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Screwtape has a minion!

M the Angelkitty

Screwtape

The

Bloodred Feli
Owner:

Sebastian_713

Age: 13 years, 3 months, 3 weeks

Born: January 24th, 2011

Adopted: 13 years, 3 months, 3 weeks ago

Adopted: January 24th, 2011

Nominate Pet for Spotlight

Statistics

Level: 47
Strength: 92
Defense: 74
Speed: 10
Health: 91
HP: 91/91
Intelligence: 0
Books Read: 0
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Store Clerk

I never asked for this life.

But I suppose nobody asks for the problems that are bestowed on them, and I'm sure everyone thinks that their problems are worse than their neighbors. And even if this sounds unbelievably selfish of me, I know mine are much worse than any petty problem that these humans may be having.

I have lost everything that I've ever loved, every person that was ever close to me.
And I am alone.

It didn't start out that way, of curse. Fate gifted me with a twin brother, a constant companion and someone to protect. Unfortunately, the birth of both of us was too much for my mother's body to handle and she perished from a combination of blood loss and starvation. Or at least I assume she did, as I never met her alive.

Yes, one of the first things I saw when I opened my eyes was my mother's decaying corpse, parts of it already eaten away by the wild scavengers.

Despite the fact that newborn demons are very well equipped for survival, hunting is one of the things that are beyond our grasp at as young an age as we were. So my brother, Duncan, and I did the only thing that we were able to in order to stay alive. We feasted on the carcass of our mother for weeks.

The meal was enough to sustain us until Duncan and I were able to venture out on our own, although that hardly lasted long. A few days after we left our den, both of us were snatched off the ground and shoved into a box, off to destinations unknown.

Where we were headed, as we soon found out, was a special hell made for the unfortunate demons that happened to end up there. Humans are strange creatures, and seem to like nothing more than watching two creatures rip each other to shreds. This was no different. Two demons were pitted against each other, forced to fight until one was either killed or injured too badly to fight any more

This was our new life.

Duncan and I grew up this way, forced by humans to maim, kill, and torture. Soon it became almost easy, causing pain. Their cries became my lullabies and I eventually began to enjoy the pain I could inflict on others

Duncan was no more exempt to my rage than anyone else. If anything, he got the worst of it, as I felt compelled to prove my authority over him as the older and stronger twin. It was only natural that he should cower beneath me, as I was the dominant male.

So I forced him to do whatever I wanted, forcing myself upon him at any given moment. I dominated him through sex, violence, and any other means my young self could think of, making sure that I was the one that was stronger than him. I had to be stronger.

And I was. The older I grew, the stronger I became. It was easy now, for me to win the fights with the creatures I was pitted against. The humans even started calling me 'Black Devil', something I could not understand, no matter how hard I tried. But the name stuck, unfortunately.

Duncan, throughout all of this, was struggling to keep up with my pace. Obviously the weaker twin, he was growing at a much slower pace, and actually winning one of these fights was a struggle for him. It became more apparent when, during one of these sick games, that he ended up getting his leg caught in another demon's teeth, and his bones were crushed.

After that, he was either too injured to fight, or too scared to, and it was my responsibility as an older brother to protect him. And that's exactly what I did. Instead of being forced into the ring, I stayed by Duncan's side day and night. Our human captors were not so fond of this, preferring instead to try and pry us apart with an electric rod that had the equivalent voltage of a lightning bolt. I remained where I was though, despite this instrument of torture and eventually, I was actually able to rip it away from them. I believe this is when the humans decided we were useless to them.

Duncan and I were put up for sale soon after, and despite my efforts to make us look like we wouldn't be worth anyone's time, the both of us were purchased by an older man with dark eyes. I hated him immediately, since the first thing he did was drug both my twin and I until we fell asleep. Then we were shoved into trucks and taken away.

When I woke up, I was immediately alarmed at the fact that I couldn't move. Along with the bars that surrounded me, my feet were secured to the ground and an iron muzzle of sorts was strapped around my face. With hardly enough room to move around, my rage for these new 'owners' of mine increased and by the time we'd arrived at the place that was supposed to be our new home, I was seething.

Needless to say, moving me out of the armored car where I’d been imprisoned and into a new cage was not an easy task.

The place where we’d been taken was the equivalent of where we’d been before, except this time, demons like us were forced to perform humiliating feats for the entertainment of a handful of humans.

