Log Entry part 13

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Its teeth separated again as my regeneration slowed and couldn’t keep up with the degeneration in the vacuum of space. It moved its body as far as it could and moved its head over my arm.

            No! Inner Demon shouted before he lashed out at it.

            That’s a Deep Space Dragon! You can’t beat it!

            I can try to get it away from you! He shouted again as the thing let go and flew back to the others as security drove them off.

            The glass fixed itself as I pulled my arm back through. I looked at the damage. It ranged from lightly singed to a third degree burn.           

            “My regeneration isn’t working…” I whispered. I held my damaged arm with my other hand and felt my leaf tattoo glow. But after a few tries it flickered and stopped.

I looked at Mark as the barrier protecting him fell. “…I should know how to handle this but I… just don’t.”

            “Give yourself a break. You were a vessel to a demon for seven years,” a male voice spoke from a few feet away. I looked at him and gestured at Mark.

            I didn’t relax even though that was true. “Take him to the waiting room by the Council. I’ll be there soon.” I didn’t look at either of them, held my arm, turned away from them and ran down the hall and got away from them both. I turned the corner and had to get to the Hallo room. This was getting worse by the second, I could feel it inch up my arm and start to cross my shoulder.

            “Hawk!” I heard Malchior yell as I passed him in the hall. “Got it!” He yelled and reacted as I ran through two open doors and jumped through the second pair. I turned over to face the ceiling and was suspended in mid air. Three robotic arms with needles moved out from the side of the room. “Starting the Alpha Healing Process,” he said over the speaker and the needles injected the Healing Water into the patches of skin on my arm. It was injected into my shoulder and bicep and could only dribble over my forearm and hand. The water quickly started working.

            After a few moments he lowered me onto the cushioned floor. I rolled over and kept my arm off the ground. The floor started warming up and I laid there for what felt like hours.

            The doors opened and he walked out onto the padded floor. He put his arm on me and I looked up at him. “It wasn’t that bad this time.”

            I sat up and looked at him, “A DSD pulled my arm through the glass… but I guess it could have been worse.” I sighed as he turned to go back to the room. “I know, Malchior, but near a new recruit it can look so much worse.”

            “Who’s with him now?” He paused.

            “A guard I think.” I answered.

            “Where is he taking him?”

            “To the waiting room by the council…” I answered and trailed off. “He’s powerful.”

            “The recruit? How powerful?” he leaned on the door frame.

            “Very,” I held my head with my unharmed hand. “If he ever realizes that before he can control it he could put himself and others around him in danger.”

            “We lock his powers?”

            “After our meeting, yes,” I replied and waited for him to shut the door behind him, which he did after he saluted me. I closed my eyes. I breathed a few deep breaths and on the last one, a white haze engulfed the room.

            “I was helping you, Hawk!” A deep male voice yelled at me from the other side of the haze. It dissipated slowly and I saw his red eyes first.

            “How? By increasing my power beyond what I can handle so I couldn’t control anything anymore?! I could have handled it!” I yelled at him. His shirtless, sculpted form came into view. The raven black hair stood out against the white room. “Our deal was that you give me some demonic power when I need it! No other time!” I started circling him angrily. He didn’t seem bothered by my anger.

            “No you couldn’t have!” He argued and turned to face me as I got up and circled him. “And I can make you use my power when I feel that you are threatened or when I think someone is threatening you!”

            I stopped and looked at him, “Yeah it charged me but…”

            “Wait…” he looked confused. “What are you talking about?”

            “I’m talking about the dragon that attacked HQ, the thing I used the barrier for.” I answered. “What are you talking about?”

            He looked at me intensely. “You can’t feel it?”

            “Feel what?”

            “You used to be able to feel a person’s hatred in an instant and knew exactly how to deal with it.”

            “Inner Demon, what are you talking about?” I asked him. Clearly we weren’t on the same page.

            He walked up to me and got in my face, “The darkness that is slowly getting stronger in that new recruit of yours.” He didn’t back down. “That thing has to be the only reason why he was attacked by her minions. Nothing else makes sense. And I can currently feel it get stronger and stronger more rapidly than before.”

            I stepped back and thought. “After I put up the barrier to protect him…”

            “That darkness must’ve felt his fear or something.” he explained, “Because I started feeling it too.” He calmed down more. “That’s why I’m here. To keep helping you.” He put his hand on my shoulder and it turned black. “I may be partially sealed inside you, but that doesn’t mean we can’t be friends and I can’t protect you.”

            I put my hand on his wrist to take his hand off me. I didn’t move at contact and felt a flame flow through me.

            “Raw dark energy feels great doesn’t it?”

            I pulled his hand away, “That’s not my path.” I growled then took a deep breath. “I have to protect him.” I said, stepping back and put one hand over my fist and breathed.

            “I’ll keep an eye on it all then,” the haze started to cover him again, leaving his eyes. “That’ll let you deal with the rest of it.”

            His statement echoed throughout the room after he disappeared. I put my hand on my stomach and felt the remains of the seal burn then fade. 

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