Zain's Thoughtful Plain

On the next floor it was strangely quiet except for the occasional sound of flapping wings. This guided our crew quickly through the floor uninterrupted straight to the boss's door that was already half open.

Zain looked at the rag-tag group they had with them and then looked at the door, where he saw what he thought could be their downfall. On the left side, there was a male figure with what looked like pants with a demon tail sticking out from where a tailbone would be on the human body, there was no shirt to be seen and a chiseled physique. As you looked further up coming out of the back were bat like wings that were in pristine condition, and out of the forehead there were horns that went over the shoulder length hair and flowed to the back of the man's head never pointing towards the man. On the right door, there was an extremely skimpily dressed woman that left almost nothing to the imagination, her body composition as far as the wings and horns were the same but her bits were covered in the image and her hair hung beyond the shoulder blades almost to where her tail began right above her lower cheeks.

Zain turned to the group and let out a sigh that was both anxious and therapeutic. He looked at the group and none of them could decipher the meaning of this image, so he said what he knew to them. "If anyone here has any built-up sexual desires that they need to release go do it now. I have a suspicion that the upcoming fight will be with a succubus and an incubus, I do not want us to make a callous mistake due to having sexual build up and falling for lust so what ever it is you need to take care of do so."

Zain's mother took his father's hand and stomped off as Damascus placed a hand on Zain's shoulder and spoke, "I do not think you need to be so gung-ho about all of this, you can let others make their own mistakes once and a while."

"I cannot in good conscience allow those who need a release to enter that room knowing what could befall any of us if that were to happens. Right now, we are like a glass house, the smallest of pebbles would bring us to the ground." Zain retorted levelheaded.

"Yes, but also think about the company we are a group of five, two are females, three are males. If your parents didn't know that I don't lust for anyone over physical appearance how awkward would that make this situation." Damascus had started to raise his tone about the matter, but Zain was still trying to be levelheaded.

"I understand your concerns but if we lost a single person out of this group in there to a lust driven hypnosis then it would force us to retreat as I know father wouldn't harm mother but as far as everyone else is concerned it's a wild card situation that should be avoided at all costs." Zain retorted almost as if he had experienced what was to come next prior.

Sophia, who had gone essentially went ignored throughout the conversation between Zain and Damascus put a hand on Zain's shoulder and motioned him away when he looked her way. The walk she had was relaxed and patient. But with a slight spring to it that one might expect from a teenager who was trying to hide how giddy they were about the turn of events when there was a certain someone in the vicinity. They rounded the corner, and she stopped walking.

Sophia stood there twiddling her hair for a moment waiting for Zain to make the first move, but Zain was used to this kind of action. He put a hand on her shoulder and ran it up her slim neck to about the base of the back of her head and her jawline just enough to tilt her head up and kissed her on the forehead before beginning to speak. "I'm probably not the one you want, but you needed some sort of reassurance if I can gather it correctly." He took a deep breath and released a huff before continuing, "If I were a betting man, you want to ensure that no one get's hurt because of you and so I was a means for you to release what you have pent up. I just want you to know I'll listen to your insecurities but do not make any rash decisions that you will regret later."

Sophia was taken aback by his words, they were comforting and yet not at all what she had expected, it was true she was willing to take Zain for companionship to save the others, but she also knew what he was saying was true. In a final move of desperation though she mustered up the nerve and said what she truly thought. "What if there is no one out there for me? What if I never get to release this because I scare the guys I'm around? What if I get hypnotized in there and never make it out or worse, one of you don't make it out?"

Zain fell silent with a slight smirk on his face, winked at her and just showed his revolver for a second then spoke. "That's why I'm here, to ensure that doesn't happen to anyone."

"Then why go through with this farce then?" she asked almost tearing up thinking of more what ifs as she spoke.

"Because I don't want my parents to realize too late that we will be up against the demons of lust who are the most seductive beings in all of existence, a Succubus and an Incubus." Zain was stern in his regard and yet strangely calm in his expression as walked away leading her by her hand to the door where they met back up with his parents and Damascus.

The way everyone was looking at Zain and Sophia was as if they knew what had happened, and Zain knew they thought that they bumped uglies. Zain paid it no mind as Sophia tailed behind him closely and he pushed open the door knowing all would be well and muttered an infamous line from earth, "Yippee-Ki-Yay."