Duncan managed to readjust after a few weeks, begrudgingly allowing the ringleader of this freak show to ride him like some overgrown pony. Me, I wouldn’t let these new people get near me with a hundred foot pole.

So they left me alone for the most part, only coming to my cage with the occasional meal of sheep intestines or something of the like. I became a sort of novelty to the circus, I suppose. Come see the Black Devil, scourge of cities, although I couldn’t recall ever pillaging any cities during my life time.br>
However, the title was enough to draw an uneasy amount of crowds to my cage, much to my dismay. And after demonstrating the fact that I could indeed break through the iron bars that held me in the confined space, I was placed back in the shackles that held my feet in one position and a large collar to restrain my neck.

I fought them every step of the way, and eventually began to refuse food. After all, if I was just going to be a fashionably dressed monkey on display, why should they be making money from my suffering?

This seemed to make them come to their senses, so it seemed and I was removed from public view and placed next to where my brother was being held. Despite his best efforts, the poor bastard couldn’t understand why I kept fighting the confinement I was placed in.

“You know, if you stop with all your struggling, they’ll unchain you.” He said one evening. My response to his stupidity was a feral snarl and a death glare.

“Watch your mouth, cur”

Duncan’s behavior worried me somewhat, especially his complicity to the human scum. He was putty in their hands and in my current predicament, I was helpless to stop them from turning my brother into an obedient little slave. He was my main concern, at the time, especially when our first summer in this hellhole finally arrived.

It was during this time that a girl showed up, the ringleader’s niece, expecting to help for the summer. For reasons that I cannot fathom, she took a particular interest in me and in spite of my obvious distaste for humans, found it necessary to visit me every morning.

I was not fond of her, so much so, in fact, that I nearly bit her hand off the first time she tried to feed me. This didn’t deter her like I thought it would and she was back that evening with a book tucked under her arm.

Her logic behind this was that if she read to me, I’d be calmer, and maybe wouldn’t ‘act so surly’. The Catcher in the Rye was the book she chose to tame me, and I grew bored with the main character only a few pages into the tale. Holden Caulfield was the perfect image of humanity; a whiny slacker that expected everything to be handed to him on a silver platter. I really would have liked to kill that kid

Despite my hatred for the book itself, I began to grow fonder and fonder of our little reading sessions. In facy, I even began looking forward to them. It was, after all, the only friendly interaction, besides Duncan, that I’d ever had.

She eventually became more confident, trying to touch me when I was completely engrossed in her words, and surprisingly enough, I let her. But that wasn’t enough for her.

Against her uncle’s wishes, she somehow obtained a key to my cage and one night, after most of the other humans had dispersed, she let herself into my prison.

Of course, my first reaction to her being in such a close proximity to me was to attempt to retreat into the back of the cage. The shackles stopped this from happening, and to my surprise, she took them off me before moving closer.

I had her pinned to the wall of the age in a second, growling lowly in an attempt to scare her away. Although she didn't scream, didn't even flinch, just simply stood there before she began stroking my nose and smiling like an idiot.

“You need a name” The black Devil just doesn’t really suit you, you know” she cooed, running her hands gently over the sides of my face as I pulled away, staring at her with a wary expression. However, what happened next shocked me even more than her reactions to me in the first place.

I spoke.

“Caine. My name is Caine.”

A small smile played at the corners of her lips as she looked up at me, not seeming to care if I was trying to figure out why I’d opened my mouth to begin with

“It’s a nice name” she whispered, gently pressing her lips to the top of my nose before pulling away from me and moved over to the door to lock me in once again.

I stared after her until she disappeared into her tent, still trying to comprehend what the hell had just happened before Duncan turned to me “Mind explaining what the hell that was?” he hissed, slipping into his human vessel and unlocked his own cage

Sauntering over to my own prison, he undid the lock as well with a short flick of his tail and hung on the side of the door as it swung open. Pulling my lips back into a feral snarl, I slid into my own human vessel before I stepped out onto the ground and grabbed my brother by the throat.

“Why should I dignify you with a reason? Might I remind you, Duncan, that you’re the one prancing around and doing parlor tricks for the human scum.”

“At least I didn’t let any of them kiss me!”

And that’s when I slammed him into the side of his own cage, denting the metal as my grip around Duncan’s throat tightened.

