DoomPet

Chapter 66

Night passed and now the sun was back up in the sky, it's blistering heat slicing through everything. The Slayer and marauder were sitting on the couch asleep. Daisy was laying in the shade with her squabs, only occasionally moving her hand to bat away a stray fly that had slipped in through all the open windows in the apartment.

It looked like a still life painting, not even the curtains fluttered around for there was not even a breeze in the entire city.

Haru looked out of the axe with a curious gaze. He couldn't quite see in the traditional way, but he could sense things using his connection with the marauder.

He wanted out. He felt fully charged up from being in the axe for so long, and his legs were itching to go on a walk. If he begged Crüe he'd probably get to go on a nice long walk around that lake he'd heard him talk about, but if he went alone he'd probably be able to sneak around and find some blood.

He decided to go alone and after a moment of struggle, he crawled out of the axe and slunk behind the couch to hide from the two. He looked around the apartment excited to be seeing the place without having to rely on the marauder. It was pretty, but he missed the hell caves only he and Crüe would sleep in. That made him smile. He could picture it now, him and the marauder snuggled up while the Slayer pouted outside because there wasn't enough room. Daisy could come in and hang out with them too. She was chill.

Haru padded into the bedroom and bathroom, looking around and glaring at everything. He found what seemed to be a shirt of the Slayer's and laid down, taking the time to shred it into ribbons.

Now, it wasn't that he disliked the man, but Crüe having a boyfriend cut into his time for hunting for blood for him. Now sure the Slayer got him blood one time when he was tiny and pathetic, but still. He would admit to being jealous that the man was able to touch and interact with the world with such a doting look from the marauder.

Finally he got bored and slunk out an open window, walking down the fire escape and leaping the rest of the way down. Now onto the first phase of his plan, it was time to find blood.

He inhaled and tasted the scents of the city on his tongue. Asphalt and the acidic taste of human development was overpowering. He could smell water and sewage off in the distance, but he could smell what he was looking for far off in the distance.

He began padding off in the direction of the scent of blood, excited to get a taste. Though he hoped it was a relatively tame source of blood, he didn't want to be stumbling across a murder scene.

He padded out of the alley and looked around as he stood on the sidewalk. The streets were eerily silent minus a few cicadas screaming their hearts out. Dashing across the street, he ducked into another alley. He maneuvered across the city rather easily with this technique as nearly no one was outside. Though honestly it was so hot and his form was so transparent he wouldn't be surprised if someone mistook him for a mirage.

He was getting closer and closer to the blood and he felt his ghostly fur bristle up in excitement. He darted out from an alleyway and surprised a person on the sidewalk who yelped out in terror. He spun around in the middle of the street and bared his fangs, ready to bite and draw blood if he needed too. He didn't half too though.

A car slammed into his side and sent him flying down the road. He leapt up and darted into an alleyway under a pile of boxes to recover.

Crüe's eyes snapped open as he was yanked out of his dreams. He had felt like he was falling and cursed his stupid brain for playing such a shitty trick on him. He slowly fell back asleep.

Haru took deep breaths hoping to keep Crüe asleep. He didn't want the demon to worry about him. In a way it was a curse and a blessing they were connected, but now back to business.