The Demons Demise

CHAPTER 6: TRUTH

"Hey, boy." Lex murmured in displeasure, a bitter taste on his tongue. "Why don't you come a little closer?" He then opened his arms, as if gifting this Angel an embrace.
"Ugh, as if I would ever get close to a Demon." The Angel shrugged with distaste.
"Oh. I see." Lex looked down with a small smile. He looked up, eyes meeting with Anouke's. "Your brother, huh..?" His fingers twitched.
"Lex..." Anouke whispered. "Please don't hurt him."
"You're talking to a Demon, Anouke – he'll obviously try."
"Hey..." Lex said, diverting his eyes from Anouke's to the other Angel. "Say, what's your name?"

"Not that it matters, but if you must know, it's Raziel."
"Ra-zi-el." He spoke, as if testing how his name felt to speak out. "Raziel." He smirked. "I don't like you, Raziel." Lex folded his arms and lowered his eyelids a little, looking sullen. "Lex, please. I don't like that look in your eyes. It's scary."
"Oh." His eyes widened. "I look scary? I see. But, listen closely." He inched toward Anouke. Raziel stepped closer but Anouke held up his hand and he stopped, letting Lex whisper into his ear. "I'll show you scary." He reeled back from Anouke's face and stared at him. His fangs protruded from his lips. Anouke saw himself in the reflection of the pupil of Lex's blood-craving eyes. He licked his lips and muttered that same phrase again.

He stepped up to Raziel, staring him down – proving who was stronger just from height. "Hey, boy. I'm still feeling quite hungry, you know. You look like a good meal."
"I dare you."

At the same time, they both stretched out their arms towards one another's faces. Raziel's fist landed directly on the bridge of his nose and Lex didn't manage to land his first punch. The veins bulged from Lex's skin like a river bank bursting. "Oh, I see," his voice was demonic now. More so than any other Demon. Deep and gravelly, echoing in the forest like a voice through a speaker.

"You're trying to tell Anouke that all Demons are the same – bloodthirsty creatures who can't control themselves. Just so he'll give up on me. Isn't that right?"
"I won't give up, Lex – no matter who you are! What you are makes you you, Lex."
Lex's heart felt pained, like there was a strong pull inside his chest. "Who I am. I don't know who that is." His body relaxed and stepped away from Raziel and turned to look at Anouke.

His crimson eyes returned to normal, an alluring blue-ish grey with dots of gold glimmering around his iris. His veins sank back into his body and his incisors shrank back. His balled fists remained though, like his subconscious knew that he was a Demon. But he himself didn't know who or what he was. "Can you help me find out?" He smiled. A genuine smile. It reached his eyes. "Lex..." Anouke muttered. Like they were in a world of their own, they seemed to have forgotten about Raziel. Yet, he made himself presentable as he walked into their little 'fairy-tale' scene and threw his hand at Lex's face with an almighty punch, knuckles digging into his temples and he fell to the floor with a smile.

Anouke watched in horror. "Raziel! Y-you... He was calm! There was absolutely no reason to do that. He was perfectly fine, he wasn't going to fight. His eyes were so gentle and kind. You just--" he paused. "Goodness, you nearly made me swear at you and I never do that. I hardly ever get angry either, so you better understand how damn serious this is." He walked up to Raziel and pushed his index finger into his chest. "Why would you do that?"

"Because--" Raziel stopped at the first word of reply, blood leaking out from his mouth, and dropping onto Anouke's finger. He staggered backwards and he fell to the floor.
"R-Raziel...?!" Anouke crouched down and realized what had happened. It was The Angels Antagonism again. Higher ranks. Anouke had noticed the caliburn. Only the hilt of the weapon was sticking out of his back – the blade had gone right through.

The metal was a dark purple with a streak of glowing red down the middle, a texture like flowing lava. "Hey there, Angel." The Higher Rank dropped to the floor from a colossal tree, landing with certainty – not even looking as he fell. "Like the caliburn?" He said as he pulled the blade out, Raziel's blood spilling out. The Demon licked the blood from the blades edge and inhaled. "Ah, the taste of Angels blood. So good..."