Same goals, different reasons. The demon with hate built up from the last 4 years of his life burns up the village where he lived. His hate doesn't stop, he decides to avenge the two dear people who were killed by the vampire he worked for.
The ange...
Harry is just walking around the room, trying to think. We're back at our room, my legs are sore as fuck and Mr Demon is thinking about...something. I don't know what he's thinking about but it looks bad. Never in my life have I seen him thinking that much.
"What are you thinking about?" I ask, bored. "Well it's the fact that the deadline is so soon, I need a plan A and B." Harry answers. "Maybe I'm overthinking..." "Shouldn't you make it easy for you?" I question. "I don't know anything about fighting or what he even can do but you're strong." "Like a trap?" he raises an eyebrow, I nod acting as if I know anything.
Can you blame me when your own boyfriend is literally able to destroy anything without effort having to fight a 5034 year old man while I just beg to mother nature? I don't wanna be smart or strong, I just want money and good life, not as if I can have a good life if the first person to actually care about me would die. I'm happy we're engaged atleast.
Mr Demon thinks more, as if he's in a bubble. I keep staring at the ring on his finger, it feels like a dream still but it makes me feel like I did something special in my life for once...how'd I even get a guy like him? It feels worse knowing exactly how he might leave but not knowing how I got him.
"I think I have one idea..." Harry states. "What is it?" I ask, looking up from the ring. "I can attempt to paralyze him, especially when he's berserk there will be a lot of destruction." he answers. "And, I think the best way to go about it with gas which I'll need your help with." "My help?" I question, how the fuck am I helpful. "Well you're an angel, your wings can let you fly away easily and you don't need to breathe as much as the rest of us because you can fly high up where there's little air." he explains. "So you can set it up with less danger." "You just summarized my one year biology class with one sentence." I mumble. "How are we even gonna get something like that?"
Harry smiles, his hand turning into a gun gesture as if he's shooting something. Wait, does he mean that he'll use our work connections and black market as a way to get it? That's pretty smart but also obvious...because if the vampire is berserk then he can't think, he'll basically not realize he's breathing in gas. Won't it be dangerous for Harry though? He might get injured and it might also get in his body...
Does he know? Has he thought about it? Is there a plan? My brain is gonna get fried from all these questions but I don't want him to get close to dying or die. Whenever I think about it, my heart hurts and I feel like my eyes burn. He deserves the world and if this is what he wants then it's fine but it's not fine if he dies.
"But it'll hurt you too..." I mumble. "It's a double edged sword, I know." Harry gives a reassuring smile. "I think it'll take place near the very place it started and chances are, nothing more than ruble remains." "Our old village?" I ask. "Yeah, probably the most suitable place and that village is in the middle of nowhere after all so if I can get a geographical idea then there's a chance for this plan." he states. "Mass destruction might be involved which will be dangerous for you, if we set it all up before the deadline then I think it works." "Well we only have a few days left so is it possible?" I question.
Harry nods, I think he has it all planned out in his head...that's scary. Come to think of it, he's more functioning than me and never went to school. Sure he's an arsonist and mass killer but I'm fine with that, it's just that he's so smart and can pull off anything in short time. It's stupid that we hardly did anything this past year though...
"Let's start off by getting our hands on what we need, I just need to figure out who to contact..." Mr Demon states. "Azula, she hates the vampire and has like a lot of dark stuff." I reply. "I wouldn't be surprised if she had what we need in her basement or cabinet." "Why don't you give her a call then, I think she trusts you." he responds, sitting next to me on the bed. "I appreciate your help, Strawberry."
Well fuck, I'm burning up from that. Praying to nature Azula isn't busy, I'll just send her a text. I open my phone and contact lists, Harry is looking over my shoulder. I write a simple question, wondering if she has any ideas where to get strong gas to paralyze someone. Somehow she replies instantly...and here I thought she was busy.
Azula: Yeah, got a few friends with some very strong paralysis gas. Why? Liza: Me and Harry need it for killing the vampire Azula: Guess I can fetch you some tomorrow, though I'd be thankful if you bought me some cigarettes in return. Only because I hate that man that I'll be so lenient with you. Liza: Ok thank you! Azula: No problem, you're lucky I'm not as busy as I usually am. Call me if you ever need anything.
I hear a laugh besides me, Harry's arm wraps around my waist getting a kiss on my cheek. He mumbles something that I can't really hear but he looks happy. Wonder how he can always hear me mumbling from a mile away? His eyes are closed and something about him feels so calm...it feels as if he really is confident about everything.
