How They Met

In The Midst Of It All

Elizabeth cringed at the telling and screaming. The battlefield before her was filled with goddesses, giants, fairies, and demons. Everywhere you looked there was piles of dead bodies. She had just incapacitated three demons using arc. Key word incapacitated. They lay on the ground, too injured to move. The were groaning.

"You're gonna pay for this goddess." One of them choked out.

"Please, don't use your energy right now. Just rest up." She replied with a smile. The demon passed out. Elizabeth was about to turn to join the fighting again when a burst of wind from in front of her nearly sent her flying. This magical power! She cringed at the dark energy she felt. It was overpowering. She looked up into the swirling dust and saw a nearly naked woman with orange spiky hair. Derieri, the commandment of purity.

Derieri was scowling at her.

"My sister! You goddesses took her!" She was yelling.

"Wha- no we didn't!" Elizabeth yelled, half terrified half furious at the assumptions. She flinched as Derieri raised a hand to hit her, but before she could someone punched her away. She turned to thank her savior but cringed. This energy. It was like a fire, surrounding her on all sides. She could hardly breathe. Only one person could have this kind of power. The demon general and prince, Meliodas.

"Don't kill her Derieri." He growled after the woman who was stuck in the side of a building. She growled but obeyed him and sped off to join the fight again. Gratitude flowed through Elizabeth for a second before the prince turned to her, clearly furious.

"What are you doing here goddess," he hissed. "You clearly are bad at fighting, I mean, you could only knock these guys out? They're the weakest kind of demon!" He sounded a little worried. Elizabeth looked down.

"I did that on purpose," she mumbled before looking up angrily. "Look, your highness, you know that I don't want this war! Of course I'm not going to kill people." Meliodas looked stunned for a moment before he regained his calm air.

"Then why, pray tell, are you in the battlefield doing your mothers dirty work?" He said it cooly but Elizabeth could tell that he was genuinely curious. Something else struck her about that comment.

"Wait, how do you know who my mother is?" She gasped. Meliodas rolled his eyes.

"I asked around. I wanted to know which goddess it was that was stupid enough to watch my fight and not run away before I could finish." He said, like it was obvious. "Now answer me, why are you on the battlefield?"

"My mother is making me," Meliodas raised an eyebrow. "And," She continued, "I felt bad that goddesses were putting their lives on the line to save me and I wasn't helping at all."

"Don't be stupid, your subjects aren't doing it for you," he paused, "they're doing it for themselves. Most of the goddesses in this war see themselves as some kind of heroic pest killer; us demons being the pest." He said the last bit venomously, spitting it out.

"And what do you think of the war as?" Elizabeth somehow managed to say. Her heart was beating a mile a minute.

"Something to entertain me." He said. He was talking just like at their previous meeting, he said it so simply that it sounded like a simple matter, but these were people's lives! Elizabeth shivered in disgust.

"You disgust me!" She yelled without thinking. In a moment she was up against a wall. One of his legs in between hers, one arm pressing slightly into her throat. She choked. Her breathing was light, and she was about to pass out from fear.

Meliodas leaned into her ear.
"Watch what you say to a prince, that wasn't lady like." And the he was withdrawing, that warmth and pressure leaving to be replaced by the chilling wind, a better alternative to the fear Elizabeth had been feeling before.

A sudden gust of wind and he was gone. Elizabeth dropped to her knees. He didn't kill her. He didn't kill her. She was alive. Why did he save her? She would be gone from this world if he hadn't stepped in. He would have one less enemy to worry about! Also, why did he sound worried when he asked her what she was doing here? She'd been wanting to talk to him ever since the meeting so that he could answer her questions, but somehow he left her with more.That demon! He would be the death of her.