Goats, Pimps, and Punks

Merlin sat throughout the rest of the day, wondering about the new spear he has. He at least felt good he did something about the shadow, but he was a little upset he couldn't help Vespa from being attacked. "Man, I feel so embarrassed. First I try being a gay Romeo trying to get plowed into submission by a soul manipulating panda guy and a half werewolf half vampire with his ass out on the regular, then I try being a big hero for a dark lord who I literally met today. I seriously need to get good for the sake of my friends, and my own well-being. I should go for a walk and de-stress, and maybe not focus on my libido..." he said as he went outside into the city. He was just enjoying the scenery, seeing all the people walk by and all the loving couples, just enjoying the fresh air. He then noticed someone riding on a skateboard pretty fast down the road. "I would give chase. But that's dog behavior, not to mention weird to do out of the blue." Merlin said watching him ride down. But then he saw a car following close behind and it was pretty close. He then began to sprint towards the car, dodging around people and other things in the way, basically doing parkour around the neighborhood. He ran just behind the car, making a good pace, but then stopped when he seen the goat boy stop at an alleyway. He peeked to see what was happening, but couldn't see much. But he heard what was going on, and it sounded sexual. Merlin couldn't resist trying to stop himself from breaking it up, so he ran in and grabbed the goat boy and started using his skateboard to ride off. But after getting a few feet from where they were, the goat boy punched Merlin in the face and they both fell on the ground. "You ass! I didn't ask for your help, the fuck is wrong with you?!" the goat boy ask healing his cuts from falling. Merlin got up, already healed the cuts on his face. "I was trying to keep you from making a nasty decision, you're welcome by the way asshat. But next time don't punch me while riding on a moving object, that fucking hurts!!" Merlin yelled while rubbing his face. But the goat boy seemed to flip him off, however he only had only three fingers so he looked like he was just pointing up. "Dude, you don't need to lower yourself to being a slut okay? I mean, you seem like a cool punk dude, how about we hit the town? Gotta be better than this bullshit anyways. No giving nasty garbage head from a broke dude who smells like rotting fish. I can tell he had no intention of paying anyways." Merlin suggested. The goat boy thought about it, but ended up agreeing. "Oh...and my name's Manson." he said, fixing his jacket and his hair, which was just an undercut and dyed blue. Merlin introduced himself and suggested they went to a concert.

As they went to the concert, Merlin sensed that something was off. The black car wasn't following them anymore, but he felt the presence of something. He peeked into the astral plane with his mind's eye, but didn't see anyone's astral body behind him which was odd. He disregarded it and went into the concert building, where a band was performing a song about love, sex, demons, and angels. Manson was enjoying the music, while Merlin just watched and tried getting through the crowd. He then got punched, and punched back without hesitating. "Watch where you jab asshole! Next time I aim for those blueberries you call balls!" he yelled. Manson laughed and patted Merlin on the back. "Okay okay, someone's getting into this. Come on, I gotta take a fat leak real quick." he said, pulling Merlin into the restroom. It was full of graffiti and looked pretty unkept. Manson then went into a stall, and Merlin waited. However he didn't hear anything. "Hey, nerd. You wanna get freaky or what? Come on, I'm ready here." Manson said. Merlin then understood what he was trying to do, and went into the next stall and looked through the glory hole. "Listen. I'd..rather not do that with you. Can't we just be friends first, cause I honestly just wanted to hang out today and you're the first one I saw and I don't think someone was cute and cool as you should work for some ugly pimp following you like some creep stalker. So, let's be friends yeah? Maybe just teenage dirtbags. I'm not against beating some ass, kinda should do that more, be myself and such." Merlin said calmly while fiddling with his hair. Manson thought it over and a slight blush came into his cheeks, and agreed to just hang out with Merlin for the day and they both went out of the concert building. "How about we hit the arcade? I'm pretty good at games, plus it's something to do." Manson suggested, which Merlin guided him to. However he still couldn't tell what that strange feeling was that he was feeling. He then saw the car again, and created an anti-telepathy barrier around him and Manson's minds to prevent mind reading. The person in the car lowered the window, showing his red eyes that seemed to be enchanted in order to control Merlin, which worked, as he was under a trance.

