Dating Darkiplier

Part 29

Dark's grip around his shoulders tightened with a strange need for comfort as the memory brightened into a new scene. It didn't seem that far from the previous memory. Young Dark was standing at the gates of a large lavish tan colored castle that was out in an open area.  On the castle wall on either side of the gate, two bright red skinned men ruffled their large black wings with mistrust. Young Dark hefted Anti's limp body in his arms, snapping out to them bitterly. "Well? Are you going to help me or not?!" They glanced at each other with nervous looks as the iron gates slowly opened on their own. Young Dark's expression turned to one of worry and a looming shadow drifted across the bright clear snow. The two demons bowed their heads in respect with fear clearly plastered across their faces. Sean glanced at Dark. He was staring at the approaching figure with fragile eyes. Whoever this was... Dark seemed fond of them. Sean looked back just in time to see a slender woman stop at the open gates. Her long black hair billowed in the soft snowy breeze.

She looked fierce and menacing in her floor length tight black dress. Her curled ram horns decorated in bright gold rings. Her cold grey eyes locked on young Dark as she snapped out across the gap between them. "Where have you been, Damien. What have I told you about venturing beyond these walls?" Young Dark rolled his eyes, starting to say simply. "Don't lecture me. I was dealing with-" The woman's voice bellowed out darkly across the open air to cut him off, making the demons flinch away from her. "You were to do nothing! I was going to handle it!" Young Dark took a deep frustrated breath, starting to storm up to the gates. However, the woman raised a hand to stop him, growling out. "Put that trash down. NOW. You are not bringing that filthy wastelander in here!" Young Dark tensed up to his full height, seriously retorting. "He killed Chad. He's mine to deal with." The woman's eyes started to blaze a bright red as she shouted out angrily. "Then deal with him OUTSIDE! RIGHT NOW!"

Young Dark let out a low growl, muttering out through clenched teeth. "I want him." The woman took a single step forward, her claws growing out into long black talons as she hissed out. "KILL IT! You know better than to bring trash from the wastes home!" Young Dark stood his ground, stating out stubbornly. "No. I'm tired of the petty demons you arrange for me. Let me decide." The woman's arms tensed for a fight, but her voice tried to be reasonable as she told him coldly. "Damien... Put it down. You don't know where it has been. It's not safe! I'll find you something. I always do." Young Damien shook his head and the woman dashed across the gap between them faster than sound travels. Young Dark didn't even have time to react, before her hand backhanded him hard enough to stagger him back a few steps. Sean knew Dark's skin was practically as hard as stone. He had hit him once and Dark hadn't even flinched. He couldn't imagine the power she had to stagger him. The woman stepped closer until her face was inches from young Dark's, sneering at him through bared pointed fangs. "Drop him, little brother. I won't ask again."

Young Dark glared at her through the corner of his eyes, his voice growing deeper as he answered stubbornly. "You'll have to kill me, Celine." Celine let out a sharp high-pitched roar that was like that of an angry lioness only with must sharper pitches. Young Dark locked eyes with her, cautiously moving around her. She didn't stop him, but she looked very tempted to try. Sean glanced at Dark, asking very softly. "You never mentioned having a sister." Dark pulled away from him, choosing to ignore his statement as he simply state back. "Come on." Young Dark took Anti into a beautiful room that was all too familiar to Sean. He knew this room. The only big difference was the large window that was busted apart. Glass was everywhere along the floor and there was blood all over the grey silk sheets on one side. Sean swallowed to himself. Anti must have killed Chad in Dark's room. Dark laid Anti down on the clean side of the bed, when Celine stormed into the room. Slamming the door hard, she stood by the door giving him murderous eyes. Young Dark didn't turn around or even flinch.  He was too distracted with looking over Anti's bite, while telling her uselessly. "Don't slam the door."