Night::Awakening:: Can you trust a demon? (Gray)

“Finally!”
“You’re out, Sally?”
“Yeah. I am beat. How about you?”
“Gotta close shop before heading out.”
“Oh okay. I’ll wait for you outside then.”
“Okay.”

The conversation and the people there were same ever night. Sally with her bear sticker bag complaining all day long about how she wanted to get a better job. Tom with his laid back attitude, telling her she would get her chance. These kids. This gas station. Always the same.

Maybe this sameness was why it was so strange on this night, as the pair locked down the place and stepped into the cool air, to find a third gas station attendant there. The pair were laughing, but stopped as their eyes landed on the petite figure that stood by gas pump 13 with its back to them. From behind the pair could see it was a red head wearing a outfit of long pants and a short sleeve shirt that matched the design of all gas station attendants. This figure even had the hat, but there was something about the figure that had the pair uneasy.

“Do you know that person?” Sally would whisper as she instinctively moved closer to Tom for safety. The dark hair male shook his lightly before pulling up his courage and stepping forward a bit to speak to the strange person.

“Excuse me, but we are closed now, so I am going to have to ask you to leave,” he would call in a firm, yet non-hostile tone. The figure at the pump did not move. Frowning and sighing inwardly, Tom put on his big boy pants as he moved to confront the stubborn person. He didn’t understand why people just didn’t listen at this time of night.

However, Tom would never make it to the person at the pump. From somewhere behind him, he heard Sally let out a small yelp of fear. Turning to see what was wrong, the young man’s blue eyes would widen as a shadow fell over him. In a gust of heavy wind, Tom and Sally would vanish from the gas station. The only one left was the red head at pump thirteen.

The red head would let out a small sigh as a small smirk came to pale lips. “Heh. Guess I have to work after all,” the faint voice would mutter in mild amusement as the figure pushed itself from the pump and began to walk.


30 minutes later, the clock would strike midnight.

The usually quiet residential area of Sunlake Palms would find itself visited by the strange red head that had been at the gas station only 30 minutes ago. How the red head got from point A to B so fast was unknown, but it probably didn’t matter. What mattered was that he was here now.

The figure moved at a casual pace as a pale hand would reach into its pocket and pull out a sleek black phone. With quick fingers it would type a text before flipping the phone closed once more.

Somewhere a text message would come to a particular man’s phone. It would read.


A message sent in error? Perhaps, but what would happen if the man it was sent to actually went to the location spoken of?

The red head would make it to the edge of the forest within good time before stopping before the vast place. It would take a moment to observed the forest that made all fear it with its reputation. The humans stayed clear of it due to rumors, but this person? No. This figure did not flee from its presence as it tilted its head back to observe the beauty more. Such a peaceful place and one that the being actually liked wandering from time to time; however, tonight it was not here for a leisurely stroll.Tonight blood hung thick in the air and a target rested further in.

The figure typically could handle these issues alone, but this particular target? Well something told the being that it was not for him to slay. No something else was suppose to take care of the problem, but who or what the being did not know and wouldn’t know until the text sent was answered either by arrival or no arrival. Taking golden orbs off the forest, the figure would raise its closed phone to look at it.

12:05 am read the display.

Mmm. 10 minutes then for a reply before the event would be considered null and the figure would have to take care of the problem himself. Pocketing his phone, the figure would cross its arms and go back to watching the forest expecting to wait for some time; however, only three minutes would go by before the sounds of footsteps would cause the figure to smirk.

Keeping his back to the one approaching, the figure would listen to the sounds of the footsteps get closer. When said approacher was close enough, the figure would finally shift in his spot, his hands in his pocket as he looked over at the one with him with a casual glance from under his hat. His eyebrows would rise with amused at what he saw.

“Hmph, so the winner is a human. Cute,” he would say to himself quite amused as he watched with strange eyes. The figure would stay quiet, watching and waiting for the other to do something, but what those strange eyes would not tell.

The red head would quietly study the other with a smirk on his pale lips. While the other was a good foot in height over the smaller male, the guy did not flinch or back down as he continued his study. When asked a question, the male would smirk.

