Castle of Demons

The Darkness

   "Don't worry, it happens to the best of them," Bløød chuckled, rolling a bright red apple in his hand. "It's a side effect of my teleportation, it only happens when I move large groups of people. Ever since the battle, well, I've never had any use for it, then the Willow situation-" He inhaled sharply in sync with Flapjack.

"Do you feel that?"

Bløød's hair turned brown and his eyes blue. His giant, deep maroon ram-like horns shrunk to red plastic ones on a headband. Flapjack pocketed his tiny floating horns and tucked in his tail. They looked at the door eagerly.

Ace and Eca rounded the corner, their ears and strips of green and purple hair gone. Ace's eyes turned to a watered down blue, his brother's doing the same. "What is it?" Asked Lawrence eagerly.

"It's a demon, but not one that we know," Answered Flapjack. "Don't worry, we masked our signals so they can't detect-"

"Ahem," A voice behind them cleared impatiently. "I've been standing here for 15 minutes watching you pocket things and talk."

They turned around to see a thin female with long emerald green hair and eyes of a matching colour. Her eyelashes were long and black. She wore a black suit with a coattail that touched the ground. Her face turned to shock, then anger. "Ace and Eca."

"Mom?" The two asked in unison.

"Envyyyyy... wonderful to see you here," Bløød lied, smiling softly. 

"You." She growled, "You were the one who stole my children. How does it feel to be a kidnapper, Elias?"

"I didn't kidnap them, they ran away. You're just a bad mother."

"Elias?" Flapjack whispered to Bløød, unsure of that name.

"I'm a great mother," Envy hissed, walking quickly to the back of the room. 

Bløød growled and fidgeted with his gloves angrily, muttering things that shouldn't ever be repeated. They all jumped as a man in blue with a golden star on his chest, a black rectangle with a stick on the top at his hip with an oil slicked gun right next to it walked in. He looked at the dead body, then Eca, then Envy.

Envy faked some tears and pointed at Eca, speaking English- a language most of them knew only bits and pieces of. Bløød shook his head and said something fluently in the same language, using his hands to express what he was saying- that way they could understand him.

The boy in blue grabbed silver circles attached to a small chain from his belt, putting Bløød's hands behind his back. They watched as their fearless leader got dragged out, all of them shocked to the point of being frozen.

Bløød never got in trouble in his life, Flapjack thought- at least, not around him. When Flapjack was a boy, Bløød was always above him, but he knew how to dodge trouble and remain Mom's #1 favourite. Sometimes when he did, he'd blame it on someone else. Original. Whatever, he didn't mind. He'd just bust him out of his little birdcage. He'd waited for this day patiently- the day Bløød didn't save him, but he'd save Bløød.

Flapjack looked out the window. There were probably 20 cars out there. He was hopeless. Not a chance he could shoot the man and not get shot as well. He'd just have to get in trouble to go with him. He pulled Envy out the door, his hand tight around her wrist. She'd feared he'd break a bone. "I'm going to shoot her if you don't let my brother go!"

The man in blue- the police officer, he'd finally read the writing on the car- looked at another man in blue, who cocked his gun as the first officer put Bløød in the car. He was sweating now. He had a gun pointed at him and time was clicking. He had to make the sacrifice. He put the gun he took from gone to Envy's head and he cried out to the officers. He cocked it and the second officer took a shot. Blackness consumed him suddenly, and he knew he should've pulled the trigger.