Thursday, June 11, 2015

7. Old Books

“Are demons supposed to be so good looking?” 
The demon’s smirk grew bigger, accentuating that glint of evil in his eye that was only making him seem surreal.
She was dumbstruck. It just so happened that after the dark fairy informed her of new demons appearing, one actually did. Besides, the new demon was really different from Mehrdir and all the images she pictured in her head.
“Most of them are ugly beasts. I’m the exception. I’m Eneizar and I’m a vanity demon.”
He leaned really close to her and touched her nose with his. She gulped while staring at him, inspecting his face. He had sharp features and his skin was pale; he had a face that could attract the modelling agencies from miles away.Unlike Mehrdir, he was blonde and his eyes were an intense blue colour; if it wasn't for how skinny he was, he would have been the stereotypical jock from American movies.  
“And what level are you?”
“The highest,” He boasted, just like any evil entity. 
But something about him was different; he had a different vibe, one that seemed unpredictable. From the corner of his eye, red substance dripped towards his iris while his pupil became red. Contrary to his overall aspect, Eneizar was a deadly demon.

“Why are you my new babysitter?”
Ever since Eneizar appeared in her house a few days ago, she started to feel watched. It actually made her realize that Mehrdir was either more subtle or wasn’t really watching her in the first place.
Zoe was scared to get out of the house for some reason. She was sure it wasn’t because of something bad; it was all because of Eneizar. He was inducing fear and paranoia.
“Mehrdir has other things to do right now. He won’t be around for a while,” The tone he used was really normal compared to how Mehrdir used to talk, “Just think about it as a break.” He said as he started to walk around the living room. 
There were things that confused him, like the box under the TV. He was sure he hadn’t seen one of those before but then again, it's been a very long time since he came to the Middle World for something else than death.
“And why did you come in his place?” She sounded like she was interrogating him.
Eneizar raised an eyebrow and stopped moving aimlessly through her room. He had to think carefully how to explain it without telling her the truth.
“He asked me to. Let’s say he did something for me and this is me doing a favour for him.” 
Zoe was far from believing that but she didn’t have a choice.
Even though Mehrdir was a greed demon and was annoying; even if he got her in a lot of trouble in the last two years and almost killed her a few times; even if he wasn’t reliable and would disappear when she needed him- 
Now that she started to think about it, there was nothing he did that made her feel safe or help her in any way.Actually, she was really curious what kind of demon was Eneizar. He was handsome and he was proud. What else was there to him?
“Do you know what the meaning of the words on the wall is?” 
He seemed genuinely confused, “Words on the wall?”

“Oh!”
It was past midnight and Zoe led the pride demon to the wall. No one was outside and it was the full moon that was giving off a mystery vibe; besides, the street lamps weren’t working on the alley so the only light coming was from the apartment building.
“A kid wrote it,” She started.
Eneizar raised his eyebrows in surprise, glancing between her and the wall.
“A kid from Hell.”  She corrected herself, making more sense,“What does it mean?” She asked the vanity demon.
“Exactly what it’s written. They’re looking for the inheritor.” He sighed and turned to look at her.
He really didn’t look evil at all without those red eyes. Without that smirk on his face, he looked rather human; a very handsome human.
“What inheritor?” She asked dumbfounded.
Eneizar blinked and tilted his head to the side. He stared at her for a few minutes before he sighed loudly and rubbed the back of his head.
“You really don’t know, huh? He didn’t tell you.” He walked closer to her and bent to her eye level, “You’re short.” He stated out of nowhere.
Zoe narrowed her eyes at him while he only stared into her eyes as if he was searching for answers.  He grinned and leaned back when he figured it out.
“I’m not the one who should tell you,” He whispered with a cocky expression on his face.
“Then who is?”
He glanced to the side and noticed someone moving in the shadows.
“Him.” He pointed to his right and disappeared. 