“Heh. I wasn’t calling you cute. Though I wouldn’t say you are bad looking, but cute is not a word for you; however, I don't think you came here to hear about looks now did you?” the male said as he chuckled and then calming a bit he would let out an amused snort. “You humans have an odd perception of favorable. You’ll learn favorable never has a time or place to show its face.” The male would pause and tilt his head a bit at the question.

“Reason? Maybe not,” the male would say as he shift his weight and while it didn’t seem like he moved, he would unexpectedly be in the others personal space. Without warning he would tiptoe and kiss the other on the cheek. There was no passion behind this kiss or any hint he was trying to do anything weird. It was a simply an action. Though why he performed this odd action, well…

The light kiss would be performed before the other was stepping away and returning to his spot.

This time the man would see exactly how the red head had managed to get into his space so quickly before. As the red head went back to the ground and made the action to step back, he would shift into a smoke like substance before reforming in his spot at the entrance of the forest.

With his back slightly to the other, the red head would reach up and pull off his hat slowly, revealing a pair of cat like ears before he continued, the smirk on his face never leaving.

“Then again. Maybe the reason is just waiting to be revealed,” the male would finish. From here he would jerk his head lightly in the direction of the forest before turning to enter it. It was almost as if the strange guy expected the other to follow, but why?

Regardless of the strangeness or the fact that whatever the man was dealing with wasn’t human, the man summoned had a choice: Follow the other into the forest or bale before this got even stranger.

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“No you didn’t imply anything at all. Thus why I could play with the word and translate them how I wanted to,” the red head would say with a small smirk in turn. It was true the situation on both ends were left vague; however, why the human felt the need to elaborate was beyond him. And looky here. Heh. He was even trying to give him etiquette lessons! The nerve of this one.

Quite amused, he would laugh out loud for a moment before the laugh settled into a grin laced with mischief. “Ah. I get it. I bet you think I summoned you here on purpose don't ya? Well let me shed some light on the situation,” he would say and then pausing he would pull out his phone. He would show the small black device to the other as he waved it a bit. “I don’t choose what this thing actual does. It gives a job and I follow it. Tonight it said send a message, so I did.” He would then place the phone back in his pocket before looking back at the other his smirk firmly in place still. “From there, it’s kind of like a game of Russian Roulette.” He would form his hand into a gun like shape and place it to the side of his head. “You never know what will happen until you pull the trigger.” He would emphasis the point with a hand gesture that mimicked said words of pulling a trigger on a gun. Afterwards, he would let his hand drop as he winked at the other, leaving his words as vague as ever.

When he performed his next set of actions, he got a rather boring reaction. This guy was all frowns and no fun at all. Man where was the flipping out? No blushing? No yelling? Jeez Lady Fate sure pulled a boring one tonight. Either that or this one was so passive he just didn't care what happened. Sad, but he supposed he’d just have to deal with it. After all, it wasn’t his place to meddle in Lady Fate’s affairs. She had chosen this guy for something, so it couldn’t be all bad right? Pushing the displeasure aside with a light "hmph" and small frown, the red-head would give his answer before walking into the forest.

He would walk only a few pace in before pausing to see if the other would even humor Lady Fate enough to follow him. He always did find these games a hit or miss, so whether it worked or not was up in the air. It was actually surprising the guy had come this far and he supposed if the guy did run off, then his master would simply do something else to catch her prey. Though what would she do? And would it be a kind thing?

He would ponder this for a moment longer until his ears twitched at the sound of an approach. Blinking golden eyes would turn to see the man had indeed followed. Quite amused by this, the cat man would smirk before turning to move further into the place following the scent of blood only he could trace.

As he walked, the man following would notice the red-head's appearance changing becoming more and more catlike as they continued on in silence that was only broken by a question.

“If I fancy to play them, then yes,” he would answer with back in laid back tones not seeming to really answer anything with the vague response. “I think the bigger question is: why did you decide to come to a random call anyway? Why do you stay, huh?” he would ask...though his motives behind that question were unknown. Regardless of this, he would fall silent to see what sort of answer he would get.

“Such an impatient and mouthy human,” the male would say with a smirk as his eyes narrowed with the action. While it was true this particular creature could take offense at this sort of behavior and could probably turn this into an ugly affair, the man’s boldness kept the otherwise tricky cat in good spirits, thus saving him from gaining a few scratches on his pretty little face. Guess Lady Luck favored him tonight too. As for his words...

