I walk up to the door from my house and open it slowly.'well that was a hell of a night'. I mutter to my self as I walk in cautiously not trying not to wake anybody up. as I turn around to close the door, and finally make my way up the stairs.
As I approach my bedroom door I open it, take a long deep breath and let out a sigh. I walk over to my bed, taking my shirt off and throwing it on the floor before my body weakens and falls on the bed.
As I lay there, arm on my forehead, and spacing out to the view of the ceiling. my mind begins to wonder off to the incident that happened., the sensation still lingering, the places he touched me feeling hot. those Magnificat orbs of his that glistered under the moons illumination still in my mind,
"Holy shit!" I shriek out sitting up while eyes widen, but my hands quickly cover my mouth as I look at the door listening and watching for someone to come running and open the door, but with dad dead and a mother who doesn't give a shit I have nothing to worry about.
My hands leave my mouth slowly, and I stair strait to the glowing light underneath the door from my closet.
I get up from my bed,and walk cautiously to the door. my heart speeding up as I reach for the doorknob with shaking fingers, I hold my breath afraid of what I might find.
The door opens slowly and I take a step back...
"What the fuck is this!!" I say as I see what seems to be a sward that shines bright as the moon, the handle that looks as if frozen with ice. I reach out a hand and grab the sward, letting out a breath as I realize I've been holding it in for quite a long time.
As I wrap my hands around it an icy chill runs through my body and all I hear is my breath slowing down heart decreasing and the light disappearing turning into nothing but darkness.
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"It's time" says a rough voice that I'm not quite sure who it is."you have no other choice."
"I know I know.. Says a familiar voice."i had no clue that was there!"
what was there?
What are they talking about'
As I peal my eyes open I soon realize I'm laying on a bed. but not my own but a strangers, I slide my legs off the bed and place them on the floor flinching as I feel the cold feeling numbing my feet. I struggle to stand up catching myself before tumbling to the floor.
As I go down the stairs and turn the corner walking cautiously, looking around at my surroundings. I arrive at a door but quickly i take a step back as I find my mother sitting on the couch with a man.
the man sitting on the couch stretches his arm and places theme behind his head, saying."well we can't always hide the truth you know.."
"But I never expected him to leave the weapon in his own sons room!" says my mother while scratching her arm. "I shouldn't have been involved with a hunter god damn it!, "now who knows what'll happen when he finds out about his father!"
You still have the choice to leave him with me you know... I will teach him everything hd needs to know." says the man as he props his leg over the other,and smiles in a nerve-racking way
As I lean against the wall having trouble processing the words that are slipping out of my mothers mouth and that man I can't help but notice my mother talking about a hunter.
"That father of yours was a shitty hunter".... Was what that thing said
Before! But as soon as I realize that both situations are some how connected I yank the door open, and am reworded with the man standing up automatically and my mother spinning around with wide eyes.
"Mikel!!" says my mother as she walks towards me cautiously as If I was some wild beast. "Mikel how long have you been there? oh my... how much did you hear!? tell me Mikel!" My mother screams in my face as she grabs me forcefully by my shoulders practically digging her nails into my skin, "Mikel!" she hisses at me " go to your room now! don't come out until I tell you to!" she says looking back to make sure the man wasn't listening.
"Now who might this be?" says the man as He smiles and walks up behind us. my mother slowly moves her fingers from my shoulders and turns around. " James, this is Mikel"
"Ah!...well at last we meet says the man stretching out his hand.
As I lift my hand about to shake his I realize the markings he has as his coat reveals his wrist.
I assume he realizes I've seen it when he pulls his hand back and covers it up. I look up to his face just in time to see his smile that makes the pit of my stomach feel weird.
The silence on the room is so thick it's as if I could chop it in half, but my mother soon rids of it when she clears her throat and says "well umm.. how about you go u-up stairs Mikel?" just when I'm about to protest the man -James- says "now now, how about he stays down here with us and we all have a little chat hmm?"
Chuckling nervously she agrees and soon I walk over to a couch wondering just what that symbol was, as I look up I see that jams as what his name seems to be is looking strait at me with eyes that a predator would have towards it's pray. I try to brake our gaze but find it difficult soon enough I'm able to look away, but once I look at the ground I hear an incredibly low growl and look up to find jams with blood shed eyes that seem to be fascinated on me
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Michel the demean hunter
Fanfic*yaoi!!* Mikel has always been an out cast, with family problems and many other obstacles. But one day when he finds out that his father was a demon hunter and needs the tradition to be passed down the family he sets on a destiny to find ozuro the g...
