HELLISH MUSIC.

pierce would love all the music that just comes with both past and future generations 

especially if it has a good beat 

He was cursing to himself. If he had kept better track of the time, they would have been safe, they would have made it and been able to do whatever plan Blitzo had for him. If either one of them died, he could only blame himself for this. He held on tight to his hand, running as fast as his legs would allow. Knowing full well that the exterminators were not far behind him. 

    Frustration burrows its way into his head knowing the obvious truth before them. Hearing the dangers of the Extermination spoken out loud sending him hissing for a brief second, eyes forming to their more reptilian like features. The fate of most of the demons in the Pride District is inevitable. Blitzo refused to accept it.

    Fists clenched he marched up to the feline, straight up looking into the eyes he’d stared into plenty. His steely-gaze filled with determination as he pressed a finger against the other’s chest. Eyes glistening from what could be tears.

    ❛ Wouldn’t you? Would you be fuckin’ prancing around a field of them daisies if ye’ knew your friend’s life could end at any moment of the day because Heaven’s asshole decides to open up each year?

    Tell me Pierce would ye’? Ah’ know there’s some way te’ smuggle you in through another circle just — I just need ye’ te’ survive this year, okay? If it means I have te’ stay with ye’ I will! ❜

He truly had no clue that Blitzo had felt in such a way about him. His ears standing up at attention as he got closer and pressed his finger against his chest. He lifted his hand to grab it, but he doesn’t. Admittedly he was slightly startled by the sudden outburst. 

He didn’t need to be told twice though. A small smirk grew on his face as he finally got the picture. He spoke again, a bit more joy in his voice than he did earlier. 

“No. No I wouldn’t.” He never would have thought that anyone in this damned hole would give a rats ass about him, let alone risk their neck for him. 

    ❛ Ya’ no problem. ❜ A smile and more silence. Eyes drifting elsewhere as his lips settle back down and hesitation seizes his throat as they stand there. Considering his thoughts carefully about the year end and the dangers awaiting the denizens of Hell.

    Being Hellborn he could run to the outer circles and be safe from danger but Pierce? Blitzo felt dread veil over him suddenly even if he already knew what to expect when the clock struck midnight on the final day.

    ❛ Come to the circus. ❜ Blitzo hears himself say, his eyes drawing back to the feline. ❛ Before the Extermination happens we can meet here. ❜ For centuries he’s watched people perish around him. Is he foolish to cling onto someone new? Is he foolish to think that another person he knows won’t be ripped from his grasp by the hands of holy beings?

    He doesn’t want to think about the heartbreak but maybe, maybe things will be different this time if he acts before he loses someone else. ❛ Come with me. ❜ Please. 

And consider him stunned again. He lifted the hat off of his head, holding it in front of him. Why would someone, anyone care about his well being like this? He was just some cat playing jazz on a street corner. Why would he care? he could just run. He can run to the other rings, why would he stick his neck out like this. 

He began fiddling with the hat itself, trying to think of any reason why brining him to the circus would benefit Blitzo. Especially on a day like the one that was coming up very soon. His ears fell back as he pondered. His turn to be silent. until finally, he looks right into the hellborn’s eyes. 

"Stop PRETENDING that I matter to you! Stop looking at me like I mean something - this! Stop THIS!"

"I know. Okay? I know, but you keep looking at me like I'm some sort of wounded animal."

"Since WHEN?! Since when has it been okay to go behind each other's backs like that?"

"I thought we were friends."

"Oh, you really led me into that one, didn't you?"

"What, did you think it was funny? Making me care?"

"This isn't going to be okay just because you APOLOGISE!"

"I don't WANT our friendship! I don't WANT to work for it, I don't want ANYTHING TO DO WITH YOU!"

"Is that it? Do I SCARE you? You think I'd HURT you - are you AFRAID?"

"Believe me, you don't want to make me mad."

"Get out of my way."

"Were you planning on telling me? Not now! It didn't even have to be now, but EVER?"

"WHERE WERE YOU? Where were you - the ONE TIME I need you, the ONE TIME I ask for help and you can't be bothered to show up?"

"What, and you think that this is enough for me? You think that this - whatever this is, you think this is always going to be enough?"

"Don't talk to me."