“I don’t pretend to know anything. I just gathered from attitude that maybe your thoughts pointed towards said question posed earlier. So it wasn't an assumption so much as a deduction. As for my answer, it wasn't as pointless as you make it out to be. I actually gave you a straight answer. You can’t expect things to be crystal clear all the time and quite frankly this is as clear as they are going to get when it comes to Lady Fate and the way she works. Sorry if this isn’t to your liking and a waste of your time, but is it honestly my fault you got up to waste time with us tonight?” he would respond back in laid back tones as he continued to walk. The forest around them was oddly quiet, but somewhere in the distance the sound of running water could be heard and the scent of death was becoming strong enough that even the man with him would begin to smell it. Unphased by this he would push forward ducking under a low branch as the sound got louder.

However, loud sounds aside he would hear the man’s words and question; however, he would take a while to answer as they got closer the body of water that revealed itself to be a large pond. The waters were crystal clear as the cat approached the edge and kneeled down seeming to look for something. When he seemed to have found what he was looking for he would stand and look over to the other. He would sigh a bit before giving the other a thin smirk at the answer recieved.

“Hmph, so curiosity is half the reason you are here and then the other half is made up of mystery and just because,” he would say as he looked off to the side seeming to think on something for a moment before nodding a bit as golden eyes returned to the other. Maybe he had accepted something, but what that was no one knew and probably would never know since he seemed to address the question rather than elaborate any.  “If that is what you want to call me, then sure. I am a demon,”he would say once more confirming nothing...or so it seemed on the surface. Despite the odd answer, he would become seem to come back to answering an earlier question.

"Choices and reasons. It is always those two that we question, ain't it?" the cat man would say before tilting his head at the other.

As he did this, the man the cat watch would feel something within him unlock with a dull pinch inside his mind. As this thing unlocked it would fill him up a strange dizzying energy that caused man’s vision to become hazy. What was happening now?

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The red headed cat man would continue to walk, a smirk appearing on his face as he listened to the remarks from the other. When he found a space to talk he would, his voice carrying an amused tone to it.

“Some things humans aren’t meant to understand. Just as some rules are not meant to be broken. You say without understanding things are pointless, eh?” he would chuckle darkly as he flicked his tail. He seemed to be amused by some thought he would not share with the other. In the end, the other would get a small finishing line. "What a silly notion.”

The cat would become quiet as they came to the body of water. Turning to the other with the smirk on face, he would tilt his head slightly. “Unlike you this is not a waste of time for me at all. For time is trivial for me. I only used the phrase 'wasting time' because humans seem to value time so very much….when the ironic thing is, they don’t really have any time at all,” the cat would say his voice distorting a bit as the world around them began to swirl and shift.

As the world changed, the man before him would sway and hit the ground. Grinning even more, the cat-like demon would watch the other as he changed and when golden eyes met his own, the would give the other a blank stare for a moment and then hearing the words said, he would laugh as the water behind him turned pink and skulls and bones began to make themselves apparent.

The once beautiful forest became a world of decay and death and in the middle of this hideous mess stood the cat with a fangy grin.

“We couldn’t agree more human...or so I say kin?” the creature would say as he raised a clawed hand and played with a chain on his neck watching the other quite amused at what was happening.

“We wonder if you are actually up to this task or if you are another soul that will decorate my platter and feel my belly. Lady Fate never tells me all the details when it comes this sort of job. Makes me excited to dig in,” the demon would say and then seeming to remember something he would look to the side and scratch his cheek a bit sheepishly.

“Ah yes, but where are my manners. I do have to play a bit fair or else would be boring. And boring is a no-no here,” he would say as he snapped his fingers causing a black case to appear before the other. The case would float for a few seconds before it rushed towards the ground and with a loud clatter hit the ground and opened scattering an assortment of bullets and guns before the other.

“Choose whichever one pleases you. And also take this,” he would dig in his pocket pulling out an item before tossing it to the man. If he were to catch it, the man would find it was a strange vial of something.

“That should level the playing field tonight since I don’t think anyone will be running out here to save you anytime soon,” the cat would say with a chuckle as it continued to eye the man with that grin, not bothering with the issue of a name for now as it continued to observed his prey.

