Random thoughts and stuff

Luci

Charlie pov~~

I looked into her eyes and watched the flames flicker and dance. She was fighting herself. IT wanted to destroy everything and brig chaos. IT just wanted pain, to see someone suffer. IT had no mercy, God help us if IT took over... the flames flickered again almost disappearing but sadly they came back as she resisted the urge to snap. Its gonna be a long night for her..

Luci pov (of same incident)~~
All I want to do is tear someone up, shred them to peices, kill everything they ever loved. I want to see someone bleeding, the bruises covering their body and I want to be the one to cause it. No. No. No. This is bad. Those are not me. He is trying to take control and he's winning. I need to get out of here before I hurt someone. He's my demon. He tries everyday to make me snap but I refuse. If I snap ill kill someone again and I cant handle that. I think if I snapped id never come back to reality. "I'm leaving." I told Charlie who was watching me with concerned eyes. She knows about him. Shes the only one. I went up to my room to change into my boxing clothes and grabbed a water bottle from the freezer then jogged down to the tavern . Instead of going through the front door I went around back and went into the basement. "Devil." Thomas greeted me inside the door. "Thomas." I returned the gesture. "I'm assuming you came for a good fight? Will you be betting as well or no?" I pondered about betting and decided why not. "I always come for a good fight." I paused pulling out my satchel and 150 silver coins. "And sure why not just a little bit." I handed him the money and didnt bother looking at previous bets on the board. I always won when I was fighting my demon. It was because I stopped fighting and let him take control, ultimately fucking the other person over. I watched the first fight of the night take place from the rafters. I always watch fights from up here so I have the best view and no crowd. Then when its my turn I just jump down and fight. My mind started to drift as my demon and I had a talk. What is your name? I asked him for the hundredth time. Only to receive no response. Fine. But why do you always want to fight someone? I cant ever go a day without fighting. That, my dear, is simply my nature. I was born to fight and when my previous host died I found you to replace him. Now you fight. He was right it was my turn now. My eyes changed colours as I let him take over and we jumped down from the rafters. People cheered and laughed drunkenly as I did. Then a new opponent jumped in the ring. I've never met him before but no matter, I will still win. I have a demon on my side. The bell rang and the match began. We stepped into the center of the ring and he attempted to circle me.
Rule 1. Never let your opponent see your back.
I spun around as he walked around and as he was about to take a step forward I took a leap and faked a swing to his left. When he attempted to block the fake I punched his right eye. Then I kicked his legs out from under him and slammed his face in my knee. He was out cold. Not much of a fight huh? No but his brother will be.. the demons voice faded but his power flared making me twice as angry. What do you mean? I asked curiously. I'm not the only demon in this bar tonight. But I am the strongest. As he said that I noticed anouther new opponent step into the ring, he had power radiating off of him like you wouldn't believe. "Well hello Devil." He said. His voice was smooth and deep, I almost melted at it. Then I realised I was getting sidetracked and needed to fuck this bitch up. "And you are?" "Fozol. In the ring." He winked. Cocky much? Be careful. Hes got a demon as well and that demon knows I'm here. This may get messy. I live for a messy fight. The bell rang and we danced around eachother, waiting for the other to make the first move. He tried to fake me left but I caught on and blocked right in stead. I kicked but he jumped. We went on like this for about an hour, landing hits here and there leaving bruises and a few cuts. Eventually he tired out and I caught him by surprise and knocked his temple causing him to fall unconscious for an hour. I picked him up gently and took him back to Thomas. His brother was up by now and asking about him. I explained he would only be out for an hour. Thankfully he was my last scheduled fight for the night. I sat down on a barstool next to Fozol's brother and ordered us both a drink he wanted gin I wanted rum so I got both. Thomas gave me all the money I wonthat night and brought me our drinks. "Whats your name kid?" I asked him. "I'm known in the ring back home as Stel. But you can call me Alec." He stuck his hand out to shake and I showed him my bloody hand and he decided not to shake. I laughed a little and offered anouther round. "I better not, ill be driving later." He declined my offer but I bought myself one more. We continued making small talk for a while as if we hadnt just fought before Fozol finally woke up with a start. "Howd I get here?" He asked confused. "Ill explain later just sit down and take a drink." Alec pulled his brother off of the counter and called Thomas over. "One more round of gin please?" Thomas nodded and reached under the counter for a glass and turned around to grab the gin. After making some talk with Fozol I found out his real name is Kyan and the boys are from out of town. He said a bunch of other stuff but I could barely pay attention because I was checking him out. I could feel my eyes changing colours so I looked away for a minute hoping they wouldnt notice. When I looked back they both seemed busy and if they noticed they said nothing. I apologised to both boys for knocking them out and told them I needed to return home or my roomate would kill me. They nodded and Kyan told Alec to go call a carriage for me while he helped me gather my gold and silver. "Ill just walk its not to far." I attempted to persuade him. I dont like carriages, I always get sick while riding in them. "Well then go get one for us." He said as he pulled some of the money into a pile waiting for me to open my bag. I did and he pushed some of it in while I pushed the rest. I gave him some of it because I felt he deserved it. We walked out together in silence and bid farewell. "If you're in town and need anything tell Thomas and he'll find a way to find me. Okay?" "Thank you Devil." I never told him my name and I didnt plan on it. "Goodnight Kyan." "Goodnight." With that he climbed into the carriage and I turned to walk home. I live a few miles from the tavern, just outside of town. It was far enough to make sure the townspeople never bothered me but close enough I could walk to town if I needed to. But ever since Charlie moved in I havent needed to go to town unless to fight or personal shopping. I let myself into my house and made my way up to my room. I slid my bag onto my desk and fell onto my bed. I fell asleep before I could fix up my wounds.