The Anti Over kill

Commanders chace

Dark POV
"Its so hot Satan must be watching over us Jeez" I said covering my eyes from the harsh light of the sun. Anti walked by my side as we continued to walk without end, its been hours now and were getting no where.

"Dark, where are we going?" Anti side glanced at me rubbing at his shadow of an arm with the arm he was rubbing across his stomach. He looked exhausted and I could tell he was slumped with a green tinge that he was fatigued badly. I took a deep breath in then out sounding like a horse as I ran a clawed hand through my fire like hair. I looked away from him pained to know I had no answer, there was nothing we could do to get out of our graves we had dug now.
I hesitantly looked over at him again knowing I would have to lie to make him happy. My gears clunked in my head thinking of an answer for him that would make it sound like I knew... But the way he looked at the ground with upset clear as a crystal in his idea with a quiet whimper escaping through his mouth made me too guilty to lie to him. I lowered my gaze and placed a hand on Anti's shoulder as we pulled to a hault, his eyes shit up to me showing truly how upset he was. His skin continued to fade green as his eyes shut and opened slowly like they were sticky as they didn't open at the same time. Anti was a different breed to me so he wasn't used to being in the sun for so long, he was a shadow after all; he was made for darkness. Antis breed was made to corrupt bodies of all kinds that dared to lurk in the shadows they hid in and scare or torment for a living. They live by sucking souls hence his black hole he called a mouth. Those creepy or scary noises you hear in the middle of the night or when you're alone and you hear sounds that make you jump or cower in fear? Thats his kinds doing. As for me...I was a breed that could handle any weather and almost anything. I could choose to be solid or transparent like him as for Anti; he didn't get that choice. My breed was made for armies, born to fight although many of my kind refused to accept that fact; I couldn't turn it down. Only few of my breed chose the army life as they reach requirements that many can't reach, they don't have the skills needed either. As for me I reached every requirement including the ability that others couldn't do... Absorb materials and use them. I never used the ability though because if they found out... I would be their next scientific study.
I took a deep breath in, then out and took Anti's hand in mine leading him to a forrest where the undergrowth was darker and cooler than out in the scorcher of the sun. Instantly his shadow returned and he looked better than he just had and we continued to walk in the shadows.

"I don't know Anti, I honestly don't know." He looked up from our hands and over at me with a worried expression. Neither of us knew where to go or where we're going right now. We had left the highway trail hours ago knowing thats where the commander would search and turn to ruins first as it was a trail. While walking for hours we had went through multiple conversations like talking about Mark and Jacks recoveries placing bets on Satan knows what(because they're devils so Satan is their God). And we may of... had sorta made a pit stop and broken into a liquor store on our trail so neither of us could remember. I-I don't even know what I don't know right now or what Im thinking. We don't have drugs and nothing is a drug to us as Demons but I guess alcohol is our closest thing to it.

"Dark... What if he finds us? We know he's probably already searching" Anti's voice shook a little as tears threatened to fall down his face. But he was right so I couldn't tell him otherwise... The commander would already be here looking for us and we know damn well that he would happily kill anyone in his way.

"He will be, he may find us unless we have a lucky streak" I said taking yet another swig of alcohol, whiskey no less. Anti lowered his gaze from me to the ground, he was more afraid than I was I could easily tell... But right now with him searching for us there was no chance for fear. Anti took a guzzle from his wine bottle that he had mixed vodka into.