Singer of the moon (completed)

Chapter XIII- Born as the villain

     Angel's PoV)

"angel I love you and I do not understand why"  angel's heart dropped at hearing this powerful demon utter those words, deep down he knew that whatever Erebus was feeling it was not love for many demons in the past had said those same words to hurt him in the past and every hair on his body stood. He knew he had to get out of this hotel room, "I have to go" the spider said quickly before almost running to the demon's room quickly throwing on his long gray V-neck shirt, the scent of blood filling his nose as on the right shoulder stood a faded red stain. The look of horror plastered on his face only for him to shove it to the side to get the rest of his outfit done before walking back out, leaving the suited demon standing there alone, "for what it is worth I am sorry Erebus" with that the smaller spider had left into the now bare hallways, making his way quickly and without a thought in the world, Angel had somehow found himself outside in an unknown part of the city, the streets without a soul taking the moment alone he grabbed a cig from his fluff lighting it carefully when a sudden pounding sound of footfalls echos along the endless side roads out of habit Angel summoned his M1928 pulling the bolt back "who goes there, make yourself known". the streetlights exploded giving way to a block-wide blackout "I have every plan to make myself know Mr.dust but first put the gun away it would be a shame if I have to do the same thing to you that my lord did to your boss" a dark and hollow voice called out, knowing that a fight is the last thing he wanted Angel dismissed his toy but did take another hit from his cig "very well now make yourself known" a few moments pass before a taller demon covered in seemingly pointless markings steps out or at least for of what was clearly seeable as the new demon was wearing a darkened robe but even with the hood up angel could make out a single pair of glowing red eyes "well it seems you like being scary my friend perhaps you mind giving me a name to call you by, or perhaps scary fuck world be best" angel spat at him a hint of venom behind his words while the robed demon just smiled lifting his hand up twisting it to the right, when a creeping feeling slowly worked up his legs snapping them shut preventing him from moving a slight panic fills his thoughts as he resummoned his gun firing as many rounds as he can into the demon and with each round hitting it's mark the robbed demon vanished, and with the demon vanishing the feeling of being bound left "mr dust it is unwise to fight, doing so only fills my lust to eat you where you stand reguardless of what my lord wants"   the voice calls out for what seems to be everywhere while few animallistic wolves creep closer from nowhere, each with red eyes "now i only bound you to keep you from running  and before you ask all i want is to tell you a story about my lord, wil you heed my story or will you run?" the arcanid stood dumbfounded before taking a seat on a rised slab of stone leaning on a old run down building placing bang beside him easyly within arms reach "then go ahead scary fuck tell me this story its not like i have much of a choice with mutts staring me down now do I, but make no mistake you try anything i will shoot again" the robed demon nodded before walking out once more but this time the glowing eyes replaced with a chocolate brown pair watching the spider very close.

"the story is very simple and it is one you need to hear Mr.Dust"

along time ago there was a simple boy born into a family that was known for hulling drugs into and out of a county that you called home, perhaps you would have heard of them perhaps not, but this family did well enough for itself besides the slip between the mother and father about how to raise the newborn son. The mother wanted the child to be raised away from the drug's and the way of life the father was leaving for his child, and for a while, the mother did win and the child had no part in the trade. the mother even taught her son to play the most perfect instrument.... the piano. She taught him many songs but the one he knew the best was moonlight sonata but that child's life would take a sick turn when an adult that the child knew and trusted used him for unspeakable acts that even the gods would smite him down for. The father knew of this and had the man killed, and for a while, the child lost the ability to speak, he had lost his voice and a void deep inside of him was formed, and one day the child was walking home with his mother after buying dinner for the night when a group of men that was friends with the abuser simply killed the boy's mother before him, now this awoken something fearsome with the child, deep hate that most people shunned had given this boy a power to kill these men, just slew them allowing their blood to fill the streets while his screams were silenced by the pale moonlight and as he held his dying mother, the music box his mother had given him years ago started to play, from that day on that child had lost his ability to feel love, after returning to his father he was thrown into a world of drugs and murder forever staining his soul and removing his innocents. This went on for years till one day the now man had committed the greatest sin known to men, he killed his father for now protecting his mother from the men and starting that path that led to his mother's death. after gaining control of the drug trade his father rain this child ran his city to the greatest time it had ever known, everyone was cared for,  but after so long he had grown restless. He wanted someone to wake up to, someone to share everything he had. So he met a boy named James and after almost a year the two was wed and the boy had felt love for the first time in a long time and the night of the wedding after the party, James beat and tortured the boy for three days, not for information but just for the fun of hearing him call out and after that, James just simply cut the boys throat sending him right to hell,

"and that is the end of the story,"  the black haired demon got up turning his back to the spider who had tears falling down hitting the ground with a soft thud "that is horrible who that hell does that, but why tell me that story" Angel got up grabbing the demon's right arm that felt cold to the touch, quickly removing his hand angel looked at this man with a look of horror "you are cold to the touch just like Erebus" to that the black haired demon turned his head around a sly smile on his face before calling back "yes that is horrible, and the reason i told you that story is that simpling the demon you call Erebus is in fact that child who was killed by his husband, and if he says he loves you, it is not something that comes easy to him, and you have the right to know more about him even if he does not want to tell you himself, all i ask if becareful who you reject my dear Mr.dust, some demon's are still barely human and can simply become as cold and filled with hate as Mr.Alastor"  the black haired demon slowly raised his hood as a sudden crack of lighting filled the sky and with it the black haired demon once again vainished just as quickly as he appeared leaving the spider to his thoughts