Demons can come in all shapes and sizes, they can portray themselves as a horned monster or even as one of our own. Harry in particular, was meant to be portrayed as one of us,his features chiseled perfectly. His eyes, a captivating sea of green with a pinch of blue. Even though he can't feel emotions,his eye color will change like a mood ring. When he's in a daze, or in deep thought, his eyes will become a dull grey. If he's angry,his eyes change to a deep crimson. If he gets to this point,there's no turning back. He will destroy anything that gets in the way of his duty'. It's his duty to protect the victim he's assigned to,Zayn in this matter, and if a person becomes to close to his victim,he has no choice but to "Bring hell. "
~0o0~
"Mom..Will dad be okay?"Zayn asked. They were standing in his parents room,his father like a vegetable withering away in bed day by day. It almost seems like his fathers illness was on purpose,but who could do such a thing? He was fine 48 hours ago,and now he's wasting away in a queen sized bed. His skin so pale,body heat gone.
"Of course love, your father is strong. It's just a minor cold. "
If he was on the brink of dying,like he is now, his mother could of told him he had 'allergies' or 'he's just sleeping' to make Zayn calm. That's what parents do when they know their loved ones are dying. Lie. They lie to keep secrets safe. But kids at this age are too gullible,they would believe anything.
~0o0~
Grey filled the sky,the mood was sorrowful. People dressed in black,Tissues passed around. Of course his mother was wrong. His father wasn't alright. Far from it.
Here he was,standing in some grassy field,family members crowding around a large black casket, the priest saying versus out of the bible.
His mother burst into tears,saying prayers to herself. Zayn didn't know what was going on,all he knew was that it was a sad,cold day. He knew his father had passed,but why we're these strangers crowding around him?
He just stood out of the way. He was about to go comfort his mother when he felt a large weight on his shoulder. When he looked up he was met with dull grey eyes,face with no emotion. Harry.
There was no heat radiating off of Harry's touch,only an ice cold touch leaving Zayn with shivers.
