The Devil's Son: I Am No Angel

Chapter Two: You Could See That?

            Damian acted dumb and said. ‘See what?’ But Dominic was not convince, he turned Damian’s head for him and pointed at the grey thing. ‘You could see it, couldn’t you? That grey thing there that is a gargoyle.’ Dominic said. Damian acted dumb again like Dominic was just trying to scare him. ‘Please, gargoyle? Funny, did I hit you too hard?’ Damian asked sarcastically. Dominic laughed and turned to him. He lifts his hand and pointed at the gargoyle. The gargoyle immediately lifts its head up and flies towards the both of them and sat next to Dominic. Damian looked back at Dominic, eyes with shock and unable to speak. Dominic smirked and then said, ‘Why don’t you scare him a little, Agnus?’ Dominic said. ‘Wait! It has a name?’ Damian said in shock. ‘So you can see that thing.’ Dominic said with a smirk. ‘What are you?’ He asked.

            Suddenly, coach shouted for Damian, and Damian was saved from the insane imagination of his of a gargoyle which is mysteriously controlled by Dominic.

            After the practice, he felt completely exhausted by the insane thought of his; he lay down on the bench closing his eyes with one hand to try to clear his mind from that gargoyle. He felt someone sat beside him but he didn’t bother to open his eyes. ‘So what are you?’ A familiar voice spoke and immediately Damian sat up but to only find himself falling to the ground. He looked at the person and it was Dominic which was sitting beside him. ‘I am me!’ Damian shouted. He didn’t mind shouting, now that there is no longer anyone but the two of them on the field. ‘Haha, I mean human or……’ Dominic left his sentence hanging. ‘Or what?!’ Damian asked angrily. ‘Or you’re one of us? I am sure no other demon is able to take a form of a human except for a devil or a devil’s son, which is also a devil.’ Dominic said. 

            ‘Demons? Devils? What is this?’ Damian thought. ‘What?’ Damian asked. ‘Well, let’s see.’ Dominic took out a huge ancient looking book from his bag and began flipping. ‘History said that there are only a few devils that are allowed to get out of hell to ‘deal’ with a little stuff. So, there is me, Danielle, Dina, David, Dante and……’ He stopped for a moment. ‘Damian.’ He continued. He looked at Damian with eyes filled with shock. ‘Oh, My Gosh, your Damian.’ Dominic said. ‘What?’ Damian asked with confusion. ‘The devil’s son which is stupid enough to argue with Satan about love!’ Dominic said and laughed.

            Immediately, Damian stood up and felt disgusted by the stupid joke Dominic is trying to play on him. He pulled up his bag and began to walk back to the showers. Dominic began to walk with him as well. ‘What are you? A stalker?’ Damian said sarcastically. ‘I am just curious about how my little brother looks like that’s all. Do you have a tattoo like this?’ Dominic asked as he pulled his own shirt up to show him wings like tattoo on his bicep. Damian ignored it and immediately got his own shirt and pants off and took a towel and tied it at his waist. He was going to walk into the showers when he could no longer stand how Dominic keeps following around. ‘You want to join?’ He asked sarcastically. Dominic pulls off his shirt and then nodded. ‘Why not? I can take a shower with my little bro.’ He replied. Damian rolled his eyes and closes the curtains with Dominic outside.

            After the showers, Damian was already packing his bag, he could feel his shirt cling onto him and the steam in the room made everything worst. He let out a sigh and continues to pack up. And then Dominic was already all dress up and ready as he lean against the wall waiting for Damian. ‘What are you? Are you gay?’ Damian asked sarcastically. Dominic laughed and began to speak. ‘If I were gay I would really like you.’ Damian rolled his eyes and grabbed his bag and began to walk back to his car.

            ‘What do you want from me?’ Damian asked with frustration. Damian looked at Dominic with anger. ‘I don’t know, just curious.’ Dominic replied. Damian rolled his eyes and pushed the doors open, and pulled out his keys with anger. Dominic followed him to his car, Damian looked back and him and began to curse. ‘What now? Are you going to follow me back home?’ Damian spat. But Dominic ignores Damian’s sarcasm and began to whistle. ‘Wow, this is one hell of a punishment.’ He said. ‘Nice cars, rich father, sexy girls, wow, I wonder if this is a punishment at all.’ Dominic continued. Damian rolled his eyes. ‘You gave me something to eat or drink, didn’t you? To make me hallucinate and now you’re trying make me think that I’m crazy, isn’t it?’ Damian asked. Dominic ignores him once more and continued, ‘Is father turning nice?’ Damian finally lost it. Angrily he pushed Dominic against the other car beside his. ‘Stop doing whatever you’re doing and get the hell out of my sight, sicko!’ Damian spat.