Manson didn't notice at all, but did see Merlin was looking strange now. "Um...Merlin? You okay man? What's with your eyes?" he said, but Merlin didn't respond. Merlin then snapped back out, learning the formula and broke the hypnosis. "Jeez I hate mathematics...I am negative ten percent a math person." he groaned. Manson was confused about what he was talking about, so Merlin explained that someone was following and trying to use hypnosis. Manson knew what he meant, and started to walk towards the car, sad that he had to cut the day short, but didn't want anyone getting hurt. Merlin then stopped him with a large astral hand. "You don't go anywhere vamp deer. This fool's mine." he said while making a cloth to cover his eyes from the hypnosis. "So you think you can fight someone like me while blind kid? You've got some real balls to try." the man said, coming out of the car with his dark pants and metallic shoes. He seemed to look like a metal Rockstar with a large scar on his face and bat like wings on his back. He then grew out his nails into long metallic claws. Merlin summoned his spear from his house, and then suddenly vanished in a burst of speed, leaving a crater where he stood. Both of them started clashing, Merlin using his spear like an amateur and barely able to connect a hit, but he was improvising with each swing. Manson couldn't help but watch, seeing that Merlin was fighting and getting hurt for someone he barely knew longer than a couple of hours, and punched him in the face for following his moral code and stopping him from making a bad choice. Merlin then smiled, throwing the spear upwards as a distraction, and striking the man in the chest with his palms. The force made him fly backwards, coughing a bit and hitting the door of the car. "I may not be that good with a spear, but I don't need to be to knock your ass out! Let Manson go, and everyone else with you too you son of a bitch!" Merlin yelled, but the man just laughed while spitting out a bit of blood. "You got spunk kid. Even while blind you can still throw some hands. Why not work for me, I could get you everything you want." he offered. Merlin wasn't listening to his silver tongued words, pointing to Manson. "You can't give me him no matter how much you offer. Now do me a favor and screw off, and don't dream of hurting or pimping out anyone else again or I'll make sure you regret it." he said in a threatening tone. He had the spear pointed at his neck, still blindfolded. The man just smiled and got up, still bruised from the attack. He then swayed downward and landed a swift kick to Merlin's eye with his heel, placing a curse on it as he flew back. "You don't tell me what to do with my property. Now Manson, c'mere and let's go. Leave this trash." he said while Merlin was writhing on the ground clutching his bleeding eye. Manson didn't know what to do, he didn't want to see Merlin get hurt because of him, but he didn't want to betray his kindness. Just then Merlin looked at the man with pure rage, and shot a beam of light from his eye that missed, but singed part if his arm and his wing. "You thought...that curse was enough to stop me so easy? I'm Merlin Pyrite, son of the Twin Saints you fucker!!" Merlin roared as a strange silhouette appeared behind him in the form of wings. The man was surprised, but smiled still and flew off. "We'll meet again. Remember the name Pazuzas, it'll send you to your grave boys. Both of you." he said as he flew away. Merlin then collapsed, his eye in intense pain and him slowly healing it since the curse also had mathematical equations engraved into it's system. Manson was freed from the hand and tried using a healing spell, but it wasn't working. Jikasa then emerged from the grimoire, which was beginning to transform itself. "Listen, I need you to do something for me. And follow my exact instructions or this curse will spread." he said. Manson nodded in agreement and did as he was told, managing to transmute the curse into a new spell. Merlin forced himself to go unconscious, but Manson was glad he was safe. He waited was Merlin was healing, re-evaluating how he was going to pay him back. After 40 minutes, Merlin woke up and saw that his eye was bandaged up and Manson laying next to him waiting. "Hey man. I wanted to say thanks for that back there. But next time, don't almost die. And don't have me stuck in spirit hands unless you're willing to get some rocks off." he said jokingly, making Merlin laugh. He took off his bandage, and his eye seemed fine since he could see out of it. Manson hugged him, thanking him again before offering to be walked home. Merlin agreed and walked with him to a log cabin where four other people were waiting for him, and introduced themselves as Bait, Scatter, Chomp, and Rosa. They were all beastmen, and seemed to be comfortable with Merlin since he protected Manson and said he was welcome anytime.

Merlin walked back home, seeing his parents had left out and left a note that read: Dear son. We had an urgent summons and won't be back for about a week. We left enough money, make sure to feed and take care of the dog. Don't do anything irresponsible, especially if you have a lover there. Love you, Mommy and Daddy.". Merlin left the note on the table, and sat in his room, looking at his eye, which was now shimmering like a galaxy. "A kick and curse to the left eye and I gain a new power. Hoping this doesn't become a trend." he said, ordering dinner and letting the dog sleep on the bed.