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My fingers ran down the burnt walls. I was the one that sent them crumbling. I was the one who
ruined so many memories. And I was the one who ran from it all. I couldn͛t handle it. So I fled. There
was only one room left in the entire crumbling manorͶthis burnt down wooden one.
I could feel him behind me. His shoulder length jagged purple shoulder length hair blew with the
wind, same with him undone trench coat. He wore jeans, boots and a white button up under it. His
blood red eyes fixated on my every move. ͞It͛s all gone.͟ He reminds me.
Quietly, I turn and face him. The wind blows, making my knee length black button up hooded
sweater cling to me and not move. But my shoulder length straight brown hair blew slightly. My gray
eyes piercing. ͞You don͛t need to remind everyone of their every tragedy, Rain.͟ I hiss at him.
My pale hands clench into tight fists. I turn back and look at the walls once again. A cold breeze
blows and I feel Rain right behind me, his cold breath on my neck. ͞Maybe it͛s my job to remind you.
You know about the prophecyͶyou͛re an illegal, and you know it. You know that if I kill you and drink
your blood, I will regain all my abilities as a demon.͟ He tells me, making the little hairs on the back of
my neck stand up.
With a single hand, he moves the hair from my neck. ͞And I know that you know everything
about me. You know that I barely know anything about you, and my guardian angel would protect me.
You know that I can defend myself as well.͟ Silence blows through it and I turn to face him, looking up at
him and directly into his eyes. He looked somewhat sad, but he kept it hidden. ͞And I know you would
never hurt me. You͛ve tried, and you͛ve failed.͟
His lips curled up into a smirk as he put his hand on the back of my neck. I rolled my head to the
side, inviting him to drink from me. Even if he was a demon, he reminded me of the vampires in my
stories I͛ve read.
I lived a quiet life, reading and keeping my head in the clouds with my head in the books ever
since the burning of the house when I was seven, and I blamed myself for that. But then came Cameo.
She, my guardian angel, was sent to protect meͶeven if she was a year older than me. The only reason
she let Rain and I enter the house alone was because I convinced her too, but she stood outside just in
case anything happened.
Rain leaned in, his teeth getting sharper. But he froze centimeters from my neck. His cold breath
making the hair stand up higher and straighter, as if I were a scared cat. ͞Go on. You always seem to
want me dead. Then do it.͟ I urge him on.
But he doesn͛t. He drops his hands into his pockets and steps away. I move my head so its
straight once again and look at him. ͞Please͙Don͛t ever do that again.͟ He says slowly. ͞I..I don͛t know
why I can͛t kill you, I just can͛t. I know Cameo isn͛t using some protection ability on you, I would be able
to smell it.͟ He tells me, his voice a hoarse whisper.
A slight smile appears on my lips. For once, I was the one who knew. I was the one who had the
answers to his questions. I didn͛t want to admit itͶhe was intolerable, annoying, stubborn, a critic͙I
could continue forever. But I didn͛t find myself thinking about his negatives, I found myself thinking
about the V

. Faithful, trustworthy, caring, sweet, reliable͙as I said earlier, the list could continue
forever.
I knew why he didn͛t want to kill me, or even hurt me. I knew why he hated Cameo and Raven
(my childhood best friend and one of the most respected men in our small town)Ͷthey were always by
my side, a place he could never be. He kept locked doors and hidden secrets, I was an open book to him.
But I was an illegalͶan impure mix of angel and demonͶand the only one alive. I was the one
that if angels knew about, they would try to train me to become a full angel. And if a demon (such as
Rain) got his hands on my blood, they would gain unlimited power.
 Rain was the king of demon͛s highest generalͶthe one who would one day rule the demons.
But then his abilities were stripped. He didn͛t know why, but he knew if he hunted me down, killed me
and drank my blood all his abilities would come back.
He had been hunting me my whole life. Killing me was never a problem. Until we actually met a
few weeks agoͶwhen he saved Cameo and I from a group called the Red Hoods. They also wanted my
blood, but they wanted me to become evil from it and let them lead into victory over taking over our
townͶHeartland. The leader was an old friend of Cameo, but Cameo ran away and began protecting
me, severing their friendship.
Cameo and Raven would hate me for what I was going to do. But it would never leave the
buildingͶor the room. ͞You honestly don͛t know or understand why, do you Rain?͟ I ask him. He was
now standing next to me, staring at a burnt at the edges, shriveled up photo of me when I was younger.
The room we stand in, it was my father͛s office.
͞No.͟ He picks it up delicately and looks at it. ͞I have a feeling I know, though.͟ He says. I nod
and look at the picture, standing next to Rain. ͞I think we should leave. Cameo is waiting for us. And we
need to get you back to the manor before Raven notices you snuck out with me again. He already isn͛t
fond of me, no point in making it worse.͟
I nod a little in agreement. He walks and stands at the doorframe. I walk to the door, but notice
a silver chain in the way. My first path is gone and I walk to the chain. It glistens in the sunlight that
comes in from the roof.
The silver thing is cold in my hand. I pick it up. A necklace, one with a black ribbon on the end.
Its charred and burnt at the edges. ͞I͛ve heard about these͙A piece of a demon is given to their love.͟ I
say, smiling slightly. But then I turn quickly and look at Rain. Wind blows harshly, but neither of us are
affected by it. ͞Isn͛t that so?͟
He pulls his trench coat collar up so it covers his neck and reaches the edge of his chin. He nods,
a hand in the pocket of the coat. ͞Once given, they may not be returned or taken back. It is a life-long
thing. A marriage to humans, a dedication to demons and a vow to angels. You may still think we͛re evil
beings, but we are actually quite civilized.͟
I laugh slightly and put the necklace on. He watches and doesn͛t oppose. They don͛t work when
the person is dead. ͞Rain͙Have you ever been in love?͟ I asked him, attaching it but it kept missing and
messing up.
The demon walked behind me and gently moved my fingers away, attaching the clasp for me.
͞No. Love is a waste of time. It is just another excuse for a title, in my opinion.͟ He replies while clasping
the back for me. I turn to thank him. ͞Why?͟
A small hint of a smile appears across my lips. ͞Funny. Coming from a boy who is jealous of
Raven and I.͟ I retort, walking out to Cameo to leave. The ribbon hanging from the necklace, burnt. It is
still hot, after these eleven years since that fire.