“Wassa matter? Is the little cur jealous?” I grinned, digging my nails into the soft flesh of my brother’s neck before I sealed my lips over his own.

I could feel him squirm underneath me as I held him there and I bit down hard on his bottom lip to get him to open his mouth. He let out a small mewl and I immediately forced my tongue into the sweet cavern of my twin’s mouth.

I pushed him away after a moment, grinning like a fool as Duncan stood there gasping for air and clutching his throat.

“There’s your answer.” I smirked, climbing back into my own cage and slammed the door shut.

The days passed by quicker after that night, with M coming to visit me more and more, all the time trying to get me to speak again. Needless to say, I was a bit more hesitant, but she did manage to make me talk a few times.

Duncan, however, was becoming more and more distant and half the time refused to talk to me. At this point, I didn't care. He was still in thrall to me, so it wouldn't make any difference if he pulled away. I could always bring him back, and my twin would always be mine.

It remained this way for some time, and I could feel myself becoming more and more attached to this human girl. M was different than the humans I'd known in the past. She was kinder, and didn't seem to mind if I preferred to stay silent while she yammered on about school or the hardships in her life. Usually, I would have just ignored these blathering, but for some reason, this time, I listened...

However, I didn't think there was anything more than a mutual friendship between us until the night she was attacked.

It started out normally, with the circus going on as planned. Duncan and the others had gone off to perform and I was left alone to brood. I may have fallen asleep at some point, but the next thing I remember was M's voice slicing through the stillness of the night air.

"CAINE!"

I'm not quite sure what possessed me to do so, but suddenly I was on my feet and smashing my way through a ton of metal bars and chains. Then I was free and racing through the masses of colored lights and smells to that voice.

I found her being held up against a wall by three men, and I felt my grip on reality fading. Red, all I could see was red.

When I regained consciousness again, the bodies of the attackers were hardly recognizable anymore. I stood there, panting from the fading adrenaline rush, and not bothering to move when M's disgusting uncle ran up. And with the sight of me, the corpses, and his niece, he obviously didn't understand the purpose of my being there.

Before she had the chance to open her mouth to explain, the lightning rod was shoved against my throat and I collapsed to the ground, convulsing violently as the electricity ran through my body. Through all this, I could hear M's screams again, trying to explain and force the bastard to stop.

He did, eventually, and I quickly pulled myself to my feet and dragged myself back to the remnants of my cage to lay down.

Word spread fast, especially amongst the other captives, and it wasn't long before Duncan appeared, demanding an explanation for my actions. Yet, I had none to give him. Hell, I couldn't even understand why I had killed for her to begin with. After all, she was just a human, and thousands of them died every day. And most of them deserved it. But why had I saved this one...?

Then it hit me
I loved her. Me, Caine, the demon who had dedicated his life to making these creature's lives a living hell, was in love with a human.

This wasn't going to happen. I swore to myself that I would never see her again, or at least scare her away.
But when she returned a few hours later, with bandages and a small amount of food for me, I just couldn't do it

Reluctantly, I allowed her inside and she immediately started fretting around, cleaning my wounds and thanking me. I absorbed it all, watching her before I decided I needed to do something about this.

Standing up, I gently nudged her out of the cage, kneeling down next to her before I spoke again

"Get on, I need to show you something"

She complied, tangling her hands in my mane before I took flight.
I think she enjoyed it, and spent the majority of the ride peering down at the miniature buildings and people, pointing out things she found amusing and laughing.

I loved her laugh...

I landed in a clearing that I'd visited frequently. It was far enough away from civilization that something like me was easily able to find shelter in the trees and find some peace and quiet. M slid off my back, wandering around and marveling at my special place. She seemed especially fascinated by a white rose bush, which confused me greatly. Slipping into my human form, I approached her as she picked one of the flowers and lifted it to her face.

"What are you doing?" I asked, reaching out to brush a strand of her ebony hair out of her face but decided against it at the last moment.

I saw a smile tug at the corner of her mouth "I love roses. They're one of my favorites..." she cooed, stroking the petals of the flower before she turned to face me

It was then that I realized that M had never before seen me in my human form and I backed up a few paces. Looking down at her with a nervous expression. But, to my surprise, she approached me, raising one hand to stroke my cheek "So this is what you look like..."

