Demons Have Feelings Too

Chapter 2: The Strangest Friend Group

     

     "What in the fuck just happened?!" I shouted. I stood in awe, my eyes wide and mouth agape. There was a dead chimera, now slowly turning into black dust. The two guys with horns, now retracted. They retract! And the cute girl with a sword! Oh. I was having an anxiety attack.

     "We can absolutely explain," Filtch spoke,"Uh… Carmen! You explain!"

     "Her head might explode if we tell her," Daemeon began, while running his hand through his hair, "Look at her, she's already freaking out."

     Carmen placed her hands on my shoulders and looked me in the eyes. "Hey, it's okay," she spoke in a sweet and soft tone, looking at me with a small smile and gentle eyes, "It's all okay. We've got you. Things are going to be okay." She gave my shoulder a gentle squeeze. She seemed so sure of herself that I really believed her words. My breathing started to relax. 

     I looked at all three of them. They all looked normal. The only thing that appeared different were their eyes. Carmen's eyes were a dark, blood red. Filtch's eyes were scarlet red, matching his hair color. And Daemeon's eyes… his eyes weren't red like the others. His eyes were just black. Not as dark as his pupils but just… pure darkness. Voids. Like a galaxy without stars.

     "Do not look into my eyes," Daemeon spoke evenly. My inspective eyes instantly popped over to Carmen, who was just smiling in amusement.

     "So, it seems you've noticed one thing off about us. Except the battle in its entirety, of course…" she joked.

     With one last glance over them all, I asked,"What are you guys?" Carmen and Daemeon looked at each other and I could see the silent debate between them.

     "We're demons!" Filtch quickly answered in excitement. So much for Carmen explaining.

     "Filtch!" The mentioned person shouted, narrowing her eyes at him and furrowing her brow.

     "Oh, except Carmen. She's just half demon!"

     She facepalmed and Daemeon gave Filtch a punch on the arm. Though the smaller of the two pouted, it didn't look like it actually hurt him.

     Carmen sighed, "Yes,” she paused for a moment, still thinking and debating, “He's telling the truth." 

            I looked over them all again in newfound shock. This wasn't possible. None of this was. But I had just seen it all with my own eyes.

     "So, why–  I don't even know where to start. Why are you guys here?!"

     "To save the world," Filtch said it so happily, his eyes filled with innocent glee like he had only said they were there to get ice cream.

     "Filtch, you remember our conversation about you being too honest?" Daemeon's voice only raised a bit past its usual monotone as he said this.

     "Nope," he popped the 'p,'  absolutely naive to the current weight of the situation. He looked and acted like he was constantly fueled by too much sugar and caffeine. Meanwhile, Daemeon was the exact opposite.

     I just stood there, still amazed and taken aback by it all. The two boys continued their bickering as Carmen walked back over to my side.

     "How're you holding up?" She looked at me with concern in her eyes, but a relaxed and welcoming smile. 

     "Uh. Not great. Just met a group of demons that killed a chimera but all act like normal college-age adults. Just learned demons and monsters exist and that the three I just met are trying to save the world. So, yeah…" My voice was shaky, even if I was trying to speak in a joking manner. And my heart was still pounding away like a jackhammer, making my chest ache.