Chapter 14: I Can Barely Take Down A Fly.

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My Guardian Demon

"No you will die because of me now I'll only say it more time, dickwad. Back the fuck off before Zirach comes back. Then you can deal with him" I latched onto His back, even though I've only met him, I felt safe even though he is a demon.

"Why the hell do you two want her alive, once she's dead we don't have to worry about dying because she..." He pointed over to me whilst his demon friend was quiet, his eyes never leaving me. An evil look on his face, probably thinking of all the different ways he can kill me.

"Will kill us all and you know it"

"Who says she will choose us over the angels? but I don't give a fucking damn about this prophecy, she's just an eighteen-year-old girl, and she's important to Zirach, "He gave me a small smile as he placed his hand on the small of my back, protecting me from the demon's looks.

Marax swore a lot but I don't think it is the best time to bring up that I hate it when people cuss in front of me.

"How can I kill you anyway? I don't like violence as it is and look at me compared to you. I can barely take down a fly," I rushed out making Marax smile. Seriously, you're going to smile now? The demon who had been speaking to us stepped forward making me step back away from Marax.

"Believe me, little girl, once you find out what your abilities are. Nothing can stop you from taking us down and I can't have that." He took another step making Marax growl, it didn't sound anything like a human noise, more of an animal.

"Orias" A deep voice echoed through the room making us all snap our heads towards it. There Zac was, standing there back to his humanlike self but he didn't look pleased. "Oh it's our prophecies little bitch, come to watch your girl die?"

I peered at the four demons who looked like gods, why can't human boys at my school look like this? It would make life so much easier, but my life is complicated as hell. No pun intended.

Hell doesn't look like how I thought it would imagine. It just looked like a normal room very far underground and was much warmer than usual. It's very quiet, I just assumed there would be constantly battling with each other, demons setting fire to things or torturing people. Maybe there would be certain demons held up in the dungeons or in a cage like supernatural.

I need to stop paying attention to all of these films and programmes, they are obviously very wrong about how they portray heaven and hell.

One of the demons pounced on me making me shield my eyes in fear. A strong body collided with mine as we fell to the ground. I was just waiting for the pain of being burnt alive but the only pain I felt was from the heavy body on top of me.

My eyes sprung open to see the two demons knocked out with a smirking Marax dusting off his hands then I noticed it was Zac who was lying on me which was becoming very uncomfortable from the position we were currently in. Also, he was twice my size and had pure muscle, my tiny fragile body couldn't handle it.

"You're -you're crushing my spleen."

"You don't even know where your spleen is," Hmm I didn't think about that one.

"Well, now I do because you're CRUSHING IT," I yelled out the last two words making him roll off me before standing next to his friend who was intently staring at me. I sat up so I didn't have to look up at them even further than usual.

God damn them and their tallness.

As I stood on my feet both demons just stood there casually like nothing had happened.

"You are adorable" Marax gently said making my cheeks blush in an instant.

"Are you... blushing?"

"What, no."

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