I'm not sure what possessed me to do so, but suddenly I'd pulled her close and my lips were on hers. We melted into each other, and I found myself marveling at this delicate human creature. Her hair, skin, lips. And eyes that captivated me...

We did not come home that night.

A few weeks later, she told me she was pregnant. And then my entire life changed forever

She was so happy, brimming with excitement and plans for our future that I didn't have a heart to tell her that the child within her was not- no, could not, exist. Demon-human hybrids were among the scum of the world, at the very bottom of the pyramid of social acceptance. Meaning, if anyone found out about this child, it would be killed. And that was of course, if it survived infancy.

I was scared, terrified even, of what would happen when our cub would be born.
So I tried to keep it quiet.

But, as luck would have it, Duncan found out within a few days. And he was obviously not happy.

"...And when the hell were you even thinking about telling me that you had sex with someone else? And worse, you got her pregnant?!" I snarled, glaring at him from my cell, daring him to say more "Well, it isn't like we're going out er anything. I can do whatever the hell I want, Duncan. Besides, the sex between us isn't anything but mindless fucking. It just shows that I'm stronger than you and nothing more."

He immediately recoiled, a mixture of pain and anger present on his face. "F-fuck off..." he hissed, before turning around in his cage so his back was to me.

I did not understand his strong reaction, and my twin refused to speak to me for days, choosing instead to hide out in the back of his cage. I let him be. Three days later, he approached me, saying that if I refused to get rid of M, he would leave.

My response to this was to attack him.
Duncan left that night, without so much of a goodbye. And despite the fact that I could have kept him with me against his will, I didn't bother.

I had bigger things to worry about.

M continued planning for the infant's arrival, spending the majority of her time with me. I listened halfheartedly, trying to keep my worries under wraps so she wouldn't realize how volatile this situation was. Although I'm sure she realized the dangers of carrying a demon child, since she lied to her uncle, saying the baby was the product of a one night stand with someone she'd met in town.

As it played out, her uncle happened to be gone on a business trip or something when she went into labor. She'd made the arrangements beforehand, and the only thing I had to do was get her to the house of some human doctor with pink hair that I didn't entirely trust. But M tried her best to convince me that she'd known this man since childhood and he wouldn't object to delivering a hybrid.

I didn't understand why until we got there and I found out his lover was also a demon.

Then I waited, for hours on end, pacing nervously outside the room as I listened to the activity going on inside. I'd been banished to the hallway for the time being on M's orders to keep me from getting overly defensive about this odd human touching her.

I was about to give up on this so-called doctor helping her and barge into the room myself when I heard my son cry.
But this was not the delicate, simple cry of a newborn creature. This sounded like he was being ripped apart.

The sound itself snapped me out of whatever trance I was in, and despite the other demon's protests, I managed to slam my way into the room, reducing the door to a pile of splinters in the process. The infant was still squalling and he'd pushed himself so far into M's chest that he was in very real danger of smothering himself.

I knew he was trying to feed himself, but wasn't sure how. And M wouldn't know of course, seeing as she had probably never seen a cub like this before. Hell, neither had I, but I had a fairly good idea of what he was looking for... And it was something that she was in no position to provide for the child.

After managing to convince her to hand over the infant, I tucked the boy in one arm before raising my opposite wrist and bit into it. Wincing slightly from the pain, I continued chewing at the wound so the blood started flowing more steadily. Then I pressed my wrist to my son's mouth and let him suckle. M seemed more confused than fearful at this point and I had to explain to her the significance behind this.

One of the best forms of nourishment for a demon was their sire's blood. It also served as a calming device, and was demonstrated when the boy stopped fussing after a few moments, staring up at me with wide, lilac colored eyes. As my son, he was already in thrall to me, although it seemed the bond between us this time was... different, somewhat.

He eventually fell asleep, pressing his face against my side before I settled down next to M and handed the child back to her. She smiled weakly, laying her head on my chest as her hand feathered itself over our son's hair.

And then I decided to say what I'd been trying to for months now...

"Hey... Will you marry me?"

It was worth it, to see her smile at that moment, to watch her eyes tear up as she nodded, tilting her head up and kissed me lightly. A deep purr rumbled from the back of my throat as I held her close, being careful not to crush the infant that was clinging to her chest.

