The Chosen

Dametrious Perspective: Long night

I walked back to the university. Letting her beacon guide me. I dont know what agitated me worse, fucking up the mission or hurting Eliana. I hung my head in shame.. It was easy enough to get back to the dorms. That fucking light lit up the sky. I walked up the stairs and opened the door to my place. It was mostly empty, aside from the regular furniture that came with the place. I walked in as my body dripped and practically fell on to the couch.
I watched as the shadow of a tree from my window danced on my wall. 20 minutes had passed and I hadn't moved. My phone vibrated..
Eliana:
I just wanted to make sure you made it safely back to your dorm.

My response:
Yeah I'm good.

Nothing else. No other words were said. How could she care about me even after I hurt her? Humans.. they are so odd.

As I sat there, staring off into the shadows.. the shadows began to morph and change shape. It began to seep from the walls, blanketing over my furniture. My skin felt like it was being pricked by a thousand needles and my hair was on edge. Something was coming. Another demon. On the wall in front of me the shadows began to dance, taking shape to an oval. The mas swirled as a ray of dark blue light filled the center. I stood up, my demon being ready for battle.
As my body began to reshape, a familiar figure walked in.

Damian.

I glared as he strolled in then sat down on the armchair. Legs crossed as he picked his teeth with his long nail. He was transparent.. he must be astral traveling. Make sense. Lucifer needs all his army to stay below and continue making preparations. Damien looked me up and down then laughed, "Well you already made a disgusting demon. Figures you would look worse as a human." Damien laughed loudly. I just glared as I sat back down, "What do you want, Damien?" He gave me a crooked smile then said, "So quick to have your brother leave, hmm?" I didn't respond. I am already clearly irritated.. I want nothing to do with my brother. Especially right now.

Damien rolled his eyes then continued, "Father wants a report. Did you find the girl?" I grit my teeth as I said, "Yes." Damien waited for me to say more but I remained silent. Some part of me felt like I shouldn't say anything to Damien. Like in some odd way, I was betraying Eliana. I rolled my eyes to the back of my head.. what the fuck am I saying? Of course, the whole fucking mission is to betray her. As I had this internal battle, Damien sat there patiently waiting.. He finally spoke, silencing the voices in my head, "So.. you found this girl. What do you have to report. What can she do?" I gripped onto the cushion of the couch as I relaxed my face.. I cant let him see this battle going on in my head, I quietly said, "So far what I have seen is that she is like a beacon. Her soul or.. something inside her attracts different entities to her." Damien nodded his head then said, "Yes.. as I traveled here, I nearly was derailed because I saw this light.. this ethereal light.. it beckoned me.. drew me in. It took everything for me to ignore it." Anger stirred as my demon thrashed inside me at the very thought of my brother following her light. She's mine.. I shook my head as Damian continued,"I wonder if it's some tactical ability. Attract demons in to destroy?" I stayed silent as Damien watched me. He nodded as he stood, "Well.. I let father know of your new information. I'll be back soon. So keep getting information.. or maybe I'd have to give this little human a visit." My body stiffened as my brother laughed and walk through the portal. The shadows dissipated as my body trembled in anger. I can't stand the thought of him being in the same room with her! I glared as I punched the wall beside me. Blood trickled down my fist.. and why did he threaten seeing her. Was it even a threat? Or just an announcement? I breathed in as I walked to my room and fell down on the bed. I closed my eyes and calmed my breathing.
Why should I even care if another one of my brethren sees her. If any of them.. if they'd hurt her. I would.. I would.. what would I do? What would it matter? My body began to relax as I allowed the demon come out. My claws grew out. As did my horns. I felt the stinging pain in my eyes as they began to change. The marks of war traveled from my wrist, to my chest, and the rest of my body. My skin glistened with sweat, as my mind began to change. No longer was I thinking of the ifs and the what's. My mind focused on one thing. What is mine..
Her.