Reaper's Girl

Doubts and Changes...(edited)

Forewarning: I have yet to finish this chapter, but felt really REALLY bad for having made you wait for so long... Just had a few set backs this year and still trying to figure the crap out, hope you like it and do not worry, I'm working on this chapter every day. It's not easy doing with my baby being a royal pain in the arse just recently so pardon the extended delays...

The dark blue eyes staring at her. He looked so much like the Demon, but yet he radiated the comfort and calm. Her torturer radiated menace and cruelty, but this man was the complete opposite, even if so much physically alike with the horrible creature that done this to her. She knew he was her salvation, so with no shame she pleaded.

- Please, - she whispered harshly, her throat hurt with screams of agony and utter pain. - Please, kill me...

She smiled as she saw the man lift the dagger he'd been holding, but as she waited the liberating final blow she heard him whisper...

Alice woke up to the feeling of imminent danger and invasion of her personal space. She jumped up, the dream left to ponder on later, her dagger up and ready for the fight if need be.

For a long moment she just stared at her bed, than it turned into a glare at the man looking owlishly at her, his dark brown hair disheveled and pointing to all sides. Alice pursued her lips letting her mind wander if she should laugh or just beat the motherfucker to death with a pillow. Daren looked at her dagger and scowled in that innocent puppy like way. That was it.

- Oh. MY. GOD!- she said, letting her dagger fall to the ground and exploding with laughter.- The Most... Epic... Face... Of... The... Century, - she said in between the fits of hysterical laughter. Daren scowled, starting to pout like a child and made her laugh even more.

-Will you stop laughing one day, woman? - He said, completely put off at this reaction. 'At least she didn't stab me,' he smiled to himself. - I don't find it funny to be attacked with cold weapons first thing in the morning... - Daren pulled another unhappy puppy faces, but Alice has already stopped laughing, a huge smile plastered on her face, she was brushing the tears of laughter from the corners of her honey-colored eyes. His heart rate speed up at the sight of genuine happiness reflected in their golden depth.

- What if I make it up with a highly caloric breakfast and a hot coffee? - She said still smiling.

- Yeah, - he answered after a moment of a mock-hesitation. - As long as I'm handling all the sharp and pointy objects,- the smile he gave her was mischievous and he had a wicked glint to his gaze,- you're too much of a potent danger with a blade in your hands.

- As you wish, - she shrugged dismissively. - Oh, and just for the record: if I find you in my bed without me inviting you in it again, I'll cut off your dangling bits, and force feed them to you. Got it? - There was a hard edge to her eyes again, the happiness ceding place to the steel of her personality. Daren nodded and dropped into a more serious mood himself. The words of Aireskoi replayed themselves in his head for a moment, then being replaced by the images of her suffering in the Demon's hands. Goosebumps covered his neck. She was in great danger and for all his numerous lives and demonic nature, the man pretending to be Daren Gray, was still not sure what side to take. The wish to possess her for himself was just as strong, as the wish to protect her.

He sighed inwardly and watched Alice's slim figure disappear behind the bathroom's door. What the hell he was supposed to do? Alice was just way too attractive, but then that's what you'd expect from a creature of her power. If only the whole situation wasn't so complicated, he'd be able to make a decision and figure shit out. Daren was so wrapped in his thoughts that he mentioned Alice only when she touched his shoulder.