Glass Soldier

Chapter 27

Look at her... So salty... And taking the sassy comment as a real thing...

          Apparently, it was. I had originally ran because I had to return the CC and it was limited personal only but I was practically dragged back the moment I had been caught. It wasn't like I was hiding or anything either, not after I did what I had to, but I wasn't a fan of being dragged around.

        Which is exactly what happened. "He's getting worse! What did you do?!" He shrieked in my face, chest heaving with just how furious he was while I glanced inside the room. I didn't really have to. He was practically shaking the walls with those screams.

        "I did what I had to," I sighed pulling my arms from the goon with a mild glare. I really didn't like being dragged around. "Look, I don't know how long he'll be in pain but he would have died-"

         "What did you do?" He growled again, this time tell furious and more demanding.LIcking my lips I looked at the two councilmen I knew best. The two I was least likely to buckle under being around. I see they demanded to know as well, a compromise for the better obviously having been made.

        "... I," Sighing I grabbed the back of my neck, my gaze sliding back to the boy I nearly got killed simply because I wanted to see just how human I could make him. Apparently, human was not what I made him. "Look, he would have died-"

        "What did you do?" He grabbed my collar, hauling me up as my feet hardly brushed the floor.

         "Mr. Reaper!" Miss H exclaimed pushing off the wall worried but I just grabbed his wrist and met his glare head on. I wasn't like the last time she saw me. I knew he wasn't going to do anything. And if he did? A number of things could and would happen to his son and he damn well knew that.

        "Look here you fucking failure of a father, someone was and probably still is dosing him with demon blood but he isn't going to become a demon, not with how much time has past, which means he'd die. There was no fixing that. He'd die. End of story," I snarled forcing his hand from my uniform.

      "So, I did what I had to, he ain't going be human when he wakes but he sure as blazen ain't going to be a demon either, I didn't go out of my way to put a target on my back just for him to up and fall," I growled fixing my shirt, what was it she called it? Devilish? That makes him a- "He'll be a devil or dead, you pick which and I promise, he'll be him one way, damned and all, or he'll be rotting in a casket of your choosing," 

       "A devil...?" He trailed taking a step back while I simply turned and approached the profusely sweating boy as he struggled painfully against his restraints. Thrashing around while I frowned, my hands resting against the bed border he was chained too. I supposed I can only be grateful he isn't wearing the restraints I made. "What is a devil?"

       I remained silent as I stared at him, his mismatched eyes open wide and full of tears, tears that didn't hesitate to fall. Unlike last time, his tear ducts were a sickly gray. His eyes holding not even a hint of white but the black sleek veins over his chest were getting better. "What is a devil?" He asked again.

       "A devil..." Vixen could be considered one couldn't she? And the way she said it... "A devil is an intelligent demon with magic, mutations... Depend on the person like that of a demon. They're conscious because they didn't fall but fused instead," I hummed running my hand through the messy hair sticking to his sweat covered forehead. A small bump not far from his hairline, pressing it gently his skin broke, a small black horn poking from his scalp; making my frown deepen.

       "Lilith," Can a rather cold call from a familiar voice, my gaze sliding to him while the information was soaked up from the one who asked while he took a seat. Miss H silent. "What have you done?"

       "You know, I'm asking myself that more and more, but this was my fault," My gaze swiveled back to Dyeth and his thrashing, his voice hoarse from all the screaming. "So, I'm fixing it,"

       "Fixing? You aren't fixing anything Lilith! You've made it worse! We can't just let that thing walk around!" He roared, making the father of said thing leap from his chair with a glare, daring him to say such a thing again.

       "That is my son-"

        "That is a demon- no, that is worse," He sneered while a small hand found his arm, attempted to calm him while I turned to face them, not capable of having my back to such a threat. "I cannot let it live,"

      "Edward Kinsley Beur, an earth elite with the seat of council head, no wife nor children, only living relative is his half sister, princess Aurora of the fourth kingdom, she just turned fifteen, didn't she? She'll be getting her magic soon wouldn't she...?" I asked leaning against the bed while he stiffened.

       "Interestingly enough, people don't seem to know you're related to royalty, though, I couldn't careless. Did you know, if she had the unfortunate fate of being a duel wielder she'll be hunted, royal or not, and in such a chase she could very likely end up infected with demon blood. Death or fall, a choice no one really wants to make,"

       "What are you implying-"

       "Nothing, I'm simply stating, you sister, half or not, is from two strong bloodlines of different elements with more and three duel users in the last four generations have awakened in said bloodlines not to mention her eyes,"

       "Her chances of being a duel wielder are twice that of the one behind me and no matter how powerful her guards nor how many, one doesn't notice when the fall starts and every other duel wielder has fallen or died in the fall with two exceptions, both of which are no longer human,"

         "So, Edward, if you were to kill him here and now and she did end up in such a situation you'll be forced to do that same. No excuses. If you killed the son of a high ranking noble, one hardly under royalty, then not even she could get around it,"