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Everette.

"I really think you should stay and rest a little longer." I tell her.

Aisha looks at me irritated and denies.

"I am perfectly capable of accompanying you." she crosses her arms.

"You talk as if you were capable of defending yourself." I glare at her.

She has been in bed for two days in the human realm, I have given her my blood constantly and according to Aisha she is perfectly fine after accidentally ingesting human food. I warned her to stay away from these from now on, she agreed easily which is very unusual for her, however now she is here insisting that she can go with me to look for the lost infernal beast, we have already wasted too much time. I never thought that bringing along companions would result in too many setbacks. One of them is definitely the recent marking of Shameena and Asmodeus, who are going through their lustful stage.

What do I say?

That stage never ends, I myself burn with the desire to rip off every single garment Aisha wears and make her mine in every possible way. However, I refuse to succumb completely to the control of the brand or the effect my soul may have on me because of it.

"I will go." she repeats.

I run my hand through my hair in exasperation and ruffle it.

"I really hate it when you are so stubborn."

"You're not the boss of me." she says confidently.

A mischievous smile comes over me and I approach her slowly.

"But I own you." I remind her. "I own every part of your body, you are completely mine."

She blinks in astonishment.

"Only because I have your mark."

Low blow.

"I could make you give in so easily." I run my hands along her arm and up to her neck, with my finger I make small circles

in this area. "You like to provoke me."

"You're a pain in the ass when you're angry." he says in self-defense.

"I'm a nuisance anyway, and that's because you refuse to let go, I'll stop being a nuisance when we possess each other completely." I lean down and bite his earlobe so hard that a trail of blood comes out of it.

I taste it slowly.

Delicious.

"Stop it..." she whispers.

"Even though you have taken my blood, yours is not yet dark, your blood is still pure. How much do I have to corrupt you, my dear?"

"Everette, this isn't funny." she assures me.

I break away and her blue gaze collides with mine. Her eyes are tinged with panic, but deep down I see that spark that consumes her.

Desire.

"I really want to go home soon, it's just you and me there." I wink.

"Now we're alone..."

I laugh at how quickly she changes her mind. I lean in and breathe in the scent of her neck, she grabs the back of my head and tugs lightly on my hair.

"I know I said I'd get you not to scream my name, but it's actually what I'm most eager to hear, that's why I want to be home to finally make you mine." I leave a trail of kisses all over her neck and face to stop and look at her lips. "But of course, I can always give you an advance."

Without further ado, I kiss her.

I feel the most delicious dark desires and evil intentions take over me, nibbling her lips in such a carnal kiss is a real treat.

She moans in surprise as my tongue makes contact with hers, I pull back to sit on the bed and Aisha quickly straddles me.

My hands caress her legs, her back and, through the darkness that consumes my soul, her ass.

I kiss her with desperation, with desire, with demand. She rips my shirt, which leaves me extremely surprised but at the same time manages to drive me even crazier.

She moves a little on top of me and this time I'm the one who lets out a grunt. Blinded by the need to be inside her, this time it's me who makes her move, both of us moaning with eagerness.

The clothes we are wearing are really starting to get in the way. She claws at my back as I bite her lip, just as she takes my face in her hands I see them. I stop dead in my tracks with my breath quickening as I pay attention to her nails.

They are jaggedly long, and much thicker than they were a few minutes ago.

They are...

"Claws?" she asks, her voice hoarse.

A strange feeling of satisfaction runs through my body, demons can have claws, fangs, wings and everything we could wish for.

The fact that Aisha has achieved this breakthrough means that her demonic transformation is not stagnant. I smile broadly and her eyes sparkle.

"You really have them." I whisper in disbelief.

"I have claws!" she squeals excitedly.

She gives me a chaste kiss and sits up, I frown but she doesn't pay attention to me, she's too focused on watching her new

acquisition.

She laughs and leaves the room as she calls Shameena excitedly.

Oh my soul, believe me, you want to show the one who cares the least about your progress.

Really, Shameena should be the demon of narcissism.

(...)

"Have you seen Death?" Asmodeo asks as he enters through the window of the human's room.

"He can finally be with Life away from the surveillance of the Celestials, I think it's pretty obvious where he is. It is pretty much the main reason why he came in the first place." I laugh mischievously.

"Good point..." he murmurs.

"I'm surprised you're able to stay away from Shameena." I raise an analytical eyebrow.

He snorts.

"Do you have any idea how much sex a seduction demon needs?" he questions. "They're practically insatiable!"

"Just like you." I roll my eyes.

"No bro, believe me, she really is, once we're done she starts up again. I don't even know how I can get turned on when I'm so tired! If I'm in the same place as her I can't control myself."

I pat him on the back and sigh.

"Welcome to my curse."

"Usually curses are fun." he rolls his eyes. "This is really weird. It's like she's... Agh!" he puts her head in her hands. "It's like I'm able to...feel."

I chuckle under my breath.

"Feel?"

"You know, I feel those things besides evil in me."

"You mean feelings?"

"Those!" he exclaims excited to see that I got it right. "But demons can only feel desire for evil. It's the only thing I know, seeing others suffer and all the evil they once did destroys them is so nice, but that's not what I feel with Shameena."

