The Young Demon

Dark night

He called me every other night, nothing was hard to do for him, and he didn’t complain about anything, Javi was a miracle man who was easy to please.

Except tonight, when I got to the building I felt off. I looked around, wondering what was wrong, and when I got into the building, up to his floor, I could tell why. There were bodyguards as soon as I stepped off the elevator making me raise my arms and I complied before Javier told them to leave me be.

“Something wrong?” I asked and he sighed and shook his head.

“Just my uncle, who I work for, getting paranoid.” He told me and I nodded slowly before taking the hand he held out for me. I let him pull me right to his bedroom and he flipped on music, got me something to drink, and then he laid flat on the bed so he wasn’t expecting a show.

“Now, what am I here for if not to entertain you?” I asked him and laid next to him on my elbow and he turned his head to me and sighed.

“Tell me something from a normal childhood.” He all but demanded and I smiled and sipped my vodka before taking a deep breath.

“You think a girl you met in a strip club and is willing to be your call girl had a normal childhood?” I asked him and he raised an eyebrow before looking over my face.

“I had you looked into. Two parents, suburban life, a dog and a bird as a family pet…” he trailed on and I rolled my eyes.

“And if I told up that wasn’t really me? Looks are deceiving.” I added and he shrugged and looked up. “I had birthday cake after dinner, loved history, got to learn how to dive before I was 18.” Normal stuff… I guess.

“You had both parents.” He told me and I moved a bit more, knowing he really didn’t know who or what I was.

“You didn’t?”

“I did until I was about 11. My father died when I was 9, my mother started to lose her mind, drinking, drugs, didn’t take care of me anymore. My uncle took me in, made me work for him.”

“But it isn’t so bad now right?” I asked before remembering the body guards out there.

“It’s easy for me, I do what I do, I make money to live on.” He told me and I nodded before raising my hands to his temples. If I used my powers I could see his worst nightmares, so I leaned in and kissed him, sing his eyes close, I raised my hands to both sides of his ears and played the visions he had.

He was alone, dying in an alley, cold, not able to call for help.

He was holding a kids hand, standing in the way as something tried to take the kid, and he got beaten until he was going to die and the figure took the kid.

He was in a room, gun in hand, pulling the trigger on himself.

I pulled back and ran my hands down his chest, taking a deep breath and before I could say anything, we heard movement. I could hear the guns outside before c****d and some shouting to get ready, and I sat up as Javi did.

“Get in the corner of the bathroom, in the tub if anything gets hit in the bedroom.” He told me. He made us both get up. He pushed me into the bathroom and I watched him with curiosity as he open a side table and pulled out two guns, he set one on the bed, made sure the one he kept in his hand was full before switching and doing the same.

If this little shoot out killed this body I’d be so pissed. As he left the bedroom he didn’t give me a second glance and that both irked me and told me all I needed to know, he was ready to die.

I knew today couldn’t be his day, so I summoned my weapons, something to send anyone I kill down to Hell, and I waited, there seemed to be gun fire but it soon started to sound like fighting.

I moved to the bedroom door, batons with the blades tucked in at the ready, and I saw two men turn to me right away and raised their guns, I smiled and attacked.

I hit both their hands at the same time, raising my arms and pushing one before using my leg to shove into another, I could feel my heel get suck in his gut but with more force I was able to pull my shoe out of him before he fell. Turning back to the other one I used my blades to grab skin, cutting him until he seemed not able to hold anything, and then I used his knees to step on and get the blades around his throat.

Finishing off the two guys I noticed how there were at least 5 others against the 3 body guards and Javi.

I waited to see if they needed help, and then I decided to just jump in, the blood third side of me was coming out, and two men weren’t going to stop it.

I grabbed one guy from behind with my mini scythes and pulled until his neck was almost all the way off. Getting the next guy by the side of his stomach and making sure to poke it in before slashing, and then I moved in front of Javi, putting my arms up to block this giant man from smashing him that that green guy from those comics, and I slit his wrists, going for his neck then his stomach and pushing him back until he landed in a glass table.

I could see one or two shards that would make him bleed out in a could seconds so he was no longer a threat, so I moved on, I kicked punched and slit skin and could feel someone dripping on me when I went for the last guy. I went low, his calves, his Achilles’ tendon and then I scraped up his slight pot belly and saw the terror and pain on his face.

I smirked and dug my baton in before pulling it out with his rib breaking with the force before he seemed to pass out from pain.

“What the hell was that?” I heard Javier ask and I turned and shrugged before shaking off my weapons and putting them together.

“Told you I didn’t have a normal childhood.” I told him as he raised my chin and made me look at him.

“Let’s get you cleaned up while they clean this.” He told me and I wondered what he meant, but I just went into the bathroom and saw the blood around my face, streaming down my neck, and staining my outfit.

As he started the water I could hear something and I looked at the door before realizing that the guys left to do the clean up were actually cleaning up.

Javi pulled at my stained satin outfit until it was nothing but rags in the trash, and he opened the curtains for me to step into the shower.

I leaned my head back and wiped at my face. I wasn’t sure what kind of guy Javi was, but I didn’t have to wait too long for him to join me in the shower. He pulled me tight against him, his hands roaming my body as if to make sure I was ok, and I did the same.

There was no blood leaking from him, his eyes were focused on me, and he seemed shocked but not disgusted. Some humans were fragile in the mind, killing and blood and bad things would turn them off from a person, but it seems Javi wasn’t that kind of human.

He had grown up around these sorts of things, easy to understand why he wasn’t that turned off by it, as for me, knowing he was one of the few on his side tonight to come out with no bruises, or blood soaked clothes… it turned me on right back.

He lifted me after he has washed me, taking me hard against the cold tiles and I enjoyed every hard thrust, every deep breath he took against my skin and I knew this is what it felt like to be alive.

Javier gave me what I always wanted… to be more than a demon, to be alive and living and enjoying all emotions and feelings.

I’d save him again if it meant feeling that high.

He took me to bed, laying me down and told me not to move as he checked on the clean up. I got settled and closed my eyes, reliving those moments, playing with him in the shower, what might come next… it was all good enough to brag about.

He came back into the room, told me it would be fine in an hour or two, but during the next two hours he wore me out, pulled me into his chest and told me he would handle me getting home in the morning.

I slept against him, feeling his head the entire time and I didn’t wake up until I didn’t feel him anymore.

I sat up in bed and saw a white box with an M ok it at the end of the bed. I reached for it and opened it up to see a card and a black dress.

Feel free to wear this and keep or return it for something more to your liking. Your 10k for the month is on the dresser, thank you for your time

-Javi

Sorry for a dark night

I raised my eyes and saw a roll of cash on the dresser and I got dressed before realizing that things were empty. His dresser didn’t have his watches, opening a drawer showed no clothes, getting to his closet I saw a coupe shirts left hanging but no suits or pants or shoes left.

He was gone.