In Light Of The Moon - Pierce One Shot!

In The Light Of The Moon

Time passed too slow here on Earth. Way too slow for Pierce. Back on Daemos, action was to be taken swiftly and mercilessly. It seemed Earth was the exact opposite. Rhys had mentioned briefly to the other knights how different this world was. He told them how a day on Earth was a week on Daemos. Pierce lost track of the amount of Earth weeks they had spent here. It was too many.

Sooner or later, Prince Asch would call the mission quits, stop trying to conform to the human ways. They would return to their original plan: capture a human.

Pierce wasn't ready for that day to come. He'd thought about it many times.

What frightened him the most wasn't disappointing the king with their failures, or being beheaded because of said failures. He was afraid for you.
He stirred at night wondering when their secret might slip of their true mission being on Earth. When you would come to understand that they truly are the murderers they claimed to be.

Your face of betrayal was what frightened him.

He was scared of seeing your reaction. Pierce knew if it were to get out, you'd sob waves and waves of tears which would coat your red cheeks. You'd be struck with denial and grief at the same time. And then you would try to bargain as Pierce or another knight is ordered to constrain you, and haul you into a portal of pure darkness.

Finding a human subject was supposed to be easy. When Daemos ran out of the magic inside humans which fueled their society, the knights used the last soul to power a portal to this other dimension. To Earth. It was the treasure at the end of a boobytrapped maze. A world filled with humans for them to take home.

But Pierce didn't expect how he and the other knights were welcomed. Not with blades and blood but with reluctant, open arms. You were nothing like the humans back on Daemos.
If their mission went according to the original plan, it didn't matter anyways: you wouldn't survive long enough to know how humans used to be on Daemos before they were caused to the ends of the realm and eradicated like mice.

That fate was far too cruel for a human like you.

You didn't deserve any of the plans Daemos had in store for you. You were so kind.

Some moments, when the knights and Pierce are in your living room, watching shows on the tv you brought out just for them, or teaching them how to cook, or clean--there were too many instances of fond memories, Pierce swears, 'Why did it have to be you?'

It was no question he'd grown fawn of you, all the Daemos had. But Pierce's heart lurched with an unfamiliar feeling when he watched you. The first instance he felt this strange phenomenon, he was sitting on the couch petting Johnny. You sat on the cushioned chair a little ways away from him. There was a comfortable silence which was quickly and uncharacteristically interrupted by Rhys barging through the wall which connected your living room to the Daemos' quarters. His intrusion caused a jolt in your relaxed posture, but you got up to greet him regardless.

Rhys, the witty one of the Daemos, the first to comprehend something new, was having trouble with his button up shirt he had been able to get on the first time. He was so proud too, never one to call it quits. It surprised Pierce when he shuffled to you for help. Maybe this was when he realized how different you were from the humans on Daemos, because you didn't shower in the defeat of Rhys' failure. Instead, you smiled and offered him help, showing him how button and unbutton the shirt he had previously struggled with. No cutting remarks, no nothing--just pure kindness.

When you smiled at Rhys as he thanked you profusely, he felt a warmth enter his chest too, raising up to his neck.

Asch's knights, although formally hostile, had grown into a brotherhood of sort. Watching you treat his brother with such care brought the beginnings of a smile to his own- stoic face. You cared for them.