With all Seriousness...

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"A demonico is a being like a demon. They have more human-like looks and they have bigger wings, with bigger claws. I am going to need to dye your hair..." Luke says to me as he turns to look at me. I look at him in confusion. "Why? I like my hair!" I am so confused! "Your hair is light gray. A demonico's hair color is always dark. Whether it be dark red or dark blue, even dark orange! I will make it longer, too." He says in his calmest voice.
    "Since when were you my hairstylist?!" I joke. Bad idea. Luke stares at me. His eyes narrow, and his pupils change. He goes from having a white sclera with red irises, to completely black eyes, with only red slices for the pupils. It's so scary. I almost scream, but I don't.
    "Sit Down." He says, not as calm. His whole demeanor changes so quick. I nod and do as he says. I sit at the vanity in the room. I look in the mirror. Luke's eyes are back to normal, and his eyes widen back to normal. "Sorry. I can tell that I scared you." He apologizes. "Um, it's fine. I have them, too I'm pretty sure." I accept his apology kindly. I do have eyes like that. Mine are completely black sclera with wider red pupils, and I only have one of them. The other eye turns to a very light gray iris with a smaller pupil.
    "Wait. When you first found me, you saw my wings. How could you not tell I was a hybrid? I mean, one of my wings is a black bat wing, while the other is a white angel wing!" I ask him, perplexed on how he didn't notice. 'I mean, he did, but only to compliment them...' I blush at the thought. "Oh I knew, I just... didn't believe it." He answered me in a plain tone.
'He knew, and he still didn't kill me...' I hear him snap, and my hair changes completely. Instead of my medium length gray hair, I had long, black hair that had small, but many, streaks of silver and red.
"Whoa. It's dark..." I say as I run my hands through the beautiful hair. "It feels so real... I like it more than my gray hair!" I giggle. I turn around on the bench to look at Luke, only to find him lying on the bed. His eyes are open and looking straight at the ceiling. It is then that I notice the long scar going down from his eye to his jaw line, almost on his neck. 'What happened?' I say in my head.

A/N

This is a story that I've already completed, but I'm transferring it to Wattpad. All of the characters in the book are my original

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