Hell's Fire (Sebastian Michealis Love Story)

Chapter 28

Demetria fell asleep quickly, her breathing even. Dai flicked his tongue in her direction and rested his head on his body, falling asleep next to her. It seemed to be only a few minutes later when Demetria bolted awake clutching her head, and intense screaming in her head. She curled into a ball until the screaming stopped.

    "Did you forget about Arnold Heisberth, flower?" Demetria bit her lip and crawled out of bed, getting dressed again. "Good girl, you know what you're supposed to do." She sighed softly and looked over at Dai who was now looking at her curiously. Demetria walked over and gently ran her fingers across Dai's head, letting him know that it would be okay. She bit her lip and looked over at her small bag of personal belongings and pulled a small dagger out of the bag. "Ah, ah, ah, not the dagger flower. This time, you'll be using your sword. The circus must be the last thing he sees. I believe Beast left a small mirror and makeup bag by the chest-touch up your makeup. After all, he saw you performing." Demetria sighed softly and pulled out the mirror out of the bag, lighting a small lamp to see that she had but everything on right. After fixing her dress slightly, she pulled out the makeup and made her lips the red they were earlier and touched up the swirls.

    Demetria sighed and blew out the lamp setting it back down. She wrote down something for Dai to read about where she was going-even though she wasn't sure if he could read-and set it down for him. Eagerly, Dai slithered forward and read the note saying that she would be back soon. She slid the sword into its cuff, adjusted it, and walked out of her tent, careful to make sure she wasn't spotted.

    She made her way into the town, running at a steady pace, following the voices directions. "Stop flower. Wait here. He should show up and run into the alleyway you're in, about to scream about the circus going crazy. When he reaches the alleyway you're in, run him through with your sword." Demetria sighed softly and nodded, pulling out her sword. "I want him dead, because he'll ruin my master's circus, flower." Demetria frowned, wondering who this man that spoke in her head was-and how he could somehow see her.

    She shook her head and ready herself for when the man came running into the alleyway. Fortunately, she didn't have to wait too long. Arnold Heisberth soon ran into the alleyway, panicked. Demetria readied her sword and pointed it at him.

    "Oh... another one of you circus freaks?!" Arnold was about to scream-Demetria could tell. Without hesitating, Demetria swung her sword at him, passing her sword through his neck. Soon she saw Joker running into the alleyway prepared to catch the runner-only to pause when he saw Demetria standing over the body.

    "Blade... did 'ee follow us?" Joker asked, making his way over to her.

    Demetria looked up at him and shook her head, a small amount of blood speckling over her face. Joker looked up from the body to Demetria.

    "'Ee did this?" Demetria nodded slightly and put her sword back into its cuff, adjusting it. Joker sighed softly and mumbles. "Guess I don't feel as bad anymore..." Demetria looked at his confused and he waved his hand. "I'll explain it later." Demetria nodded slightly and sighed softly, looking at the body that now lay on the ground. "You should get back to the circus?" Demetria looked up at him slightly before nodding. "I promise, I'll explain everything to 'ee." Demetria nodded and turned away, walking away from the scene, pulling a cloth out from her bodice. She wiped her face clean of the blood-not taking the makeup with it, as the makeup had dried. She made her way back to the circus, not in a hurry to go anywhere.

    "You did good flower... though, I suppose I will have to hold off on the other people I want assassinated... unless you'd be willing to do it for a reward...." Demetria stopped dead in her tracks. She looked around and and wanted to hear what the voice had to say. "dammit. Flower, look, we can't do this tonight, I'm sorry, but possibly another night flower. Goodnight-and clean your sword." Demetria sighed softly and nodded, making her way back to the circus. She snuck back into her tent and saw Snake standing there, holding Dai.