Demons //h.s

Chapter Sixteen

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HARRYS POV

"Maybe I should've got rid of her when I had the chance, Styles." Zayn paces the room again, anger driven and fed up. He's talking about Gemma, how he turned me into the beast I hate being, a demon. I shiver at the fact that I almost killed Scarlett, and I could see it happening, but I couldn't control it. Gemma always knows how to control it when I can't, and for that I myself am thankful, but as it would seem, Zayn isn't.

"We had a deal Zayn." I say rather sternly, earning a glare from Zayn. He nods his head bitterly. I know he doesn't ever go back on a deal, so I know he won't hurt or control Gemma in any way. On the other hand, I can't protect Scarlett from him in any way, but most of all I can't protect Scarlett from myself.

"You've become soft, and it's because of that girl." Zayn spits bitterly. "You can't protect her Harry, it's not part of our deal. You get Amber, and whatever gets in your way, you eliminate. Can that be put any simpler? Get the job done now!" He booms, shaking the thick earthly walls surrounding us.

"Yes, sir." I take a deep breath and leave the room.

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SCARLETTS POV

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"Harry knew he couldn't harm his best friend. His physical may of been a monster, but deep in his heart somewhere he knew that it was Louis." Gemma sips her soup in front of the fire, the flames casting a dangerous glow on her features.

"Well he's not my bloody best friend now, hey?" Louis snorts, pretty much inhaling the soup in one go. "Almost killed me, and not the first time, was it?"

"He spared you Louis, no matter what form Harry's in, he still see's you." Gemma argues, trying to stay as calm as possible, although I can sense the tension rising in the air as she furrows her thick, dark eyebrows. Louis doesn't respond, instead of taking a deep breath and deciding to agree with her to spare arguing. He winces as he climbs up, bruises covering almost every part of his small body. I wonder what part of 'sparing Louis' Gemma see's in this, well apart from death of course.

"Gemma is an angel, just like Amber. She was taken from Harry, and of course her parents were killed in the process. Harry knew what was going on, he's a smart lad." Louis hunches over on his make-shift bed, rubbing his eyes with the palms of his hands and then combing them through his hair quite forcefully, exhaling deeply. I listen closely, afraid of what I'm about to hear. "Scarlett, I should've told you. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."

"Zayn's building an army." Gemma takes over, her strong an unmerciful tone overriding Louis' apologetic one.

"Zayn?" I question, rubbing my knees as I sit cross legged across from Gemma. The cold night air has set in, making the fire our only source of heat and comfort in the unforgiving conditions.

"The devil. It's just like the old bible stories: he used to be an angel, a source of good and magic in this cruel word, but he was then betrayed by a loved one, rather then being kicked out of 'heaven,' or whatever it was." Gemma makes swirling patterns in the dirt floor as she talks, clearly tired and uninterested by the story, but I'm only getting more and more worried. "Anyway, he's building some sort of army, and for some reason, us angels have something big to do with it."

The only noise in the room is the crackling of the steady fire as I try to get my head around all the information I've been given, as well as how much more I need to find out.

"Do you know why he's doing this? What he plans to do?" I ask. Gemma shrugs, now poking at the dirt with her index finger.

"Power, world domination, a feather collection. Who knows."

Louis chuckles slightly from where he's now lying down, and then it's silent again, the fire crackling and snapping occasionally and casting ghostly shadows on our tired faces. I'm tempted to ask what part Harry comes into this, or even how, but as Gemma gets up from her sitting position and walks into another room, not bothering to wish us goodnight, I am left alone with Louis in the silence that is so loud I feel as if my ears could burst.

I just pray that Amber is safe, but an aching thought in the back of my brain tells me that she never has, and never will be.

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AMBERS POV

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They can smell fear, I repeat to myself, not daring to move an inch.

Don't be afraid.

My heart pumps in my chest even louder, and as I hear the cry of Lux I know it's getting closer, any moment now and I could be next. Whatever next is going to mean. I can only just hear the crunching of undergrowth over the sound of the thumping of blood in my ears. I shut my eyes tightly, holding my breath in as I prepare for the worst to come.

They can smell fear, don't be afraid.

I'm afraid.

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