Chapter 19:
*megans P.O.V*
I sat still, looking straight down at the cold hard wood floor. Not wanting to make any eye contact with anyone around me. I didn't see how any good it will do with Mitch killing Marisa all by himself. He knows he needs help, he just doesn't want to believe so.
"Mitch should be here soon" spoke Asher who lifted up his head to smell his surroundings. "Marisa also close at hand, at the battle field already" he spoke then looked at me.
I shook my head, a sudden hatred was brought down on me. "I can't believe that Mitch would actually go through with this. Knowing that he could be killed" I muttered not really wanting to see someone I guess I dearly like be killed before my eyes.
Asher's eyes softened and sat down beside me, putting a comforting arm around my shoulders. "don't worry about it Megan, he has all the knowledge that he needs to kill her. Have faith in him, I know deep down inside that you understand his situation" Asher said and smiled as he could sense Mitch near by slowly making his way to the house.
"I know Asher but you can't quite blame me to worry. You know that Marisa has to be quite powerful to actually give birth to how many of demonics, mainly the leaders" I said an shook my head. Closing my eyes tight so no tears would roll down my eyes.
"just have faith in him" Asher said.
I opened my eyes suddenly, when I heard a loud crash of glass hitting the floor. Looking up I see Mitch before me 10 ft away. Next to him a broken window, making me shake my head and smile.
"give us a heart attack why don't you" Asher said almost laughing.
Mitch rolled his eyes, smirking at both of us. "well no one had the windows open, so why not make a grand entrance" Mitch said and then looked at me.
I watched deep into his eyes. His eyes changing so lightly in color, but also darker as well. A smile grew onto his face, almost feeling his heart beat from where I was.
"hey! You guys even listening to me!" yelled Asher as he stood between me and Mitch almost making Mitch want to hit him in the face.
"we have work to do" Asher said and shook his head a tiny bit irritated. "unless you really want Marisa to win this fight and kill you" Asher said and looked at Mitch sharply.
"I actually was listening" Mitch said strongly in hatred. "since I have the knowledge of a demonic, I most likely don't need a game plan, so why don't you fuck off and leave me to my own" Mitch said his eyes turning slightly to a neon green.
I swallowed hard, I never once saw Mitch act like this. A monster deep inside him now, unable to control his anger. A once calmed Mitch, now dragged deep down inside to the darkness. What has come to my mind to even turn him, it's all my fault.
Asher stood up straight showing off his dominance I Mitch making him gulp. "fine, I shall leave. By the way if you do die, I will not be the one to bring your filthy ass back. Maybe Megan was right and turning you was a bad thing" Asher said and with that before Mitch could say one more thing he disappeared, leaving a black mist behind.
"ugh he is a fucking asshole" Mitch growled as his hands clenched up into fists.
I walked up slowly to Mitch, looking deep into his eyes, getting into his thoughts. "Mitch calm down, all Asher wants is to protect you and not see you dead on the ground" I said calmly, hoping that Mitch wouldn't get offensive.
"whatever Megan, I am going to that fight, I don't care if I die. I know at least" mitch stopped talking and looked deep into my eyes. His mood suddenly changing. "at least i know your on my side" he said, smiling as he put a enter hand on my face.
