Short Stories

Fourteen: Fight

(A/N): Sorry if you're a girl.

I didn't like Dabria. She was always going around spreading fear and death. I scowled at her as she picked at whatever was under her nail. Her eyes flickered up at me and saw me staring. She just scoffed and turned her back at me. I made a face but continued judging her. As if she could sense it, she turned around and snapped at me.

"What is it, Aera." She glared at me menacingly. She spread her ghastly wings and bared her sharp teeth at me. I simply crossed my arms and rolled my eyes.

"I'm not doing anything, Dabria, I'm simply looking at you." I stated defensively, spreading my feathery wings to make myself look bigger. The demon glared at me and hissed, "We both know that's not true. Cut the crap. Why were you staring at me?" Her left eye twitched slightly and her pupils narrowed into slits. I inconspicuously moved closer to my harp and sneered at her, "You know, you're pretty insecure for a demon." Dabria hissed at me, spit flying out her mouth. Her nails slightly elongated into sharp pointy spikes.

"I'm NOT insecure." She denied. I simply turned my back on her. The demon snarled and leapt towards me but collided into the invisible barrier separating our realms. I grinned and even though she couldn't see it, I knew Dabria knew I was smirking in triumph. The demon roared in anger and banged against the barrier in a desperate attempt to strangle me. I simply listened to her snarls and curses before we both burst into light and appeared onto our owner's shoulder.

"So, Aera. Dabria. What should I do?" My owner asked.

"What's happening?" I asked curiously. While taking out my harp to ward off Dabria.

"Well, my friend and I got into a fight, and she said the only way to make it up to her was to attend one of her parties." Owner explained.

"I don't think you should go." I said confidently.

"Are you sure?" Owner asked.

"Don't listen to Aera. He's just a goody-two shoes. Go to the party! Imagine all of the fun you'll have! And your friend will forgive you!" Dabria counter-argued.

"Really?" Owner asked hopefully.

"No! Don't listen to Dabria! If you go to the party, she could embarrass you. Why else would she invite you to her party? Besides, the only time she ever is your friend is when she wants something. You should break off all connections with her." I argued back.

"Well, you do make a good point...." Owner contemplated.

"No! Don't listen to that crap! What will other people think if you don't show up?" Dabria coaxed.

"No! Don't listen to the demon! What will happen to you when she decides she doesn't need you anymore and ditches you to be more popular." Dabria snarled at me and tackled me. Oh right. This is the realm where we can interact. She scratched at my face and reached to bite me, but I smashed my head into her head and made her fall back a little. I broke out of her grip and strummed my harp, sending a sound wave to hit her and knock her back onto her side of the shoulders. She tumbled and toppled in the air before steadying herself. We both floated in the air before charging at each other before appearing back in our realms and colliding into the invisible barrier.

"I'm just going to not go." Owner stated firmly. Dabria cried out in anger and stared at me with fury.

"When we fight again, I'm going to kill you, Aera. Just you wait." Dabria hissed. Then, she turned her back towards me and limped away.