Ezekiel wanted to talk to the girl with black blood once again. His plan was easy: sneak into the apartment building and break into her apartment. That was the only way. She didn’t seem like the kind of person who would let him in easily. Better take the hard way earlier and try the nice way later.
However, he saw her in the alley talking to herself. Ezekiel frowned and hid behind a trash can listening to her talking about the wall and what was written there. He scoffed and glared at her when he heard that she lied to him. The human got taken aback when her head turned to him suddenly. He gasped and jumped back quickly.
“She didn’t see me,” He sighed in relief and chuckled to himself. That was quite an adventure.
“She actually did,”
His eyes widened and he glanced at her over his shoulder. She raised an eyebrow and leaned against the wall.
“Well? You don’t have anything to say in your defense?” She pestered him. Ezekiel shrugged, his eyes wide and innocent.
Zoe rolled her eyes and walked back towards her apartment. Ezekiel only stuck his head over the corner to see what she was doing. She stopped and turned to look at him. She glared and told him to follow her, the adventure continuing.

“At least I don’t have to break in anymore,” He was only making a statement for himself but she heard it. 
Her head snapped to him, “You wanted to break in my apartment? Why not use the doorbell like a normal person?” 
He shrugged and followed her inside the living room..
While Ezekiel took a seat, she went in the kitchen and prepared coffee. She wanted to ask him a few questions about that friend of his. Eneizar was in her room for some reason; she could hear him but didn’t want to know what he was doing in there as long as he was keeping the distance from her laptop.

“So,” She placed the cups on the table and stared at Ezekiel with her big green eyes, “What did you hear?” She was going straight to the core of the whole issue.
“Nothing much. You were far from me. But I could see you talking to yourself. That’s fine. Everyone does that sometimes.” 
She took a sip from her coffee and looked straight into his eyes.
“I wasn’t talking to myself.”
Ezekiel raised an eyebrow and leaned closer to her. He inspected her thoroughly in his own way and smiled widely.
“I knew it! No one has black blood!” She didn’t understand what that had to do with anything but let him continue, “That’s why you told me, right? To research and-“
“I said it because you wouldn’t stop thinking about that stupid wall.” He pouted childishly and leaned back, “That kind of story you told me, about the devil and his child, it can’t be found in fairy tale books.” She continued.
“I’m pretty sure it was a fairy tale book. I saw it and touched it. It was really old and barely standing, but it was a normal fairytale book.” Ezekiel responded stubbornly, his eyes wandering around the room, searching for something abnormal.
She rubbed her neck and pondered on the possibility that it might have only been some old story. But then, what was the story about that inheritor?
“Your friend seems to have a lot of antiques at home,” She trailed, seeing as Ezekiel was open-minded and talkative.
“He does. He lives with his uncle and has all these weird and dark stuff. He even uses salt and inscriptions; it's pretty amazing,” He commented, his eyes brightening while talking about it.
Suddenly, Eneizar appeared behind Ezekiel -who got extremely excited by talking about dark stuff. The demon smirked and pointed at the human.
《Hint》
That was what he mouthed. She didn’t understand what that was supposed to mean. Eneizar rolled his eyes and disappeared; a second later, the doorbell rang. It was late and no one would pay her a visit at night. She raised an eyebrow when she saw Eneizar invite himself in like it was his own house.
“Hello!” He exclaimed enthusiastically as he entered the living room. 
What was weird was that Ezekiel was staring straight at the demon, curious and confused. 
“Oh, you have a guest. I came right on time,” He went and sat in between the two on the couch, turning immediately to the human,  “I’m Eneizar. You are Ezekiel, right?” 
The human nodded, shaking Eneizar's hand absent mindedly.
Zoe was shocked. Ezekiel could see the demon; that has never happened before.