I believe this to be the happiest moment of my life

When M had fallen asleep again, I spent the time watching my son, memorizing his face and features. It was extremely rare, if not impossible for a demon child to be born in a humanoid form. Duncan and I hadn't even discovered that we even had humanoid forms until we were young teenagers. With this in mind, I thought maybe that the boy would be able to live a fairly normal life. Then my hand bumped into the set of catlike ears on top of his head

Of course, it was normal for a demon to have some of their true form's features in their human vessel, but I'd been praying that this child would be without anything so distinctive. But with those ears, and the color of his eyes, I knew that my son's very existence would be threatened if the wrong person found out about him.

With that in mind, I held my son close, burying my face in the soft down on his hair as I kissed the top of his head. "I will protect you... Tetsu."

I didn't realize how fast I'd have to break that promise.

It was less than a month later that I woke from a deep slumber by the lightning rod being shoved into my side, at its highest setting. With a roar of pain, I collapsed to the ground, panting heavily as I stared up into the beady eyes of M's uncle.

"You thought you could keep it hidden from me, huh?" he hissed, shoving the pole into my neck and shocked me again. "You thought it was okay to to sleep with her?! And breed with her?!"

The electric shocks continued, along with his rain of words, until I couldn't take it any more. With a single swipe of my claws, I severed his grip from the electric death stick and sent the man flying into the corner. Still trembling, I managed to pull myself to my feet once again before the man grabbed his weapon again

"Get out of here. Run away and never come back or I'll kill you and your son." he hissed.

I didn't need to be told twice.
Before the sun had even risen, I was gone, in a frantic attempt to save what little family I had left. Unfortunately, in my blind panic, I realized that I had forgotten to tell M about what had happened. I wasn't worried though, since her uncle would probably start bragging about how he'd gotten rid of me the first moment he got...

And because of this, I never expected what happened next.

I'd been on my own for almost six months by that point, looking for somewhere where I could eventually take M and Tetsu, where we would be safe, when an old friend of mine came back with news about how they were fairing in my absence. But as soon as he approached me, I knew that something was wrong. Very wrong.

M was dead.

She'd killed herself, alone, in a hotel room.
And my son had disappeared

That's all it took for my entire world to shatter, those few words. I blacked out, waking up sometime later only to find myself surrounded by destruction.

I spend several days just drifting, trying to decide whether I wanted to return or not. But eventually I did decide to go back to where I'd lived. I had to apologize to M. And I had to find out if my son was still alive.

With one of her favorite white roses, I made my way to my love's grave and sat down, trying to force my words out through the tears.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry that I did this to you..."

I stayed with her for over a week, curled up on top of her grave and crying. She shouldn't have to be alone, even if she was dead. And it nearly killed me to leave.

But I had to find Tetsu.

It took me over a year to track him down after that, since he was too young for thrall to have any real affect on him. But I followed lead after lead until I happened to stumble upon the place. He'd apparently been taken in by another demon, who owned a house hidden in the woods that had offered enough cover for this new person to keep my son alive.

I'd been approaching slowly, trying to locate this other demon, but I ended up finding my son first. Sitting on a blanket in the middle of the yard, the child that I hadn't seen since infancy was surrounded by an array of stuffed animals and was spending his time trying to consume one of them.

Instead of just taking him like I had originally planned, I found myself memorized by his movements. Tetsu had grown up, and I'd missed most of it because I was too much of a coward to stand up to a human...

After a few minutes of me crouching there, partially hidden by the brush, the child stopped trying to eat the arm of his stuffed lion and turned his head a bit, staring right at me. With a small smile, he tilted his head to the side a bit, eyes lighting up a bit "Da-da?"

My eyes widened, and a small smile spread across my face. He recognized me. He still recognized me-

And then the demon that I'd been looking for stepped in front of me and Tetsu raised his arms up to him "Dadadadadada!"

It was in that moment that I realized that he was no longer mine, while he was being cradled in the arms of a stranger. My son was gone, my fiancee was dead, and my brother was off to god knows where.

I was alone.

And that is how you shatter your heart into a million pieces.
I should give lessons...

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I was so afraid
Now I realize
Love is never wrong
And so it never dies

There's a perfect world
Shining in your eyes
And if only they could feel it too
The happiness I feel with you

They'd know
Love will find a way
Any where we go, we're home
If we are there together

Like dark turning into day
Some how we'll come through
Now that I've found you
Love will find a way

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