I grimace, I really understand what he means.

"Don't think about it too much." I advise him. "I have studied many things throughout my existence, however I never stopped to pay attention to the mark that every demon possesses, now that I see myself enslaved by mine I regret it, that is another reason why I want to return home, there I will have access to all the necessary information about it."

"Do you think it's possible to remove the mark?" he asks intrigued.

"I'm not sure." I admit.

He nods.

"If it were possible, would you remove your mark from Aisha?"

"I really don't know." I murmur. "Actually, Aisha is too annoying, she is all the time being weak and simply her demonic progress is slower than I expect, even if today I have seen an advance, it is something that should have already happened, however her process is devilishly slow. She is fearful and stubborn, reckless and foolish, at certain times all I want to do is destroy her. "I pause a little and pucker my lips thoughtfully. "However, the thought of her being gone makes me feel strange. As if my obsession is not only with evil but with her."

I blink in astonishment and come out of my reverie. I expect mockery from Asmodeus, but he only nods.

"If you somehow discover a way to get rid of the mark, don't tell Shameena." he asks.

"Why?"

He sighs.

"I curse myself so much for saying this." he assures me. "But I really wanted to give her my mark."

I look at him completely astonished.

"What?"

"You can't tell her!" he warns me quickly. "I guess I still don't quite understand, she's so damn irritating, capricious and sadistic, yet I want her for myself." he grimaces. "I feel so satisfied to know that she is stuck with me. I think I'll go kill someone to even out my dilemma a bit."

"How would that help even it out?" I ask amusedly.

"Quite simply, instead of thinking about Shameena, I'll have to think about how to hide my little play from Death." he winks and sits up. "Challenging Death is fun."

"He gets too serious when you mess with humans."

"It's Life's influence over him, I don't know how Diablo doesn't end up being influenced by your mother."

I laugh at his comment.

"Of course he is influenced, but my father is evil, so he can't change completely."

"What about you?"

Change?

In what way?

I don't think I am able to be more compassionate or condescending because of Aisha, however the mark always changes something inside us, in my case I don't know what it will be.

"I am the prince of darkness." I shrug my shoulders. "Evil was born with me."

Asmodeus laughs and nods.

"I think we should get out of here, the so-called mother of this Camille will realize that we are in her daughter's room."

That woman is too happy, it's disgusting.

"She's a human I'd really like to torture." I admit. "Just imagine her, all bloody and begging for mercy, it's very soothing."

We both sigh nostalgically.

Something I really need and want to do when I return to Hell is to torture a few souls, that's always very rewarding.

We head to the window and jump out of it to stealthily fall into the garden, Aisha is in one of the rooms chatting with the human who thinks she is her mother, which gives me the opportunity to go out and look for the beast alone, once again.

Asmodeus materializes at a search point opposite to mine in order to cover more territory.

I begin my search concentrating on detecting some higher energy, either celestial or demonic.

Nothing here.

(...)

I walk slowly through a disgustingly crowded place, as much as I despise being next to these foul creatures, I have to make sure that the beast doesn't try to hide its presence among them.

Some humans watch me in amazement, I think one tries to sniff me.

They are mad, and not in the fun way like me. When I'm about to leave this place, I see that not far from me, a commotion is going on.

"SNAKE!" a human shrieks heartbreakingly.

I walk quickly to where she is and there I see it.

A huge snake of a peculiar golden color is moving in my direction, I roll my eyes and bend down so it can climb up my arm.

"Very original, father." I murmur.

The humans watch me dumbfounded and I move far enough away so that I can materialize in a distant place.

I make sure that no humans are nearby and I set my father on the ground, he squirms to finally take his original physical form.

He stares at me and smiles broadly.

"My son, I see you have managed to increase your tolerance for these entertaining beings." he congratulates.

"And I see that you are still inclined to frighten them." I tease.

He laughs mischievously.

"A simple animal manages to make them prisoners of their panic, imagine the possibilities to make them go crazy with fear." he incites.

I laugh lightly, feeling adrenaline as I imagine them completely pathetic and vulnerable.

"What are you doing here?" I ask.

"I came to make sure you don't massacre this world, the Celestials wouldn't like that at all, a war with them sounds fun, but I remind you that many demons feed on the cries of these creatures."

I grimace and nod.

"I don't forget it." I say reluctantly.

"How goes your search for our Beast?"

"So far I know it's in this area, it's only a matter of time before I get it back."

My father nods in satisfaction.

"How is your soul?"

"At the moment, it is replacing the presence of a human in this world, so that caused some setbacks." I admit.

"I am impressed that you are managing to blend in."

"You underestimate me." I raise an eyebrow.

"We are all prisoners of our desires, my son, and I know that you and I have a certain obsession with the agony of others, we love to be the cause of it."

"However father, I know how to control myself."

He smiles, aware that he has succeeded in irritating me.

"I will return to Hell and inform the great demons that the mission is proceeding successfully."

I nod, secretly envying him for returning to Hell.

"May the darkness meet your path."

"And guide my destiny."

I watch him fade away, as if he had never been here.