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“Hehe,” the cat would chuckle lightly as his grin became more fangy and his ears folded downward as his eyes narrowed with the action. “Perhaps what you say is correct and then again maybe it is all wrong. Understanding is matter of perception after all. So whether I understand humans or not does not matter in the end,” the cat would purr as he watched the other, his attitude playful and cryptic as ever. It seemed that even if the other before him was not liking the situation, this cat was enjoying himself quite a lot.

When the other became quiet about the time issue and sometime later a different form of voice responded to him, the cat's wide grin would somehow grow even more.  

“We cats are the luckiest of all creatures of after all. You should never have a need to guess or doubt that,” the cat would say remaining mostly cocky and overjoyed for a while; however, some of that joy would fade a bit as he let the rest of what was said sink in. “It is unfortunate we are nothing alike then. At least with similarities, we would’ve had some common ground. That really is too bad,” the cat would say seeming a bit disappointed for a few seconds before the grin was back in full swing. “Well what else am I suppose to call you outside of human or kin? It is not like we took the time to give names,” the cat would say as he continued to play with the chain that hung loosely from his collar.

His attitude would remain carefree until he heard the words annoying and boring coming out of the others mouth. To this golden eyes would snap back to the other quickly.

“What an unruly little moth. How dare you call me a bore when you’re the one who doesn’t play,” the cat's voice carried amusement, but underneath the fun tone there seemed to be something else there. Something dangerous. The cat didn’t seem ruffled on the outside...though its golden eyes did flashed with some form emotion as it watched the other make his choice, take the item, and then seemingly flip back to his human personality. It was an amusing display; however, as amusing as the situation was for the cat, it seemed that the time for business had finally arrived as the man seemed to accept the fact that the cat was going to play regardless of his own personal preference.

Seeming quite content with this acceptance from the other, the cat would lean back in the air and begin to float as it crossed one leg over the other his eyes never leaving the other's grey face. The ground would swallow the case, remaining guns, and ammo as wind began to gather around the floating cat pulling at trees and making the already horrible scene dance.

With eyes completely focused on its prey the cat would give the other a large grin full of malice as the trees bent around them with a groan signalling the beginning of the battle.

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“You are quite lecturer and yet you assume much about us yourself and do not seek understanding with your own remarks and bites. Such a contradiction,” the cat creature would say as its eyes narrowed at the man demon before him, his tones suggesting he was becoming quite agitated despite the smile in place.

He didn’t really care for this one’s attitude, but then again maybe that was because he didn’t like hearing some nasty truths about himself. Whatever the case was, the cat still grinned as it continued to listen to what the other had to say before responding back.

“Common grounds would matter rather it was a job or not. Can't have nice chats without it,” he would say and then rolling his eyes at the next comments he would answer. “I suppose not. I guess no matter how one tries, our species are naturally going to butt heads no matter what the form. A sad story, but one I guess will not be rewritten tonight.”

It honestly was sad this situation. He wanted to play more, but this creature was proving to be such a bore with its logic and questioning. Why couldn’t he simply be like most humans and just become confused or play along? Why did this one have to be so difficult? The cat would ponder this as he watched his target and then finally the smile would fade as the whole name issue came up. To this the cat would raise an eyebrow.

“You really are stuck on that one, aren’t you? I don’t see why it matters so much. Name. No Name. Label. No label. It is all the same. So what is your point?" he would ask seeming to not understand the point behind this at all. He wasn’t harming anything by his labeling, so why stress the point of using names or not using them so? Honestly humans could be baffling sometimes.

Regardless of this, the grin would come back turning more
malicious the more the other spoke.

“Is that so? Well, I am just gonna have to fix that little problem, won’t I?” the cat would practically pur the words. It was true that what it considered to be fun and a game another may not, but even so this cat was a very prideful creature that would not ever admit it had any faults. As result it only took offense at what was said and sought to erase the offender.

It was this selfish and childish desire that made the demon become hostile and threaten the other…and it was this same desire that caused the floating cat to become quite beastly after the first attack. The flames engulfed it and while it did not knock it down or anything of that nature, the fires did make the creature yelp in pain a bit before it was growling. What came out of that wall of flames was a very burnt and ruffled cat no longer wearing a smile.

Instead the creature had bared fangs and came after the other with claws extended ready to tear into flesh when it got near.

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