Requested: Ukn0wn_we1rd_c0re
Warnings: Religious stuff? Hell, cussing, weapons, fighting.
[UPDATE]
This series was already pretty platonic so all I needed to do was change the sign. I'll still skim through the text though. It's like picking ticks off of your dog.
Grammar updates because I don't fricken KNOW what I was doing.-------------
You walked out of your job's glass doors. The red light of the 'sun' shined on hell's ground. It seemed that the light never dimmed or disappeared, so there was never a night or a day, just times. It also made it harder to sleep, but after the years you got used to it.
As you walked down the street the only sound that was heard was you walking. It was a warm night, the wind blew softly, but something didn't seem right. Your mind wandered back to that young boy you saw today. Mark, was it? Yes. As you were in deep thought you heard a grunt from the alley to your left. You quickly got your knife out, the last thing you wanted was to get jumped. You poked your head around the corner to see three guys fighting.
You usually wouldn't pay any mind these things and you'd continue walking. However, something told you to chase them off. And of course this wouldn't be hard since you had two sides. Your regular side, which you were currently in and your other side. Your other side made you 5x bigger, gave your 200 extra, sharp teeth, made your hands turn into black claws and changed your eye color.
You stepped into the alley and approached the men quietly. You looked over their shoulders to see Mark. You both gasped as the sight of each other which alarmed the attackers. They quickly changed their attention to you. One had light brown hair with blue eyes, the other silver hair with brown eyes. You growled and held your knife up to them. "Go home boys, or this is about to get real messy." The blue eyed one chuckled. "You think your little knife is going to save you?" He asked. You scoffed and rolled your eyes. "No, but I will," You quickly and painlessly changed into your demon form. The guys gasped and backed up. What were they expecting? They were in hell, after all.
"Now, what the fuck did you think you were going to do to him?" You growled and backed the men up to the walls that were behind them. They stumbled on their words. "Nuh..nothing," The silver head said. You growled and slashed at them. Both guys got deep gashes in their chest. Blood squirted and spilled everywhere. Some even hit Mark, which made him flinch and cower. You turned to him and he backed up, fear flooded his eyes. You crouched down and held your hand out to him. He flinched but hesitantly took it and right when he did you picked him up. Mark gasped and held onto you tightly. "You're going to stay with me," You declared. Mark just nodded. He shook in your arms..Part three is being worked on!!!
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