Surprisingly, and not so, Eneizar played the interesting guy and talked to Ezekiel for a while; he was better at lying than she was at telling the truth. 
Zoe was standing there, watching the two interact a little taken aback. It was so weird to know that she had a demon in her house and someone else could see him; Ezekiel seemed to really like Eneizar too. 
The demon didn’t have much to say when Ezekiel asked about school since he had never been in one but the human was talking for both.
“What about you, Zoe? How was school for you?”
She blinked quickly and realized that she was Zoe. He turned the conversation to her.
“Um-”
She didn’t know what to say. Her school days weren’t honey and rainbows since she had to live two separate lives; had to cover her curse everywhere but still act as if nothing was going on in the shadows.
“It was fine. Nothing happened,” She smiled nervously and responded quickly.
“Oh, by the way. I came here with a purpose and I almost forgot.”
Ezekiel grabbed his backpack and searched for something through it. Both Zoe and Eneizar felt a sudden wave of energy run through their bodies and the demon was forced to disappear. Her eyes widened when the human got out a little book.
“Is this the fairy tale book?”
“No.” He noticed that one person disappeared and frowned, “Where’s-“
“Bathroom.” That was the best she could think of, “If this is not that book, what is it?” She continued. 
While Ezekiel could easily move the book around, she couldn’t even touch it.
“While I made some researches regarding the black blood, my friend found this. It’s a book written in some sort of language. From what his uncle said, it looks like a mix of the antique languages. It’s quite cool, isn’t it?” He was excited. She wasn’t.
Zoe was curious and wanted to touch it but she was scared that if she were to open it and read it, she wouldn’t like what was written there.
“You have weird hobbies. Why don’t you go and play like a nice healthy young man? You seem more interested in old stories than girls and technology.”
She really wanted to know what triggered his interest towards dark stuff.
“I saw a ghost,” His eyes became wide and bright. That was probably the best story he had; he seemed very proud of it, too, “I was coming home from a party and it was past midnight. I remember I was ready to cross the street but this girl pulled me back. I was drunk so I didn’t think much about it but the next day at school, I saw her again. She was waiting for me. It was really weird. She told me something,” Zoe raised an eyebrow and waited for the continuation, “She told me to look for a colleague of mine, that death was everywhere. So I went to look for him. Coincidentally, that was the day-“
“I died.”
Andy appeared suddenly behind Zoe and made her jump and gasp.
“And that’s not all. I swear I saw the girl going to him and pulling him up.” Ezekiel continued.
She bit her lip and tried not to look at the ghost. Andrew was glaring at the human with so much power that it sent a chill down his spine.
“Maybe she was an angel,” Zoe wanted to keep him on the brighter side of the supernatural but Ezekiel shook his head quickly.
“No, no. She didn’t take him away. She actually kept him here. That’s how I became interested in spirits and the underworld.” He looked sincere. 
She glanced at Andy and saw him doubt his own death.
“Was it like that?” She didn’t care anymore for Ezekiel since he was looking for trouble anyway. Besides, he had material that she could use.
“It seems so. I forgot about that girl. I think I was ready to pass on when she told me to stay.”
Ezekiel noticed the changes in her expressions. He turned to the place she was staring at and saw nothing except furniture.
“Who are you talking to?”
She glanced at the human for a moment before her attention went back on the ghost.
“Andrew,”
Ezekiel’s eyes widened. He gasped and stared intensely at the empty spot.
“What did she tell you? That it was for your friend?” Zoe questioned the ghost. Andy seemed uncertain.
“I don’t think so.” He realized something because he looked at her with a new glint in his eyes, “She told me to find you and stay by your side no matter what. That’s how I found you. She told me exactly where to go and how you look.”
Zoe didn’t expect that; she didn’t expect it at all. She was the reason why Andy was still connected to the Middle World.
Ezekiel saw her tense and freeze. He jumped on his feet and shook her a little but it didn’t have any effect.
“Hey, what did he tell you? Well? Tell me!”
She looked at her hands and remembered Mehrdir’s advice; she had to make friends in high places so they could help her in the future. The dark muscular fairy said that demons were going to appear around her more often. Something dangerous was lurking in the dark and she had the feeling that it was coming after her or someone she knew.
“Ezekiel, I want to meet your friend.” 
The boy frowned before his features relaxed and he grinned.
“Alright. Leave that to me.”

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