Memento Mori (Complete)

Friend? part 1

A black haired boy hears a sort of screeching sound from in front of him. He looks around to seeing only a lush forest. His body shakes as he feels the ground start to break underneath his feet. Smack! His head hits his desk, and a few students looked at him and rolled their eyes. The teacher looks towards him and then continues on with his lesson of the history of familiars. Crowen knew all of it already, this class was un-needed for him to take. But it was an easy A. He stretched his arms and laid his head down on his desk, closing his eyes again.

Crowen soon opened his eyes again when the bell rang and his head shot up. As everyone walked out of the classroom, Crowen stood up and got his stuff together. He did it slowly, it took him five minutes to do so, oh well, he thought to himself. Crowen walked out of the classroom and into the crowded hallways. People pushed and shoved to their lockers to get their backpacks and go home. No one tried to push him or even touch him, and it made sense. His familiar would rip them to shreds for even touching Crowen, when he didn't want them to. But the demon would still attack regardless of his wishes. Crowen got to his locker, opened it, put his things in, and walked toward the exit of the school.

"Crowen!" Someone called out from the crowd behind him. Crowen stopped and looked behind him to see a short girl running towards him with a raven flying close behind.

"Astraea, you shorty." Crowen laughed as she made it to his standing spot. She put her hands on her knees and panted heavily.

(This is Astraea, Crowen's only friend. She normally wears the uniform, which is a light blue skirt, a button up white shirt, and a gray overcoat. Her hair is shoulder length and a deep blue color. Astraea's familiar is a Raven, named Akira. Ravens are typically known for their intelligence. On her shoulder, was a leather resting spot for Akira.)

Crowen stifled a laugh until he witnessed someone slap her butt. Astraea jumped and spun on one foot to face the male that was laughing at her. Crowen glared at them, as a giant shadow looms close behind . His mind then went to a dark place. "Let's make the poor fools pay, Crowen~..." a voice cheerfully chirped in Crowen's head. Crowen stepped forward to stand in front of the group of boys. They all stare at him, and he could tell that one of them was even shaking. Crowen shot left and punched the lead boy straight in the face. He hears a disturbingly loud crunch as he hurls over.

"Don't you ever," Crowen hisses, "Touch her again, or even talk to her. You low life!"
He stood up and held his face, now gushing with blood, "Errgh, y-you will pay for that Longfield!" He then stumbled as he ran off, with the rest of his gang following close behind.