I am King

She had accepted long ago her fate was sealed in fire and blood. She was a creature born into misery that wanted the world and when her parents died that little girl inside of her that could still be saved perished with them. Of course she was the source of their death but in the grand scheme of things it was a minor detail. 

Kolya like others were insulted that crimes were being pushed onto them. Now he wasn’t sure about others but his crimes may have been true, but there was no way anyone knew except him and his select few in the little circle he had. No one else needed to know and if he was suspected it would slow down and restrict his shipments even more than before. He’d hate to lose clientele because of a system error that effected almost the entire city.

Ryan grinned and looked at Kolya, a bit of hunger and a bit of need in his eyes. “I’ve worked for many a demon before, lovely one…. None as beautiful as you, however.” He purred, collecting his amulet from the guard. He looked back at Kolya and smiled. “That just means I have to work EXTRA hard to give you what you want…” Ryan murmured, winking at the demon.

If someone like this was around him more often Kolya had no qualms about it. No demon would turn down someone so willing in all their life. The pride demon retrieved his own amulet and slipped the ring on letting the dark purple stone settle on his middle finger before he looked at Ryan again. “Don’t hold back on my account,” he paused until they were distanced from the guards to continue, “you know, as long as you trust me, we can easily take these cumbersome things off at the store. I’m not the type of demon to devour prey’s souls like that.”

Kolya couldn’t turn down a challenge. Not like this. If he couldn’t rely on his lies and trickery then he resorted to backing up his words. Drinking was usually bad for him, but that didn’t mean he turned away from anyone asking for a drinking game. Quickly, he moved over with the alcohol and several drink glasses. He knew several different games but one remained his favorite. “Have you played ‘Never Have I Ever’?”

“My, if you’re so fond of Nico I may just have to write a little Will of sorts so you can take him or any of my little pets if you’d like.” Jokingly he wondered if he would ever die really. He never thought about it seriously before and didn’t even now. The thought quickly left his mind as he offered the pup to Harlem. “I wouldn’t mind having a pet sitter while I work my long nights if you’re interested. All my pets are well trained besides Nico here.” Stubborn and Prideful he didn’t give in in the slightest.

Feliks followed him to his apartment, and they were immediately swarmed by Kolyas pack. He opened his mouth and was just about to say something when Kolya spoke, and the words he said sent ice shooting straight through Feliks veins. 

He waited and waited but nothing came from the lust demon. No answer, no sound of recognition, and no whimper that he hurt him in some way. However, as he glanced at Feliks it was easy to tell that he had taken a jab at the other’s heart. He could guess that for him to be a lust demon there needed to be a difference, or a wall between him and love. Somehow Feliks was broken of that feeling and as a young demon there was still that void that left him pained. 

Ryan smiled and laughed, nodding. “Now why wouldn’t I take a try on hitting you?” Ryan’s eyes swam red with a smirk. “You feed off of it, and it’s always amusing to watch people react.” Ryan nodded, stepping around the table. “Come along. I need to collect my amulet, and then we can leave.”

Feed him it did indeed. No demon with a brain could turn down someone fully willing to give him sins to feed off. “You know me so well, and we’ve just met.” His hand extended in front of them for cythraul to start, “actually,” he touched his fingers, “I need my amulet as well. You’ll have to work harder to give a sin demon what he wants with those pesky little things.”

“Another time, when I’m not in the mood to rip people apart.” If there was one thing he couldn’t harm was animals. He could just hear other demons mocking him if it came down to his life depending on killing an animal. The Great Pride suddenly put down by a little puppy or kitten. Still that didn’t push him away from taking in animals. 

        It wasn’t hard to recognise influential people in the town. Lazaruz, as Charlotte was aware of him, was one of these people. She’d seen him before but Charlotte knew that he ran a myriad of the sin demons as his own kind of hoard and Charlotte did not think she’d do well in any kind of group situation. She worked alone, always had and always would. The only person she worked for burned beneath her feet and that person was not even entirely by choice…she thought.

“To Distract. Escape. That’s mostly me. Pardon my not so amazing attitude if you will.” He usually kept a pleasant aura around his bar No one was supposed to see his lower side but it seemed recently that was all they were seeing. The demon gave a small gesture of a grin and raised his glass to her. “To drinks when we’re bored or tired of everything.” 

The inner part of him wanted to shrug Feliks’ arm away and stand tall. Pride didn’t need anyone. Pride was the most powerful of all and could rely only on itself...at least that was Kolya at his prime. There were times he fooled himself into not needing but wanting. He wanted someone to give him a little push and let his wrath settle before something that angered him again came into the picture.

He moved quickly once everyone was distracted and took his brother to the hidden home he had attached to the bar. Once inside the four dogs varying from two years and younger, and the two full grown cats ran to the demon’s feet, a few of them rushed to his brother’s. “Sorry, I’ve got a collection of little things here. Go sit down, I’ll get us something to drink, do you drink blood or can you have water?” He picked up one pup and kissed her soft fur while he turned toward the kitchen.

Paula had officially settled into her new apartment. Shortly after that she adopted a dog of her very own. A husky-mix she affectionately named Blanca. The animal was sweet affectionate and for the first time in a long time made her feel like she wasn’t so alone. It was funny, being a shifter who often preferred to take the form of a feline she fell madly in love with a k-9. 

Kolya chuckled and looked over to the woman and her beautiful pet. “Looks like a husky of sorts. A beautiful smart breed.” His pup whimpered as he held it up in the air in front of his face. Rubbing’s Nico’s head, the demon placed the dog on his shoulder allowing him to get comfortable. “I don’t live on a farm literally of course, but I just can’t get enough of my pets. They all grow up pretty close together so they learn to play with each other and take some burden off of me. You could try to get her a playmate, but that’s just me. Running a business makes it a bit harder to be home.”

“Oh, I see.” She scratched the little bulldog behind his ears, “so he’s going to brainwash you into thinking he’s actually a pleasant and not at all annoying person!” 

“Less annoying more like, pleasantly overbearing.” Nico let out a small bark and started to paw at the hand near it’s head. “Animals and drinking do the trick on my bad days. Obviously I tend to get tired of alcohol. I have about four more dogs and two cats. They come and go you know? Do you have pets? Perhaps we could set up a play date and you could tell me your name.”

Drinks before Dark || Charlotte&Open

Some of the news about his brother was hitting him harshly, and there were rare times that he felt low. He was unable to make his brother purely happy, left his baby brother with the feeling of abandonment. The last thing he wanted was to have his family feel anything bitter toward him. His mother was an understanding woman, and he wished he could go back to find each brother and show them that he cared. He did everything for them and somehow he had still messed up. It was just like the police, and the military, in the end he failed. He wondered if his life as a demon would end the same one day.