The Demons Inside (Short Story)

The Demons Inside (Short Story)

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My father was a demon. My mother was a human. I am a Half-Demon. We appear as humans, but we are stronger, faster, and more powerful than any of mortal descent. We live forever. We are responsible for every murder, every crime, and every tear on earth. It’s what we do. And the Full-Demons’ are worse. But something is happening to me. When she is near, my demon side disappears, and afterwards, it’s taking longer and longer for it to come back. Hendrix is worried. He said that if something isn’t done, I will lose my demon blood completely. This has never happened. Never in the history of all Demonic Origins. Never has one of Demonic descent fallen in love with one of the mortals. We are not meant to be capable of love. But it seems I am. And now he’s given me a mission. A mission that I can’t refuse: I have to kill her…. Or he’ll kill her… and then he’ll kill me…
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He wasn't always like this... was he? Was it a specific moment that led to where we are today? Was I too blind to see through his façade? Was I blind enough to overlook his sociopathic, sadistic tendencies? No answers, I have no answers. But it doesn't matter anymore. Neither of us are the same people we once were. It's too late for him and I. We can't turn around from the grave sins we've committed. He's the monster I loved once but now, he's the spawn of Satan himself. I was once the girl he supposedly loved but now... I'm just an object of his torments. "You really think you'll be able to leave me?" The sinister look in his eyes keep me alert. "No," I answer truthfully as the blood dripping down my skirt. "You will keep me alive till my heart bleeds for you. Until you break me completely and that's when I'll take my last breath that takes me away from the man who created hell on earth for me; and that's when I'll leave you, forever."

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