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TRIGGER WARNING: Violence, blood and some gore details Proceed with caution.
A/N: Hey hey! this is just a heads up to all my old and new readers who have reached this far into my story! I will be fixing the first few chapters of THREE DEVILS because i just learned I hate writing fics under 2k words :D Ya'll are welcome to re-read those chapters or dont, its up to ya'll!
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The Demon hummed a tone as his tall lanky swayed side to side on a rooftop. He is careful with his steps, very graceful as one would describe. One black hoof over the over, not making a sound to catch the attention of the occupants of the house. He spread his long arms out as if he was walking on a tightrope to keep him in balance. He is carefree, thriving and enjoying the crisp air as Samhain is upon the living; - and the Supernatural.
Standing on one hoof, the Demon twirled around and then paused. Setting the other hoof down to keep his balance.
Something caught his attention. A familiar scent lingers nearby and a mouth formed across his black face, curling up into a smile.
They have finally arrived.
He sat down on the roof, knees brought to his ribcage chest. All five teal colored eyes staring right at Kuroo and Kenma, just observing them.
He has never seen these three devils so attached to a human. Unlike their last one.
For the past few weeks, he stayed in the living world after finding out about this lucky human. A human who happens to be the favorite of Andras. Now that's a big one. He recalled hearing murmurs across the great halls, eavesdropping on conversations from local upper rank demons and loyalists. Even lower rank Demon lords were talking. Most were positive and there's some demons that just distaste the fact that three demons are so head over heels for a mortal. The Demon laughed at the negativity. He isn't against this at all.
He is just curious!
He is intrigued by how close the group was getting with each other. Sure, he could ignore this but there's something about this particular human that sparks his interest. He wants to find out for himself...get a little closer... but it's going to be difficult to get around him.
Especially if the Blood Owl is nearby. He quickly looked over his shoulder, out of reflex to make sure that demon wasn't nearby. Owls are silent. They don't make a sound when they are about to strike. He already claimed this town as his territory the moment he was summoned back on this realm and the Demon would be as good as brimstone or worse, devoured, if he gets caught in his talons. He's already risking so much just wandering the borders, but that's the fun of it. The thrill and excitement.
The Demon placed a long claw to where his mouth should be at and thought for a moment. His eyes never leave the happy and laughing pair. A rare sight to see one of his comrades so happy and enjoying the mundane world with a human.
