The Other King

Autumn- Lonely Walk

I should’ve left when Devanar told me to leave, I should have. But I wanted to make sure Crow was okay, I didn’t expect to see Devanar and Crow making out. I couldn’t take my eyes off the horror. I knew Devanar and Crow saw each other after training but I didn’t know they were a thing. I couldn’t help fall to the floor and watch through the little crack of the door with tears streaming down my cheeks. I had to silent my cry, holding my hand to my mouth. I couldn’t move, stuck watching Crow’s body get used in ways I didn’t know possible. The dark of the hallway hid me from their eyes, they didn't even know I could see them.
I got up quickly after Devanar entered Crow, I rushed out of the hut and slammed the door behind me. Not that they’d care that I left, they were too busy. I couldn’t see through the blur but I continued down the road letting out an angry cry.
Crow. My Crow with Devanar.
I wipe my cheeks and continue on. I can’t think of them, I can’t.
I didn’t have my mask on but I don’t care, I’ll shift and shadow-travel however I please. I won’t obey his rules anymore, fuck. He doesn’t deserve it.
I saw a pair of skullies up ahead. Maybe it’s a good thing I didn’t have my mask on, they could tell I was a fake. One had a bird face, the bone twisted and mixed in his neck. The other was a cat.
I ignored them, mad and angry at the world and for the feelings I felt for my leader. I scream loudly, falling to my knees in frustration. “Fuck!” The skullies heard and looked in my direction. One of them unsheathed her sword, I left without a weapon. I thought about shifting when they came close but the risk would be too over rated. They know my face, I can’t risk them finding out the rest of the group.
“It’s a little dangerous to be out alone.” The female said. Her beak was still as she talked. Her black sockets showed no sign of sight either.
The man with his sword out came close too, his head titled as he looked me up and down. “How much is he worth?”
The female said, “fifty and maybe more.”
I took a step back but the female took one as well. “Poor thing, scared?” I don’t know much on skullies, if their mages, sorcerers and witches, if they were natural born, or what magical rules they connect with or cross. I’m not as physically strong as Crow but I am magically stronger.
If I’m worth fifty and more, I wonder how much they are worth. The male tries to grab me but I slip through and appear right behind them. While they’re stuck in confusion, I grab a hanging dagger off his belt and stab his neck. He roars in anger and turns, ripped it out and healed the cut.
“Never seen a power like that.” The female says. “We could’ve brought the gem if we knew what we were dealing with.” I think about the stone Crow gave Devanar, one that copies an ability for a period of time.
I scoff, the female turns and flips about to stab her own sword into my chest but I create a black shield, blocking her attack and creating a solidified sword to stab into her side. I mutter a short curse to permanently keep the sword locked, allowing the blood to escape out of the sides.
The male tries to take it out but fails. “You fucker!” He screams. He charged me but I grabbed his face and muttered another spell, allowing me to peacefully take off the skull and have his face bleed out. I grimace in disgust as I do the same with the female. Unlike Crow, I don’t raid the loot off corpses I kill, or steal their coins and money. But I do trade for spell books. I want to get stronger with my magic even if I have to mutter curses and phrases in demonic languages. I want to use my power in ways I know I can.
I know I have to keep this from the others, Crow already sees me as a monster so if he sees this he’ll definitely think I’m conspiring against him even though I’m really doing this to protect him. The thought of him and Devanar still attacks the part of my brain that cares for him but I want to. I don’t want to think of my wasted time for a chance, I want to prove to him I’m not the monster he makes me out to be.