her claws and teeth disappearing. "And don't worry your soul is still completely safe and in tact. See." The small ball of light appeared in the palm of her hand.

"Give it back!" He shouted and lunged for it.

She easily dodged him causing him to stumble forwards and fall on his face crashing into the table and almost breaking a few things.

She closed her hand causing his soul to disappear again. She then roughly picked him up off the ground, with one arm, and brought him to his feet. She narrowed her eyes her lips curling downwards like she had lost the sense of amusement and converted it into annoyance. "Do try not to wreck my house." She then shoved him back against the wall, causing the wind to temporarily be knocked out of him. "Now you listen to me. For as long as your soul is bound to me you cannot say anything to anyone about it. You will do exactly as I tell you with no say in the matter. You will be my slave, and if you find anyway of fighting against me I will not hesitate to kill you."

          

He grabbed the arm that she had on his chest and used all his might to swing her around, switching places with her, and holding his sword to her neck. He looked into her eyes with nothing but hatred for the monster in front of him. "And what if I kill you instead?"

She didn't even flinch, an gave a sarcastic laugh. "Oh please. I wouldn't suggest it. Do you even know the proper way to kill a demon? I can assure you that flimsy human sword won't do. And would you honestly be that reckless? Who says you'd get your soul back after I die anyways?"

He growled and reluctantly let her go.

"Good boy." She teasingly pat his head and walked into the kitchen. Which was open like the rest of the tiny house.

If you could even call it a house... On the left, from entering, there was just a rustic fireplace with a couch and two old chairs. Then a little behind that there was the dining table he had run into earlier which led right into the kitchen. Which was just a wood stove, a sink, and some counters and cabinets lined up against the right wall. On the wall directly in front there was a screen, presumably leading to the broom cupboard, a staircase to the second floor, and a back exit. Not to mention the whole place was a dump.

"So why exactly didn't you kill me?" Mitsu asked following her. "Wouldn't that be easier? Why steal my soul?"

"Why? Because I like you. Don't take that in any sense that I want to be friends, because I can assure you that I find humans to be utterly repulsive, but you seem like you could be of some use to me." She replied sitting down at the table and drinking a cup of something that had been left there.

"Please what do you even know about me?" He scoffed.

"Well." she placed the cup down and looked at him. "Your sword bears the crest of the royal army, but you are not in uniform. Which leads me to believe that you either killed a royal knight and stole his sword, or were formerly part of them, but we exiled. And by the way you wield that sword I can tell you're not just some armature who stole someone's weapon, so that makes me lean more toward the second option. But the real question is, what did you do that was so wrong for them to exile someone with such skill? It must have been pretty bad considering how keen they are on being loyal to one another and their kingdom."

Mitsu looked down letting a shadow cover his face. He felt despair and guilt once again wash over him. "That's none of your damn business." He gritted through his teeth.

"Fine don't tell me." Kuroyami sighed going back to her drink. "I was just curious is all. It's not like it really mattered."

He just looked away from her and leaned against the counter behind him.

"Hey buddy!" A male voice sounded.

Mitsu looked around in confusion. Where was it coming from? His eyes landed on a dragon bust that was hanging above the sink, staring directly at him.

It's mouth moved. "That counter's for cooking on so get your dirty butt off and use a chair."

"Ah!" He shouted in surprise jumping up and backing away. "Th-th-that statue j-just talked to me."

"Hey pal I'm no statue." The moving dragon's head snapped. "The name's Abbalon."

"Abbalon was a very powerful wizard once." Kuroyami began to explain. "But then he tried to use a spell to turn himself into a dragon and something went wrong."

"Yeah and now I'm a permanent head on this damn wall with only a fraction of the power I once had. Life sucks doesn't it?" Abbalon grumbled.

"And lucky for him I found this house, and him, and we've been partners ever since. He makes the house invisible and moves it where I want, and I make sure he doesn't starve." She smiled like she was proud of herself.

"Yeah and I thought we agreed you would at least keep my kitchen clean. Look at this place it's a dump. This downstairs is the only place I can ever be in so can't you at least make it look nice?" Abbalon complained.

"I don't have the time or the care to clean, so just deal with it." She sighed propping her feet up.

"Hey hey hey! Boots off the table lady!" He shouted at her.

There was more noise outside catching her attention.

"Ugh what now?" She put the cup down and got up. "Come on Mitsu looks like your getting your first field test." She smirked and then walked out the door.

He sighed and obediently followed after her.

"Now if we don't get our money in the next two hours we'll burn this whole city to the ground!" The fire user and his friend were back.

"These idiots didn't get enough the last time? I'll show them." She drew her dark sword. She charged at the man with the purple aura and he barely had anytime to dodge the fast attack. She slashed a large wound into his shoulder. He hissed in pain but continued to fight her.

The man with flames in hand started to charge up an attack behind her.

"Mitsu!" She yelled indicating for him to cover her.

"Right." He charged at the fire user and cut his flaming hand clean off. Causing him the scream and stumble back in pain. He clutched desperately to the dripping bloody stump he now had for a hand.

Kuroyami hit the other man in the stomach causing him to slam into the ground with a lot of force. "Now get out of here! And don't even think of coming back."

The duo looked at her in fear and then quickly ran off.

"No good wannabe wizards." She muttered and then went back into the house. "Mistu come in we're leaving before the authorities show up and start asking questions."

Mitsu looked down at his weapon. The blood of the man dripping off the shining blade. Well... It's not like he hasn't seen blood on his sword before. He simply returned it to his sheathe and went back into the house.

Hey guys! Wow quick update I know! Sorry if this is boring so far but it is just getting started. I'd still really appreciate some feedback! Vote and comment, bye!
-Hannah😋

Nooooooooooooooo his soul is gone and why does she have to kiss people for their soul?!?!?! So many questions?!?!?!

Il y a 8a

I think it's really great so far! ^-^

Il y a 8a

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