I returned to school on Monday, silent from my deep thoughts. I wondered about Kaede, what could she possibly want? I was so engrossed in my thoughts that I didn't even notice the students around me. The students made deeper whispers, more evil thoughts. Ignoring them was my forte, nothing good would come out of messing with them.
I sat at my desk, ignoring the classmates around me. They were talking to each other, possibly spreading rumors. I laid my head down on the desk returning to my thoughts.
Lunch had come and I was eating at my desk, when Kaede pulled a desk together and sat with me. I remained silent, almost as if her sitting there was natural. Kaede then turned around and ushered some other students. Two more classmates walked towards us stiffly, avoiding my eyes. They pulled two desks together, sat and very mechanically ate their lunch.
“Why did you bring them?” I asked nonchalantly.
“I want to introduce them to you.” Kaede said with her usual delightful smile.
“Do you think they want to be introduced to me? They probably think I am going to eat them. You're special, but who would want to be close to the ‘devil face’?” I driveled on trying not to pressure her.
One of the two students who sat with us, a boy sat up straight and adjusted his glasses before saying, “U-um actually your n-nickn-name has c-changed, it's now um, um, devil faced demon.”
“An upgrade.” I said while having fun.
“You know that's not a good thing.” Kaede said while pouting.
“Back to the topic at hand, you wanted to introduce ‘them’ to me.” I said with a greedy look in my eyes. The two instinctively flinched away.
“Yes.” Kaede said with a proud look.
“Why?” I asked, looking straight at Kaede.
“So you can get along.” Kaede spoke with a strange confidence.
“They don't belong close to me,” I said intimidatingly.
“Why what's wrong with them?” Kaede asked curiously. A short silence followed, the two people sitting with me looked down at their hands.
“The boy hates everyone around him, the girl is dating a senior for his money.” I said, resolved to the consequences. The boy only sat quietly, the girl actually stood up and yelled at me. In response I stood and walked over to her. I towered over her short stature, she quickly took a step back. Her light red hair was dancing around, my lips slowly turned upwards and her eyes started to bug out. At this point the entire class's attention was on me yet again.
“So many eyes on me I’m starting to feel like a celebrity.” I said with an embarrassed smile to the class.
The girl stood frozen in fear, but I would not pursue. I walked back to my seat and continued eating. Kaede sat silently contemplating.
“Do you see why people like ‘that’ don’t belong around me?” I asked Kaede and then continued to eat. Kaede was shocked and looked slightly ashamed of herself. All of my lunch was already when she spoke again.
“Then why do you keep me around?” The look on Kaede’s face was determined and I knew she would not accept no answer. I thought and I really don’t know why I kept her around. Actually I felt like I knew but part of me wouldn’t accept that answer.
“Tell me.” Kaede said again insistently. She gave off a pressure that was starting to affect me. She slowly got closer and her frown became more depressing. When she was close enough to grab me, she started to open her mouth, when the bell rang. I quickly grabbed my lunch pail and put it in my bag. Sitting like a model student facing forward, I tried to ignore Kaede even though she was a mere foot from me. Kaede dragged herself back to her seat depressed.
The rest of the school day passed without incident. But only if you consider; people avoiding me, spreading rumors, and death glares, not incidents. I wonder if the people in this school are really dumb sometimes. Of course students wouldn’t be too smart, but I thought there would be a couple of people who can think of things calmly.
When the last bell of the day rang Kaede stood up quickly, however I predicted this and was already out the door. I ran out of the school and sat at a park catching my breath. I would not describe myself as a physically fit person. Normal actions that did not require quick movement I could do easily, however quick actions like sports or running were too far for my stamina. I finally caught my breath after about 3 minutes. I then saw a pair of students from my school walking past me. I realized the boy girl pair were a couple. I then realized that the girl of the pair was the girl with red hair that yelled at me from class. Putting the pieces together I realized that the boy was her pay-to-win boyfriend. Yet part of this situation was somehow unsettling.
When I finally realized the lust I saw in his eyes.
“Shit I need to find them.” I said out loud. I ran yet again following the path they were headed. I couldn’t find them on the path and almost felt despair, when I caught the color of our school's uniform out of the corner of my eye.
“Gotcha.” I yelled, feeling successful. The couple had turned down an alley, when they heard my voice they turned around. The red haired girl's eyes showed fear and she hid behind her boyfriend. The boyfriend was around my same height, but was very muscular.
“Who are you?” A fierce look on the boy.
“The devil faced demon.” I stated easily. He did not twitch, obviously unimpressed. I took the silence that followed to activate my ability.
My current physical state was horrible, combined with what I saw with my ability, made me puke. I blew chunks in the corner of the alley. The boy jumped back surprised.
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“Disgusting.” The boy said.
“I think you are the disgusting one.” I said in response after wiping my mouth.
“You need to get away from her, never see her again.” I said unwavering. Our eyes then had a battle neither willing to surrender. I could feel his spirit, he would not give up easily.
“What are you saying? Why should he leave me?” The stupid red head said loudly. Both her boyfriend and I ignored her.
“Leave her,” I said again.
“And why should I do that?” He asked with a grin.
“I'll report you.” I said, both of us still standing, still maintaining a fierce eye contact.
“For what?” He asked.
“You know what.” I said fiercely.
“No I don’t, why don’t you tell me?” He said slightly worried.
“Six victims, about to be seven.” I said.
“What is he talking about?” The stupid red head impeded.
“He is trying to frame me, babe.” The boy said, looking back at his girlfriend nervously.
“Leave him alone.” The girl said.
“I can’t do that.” I spoke emotionlessly.
“Why?” She asked.
“You don’t need to know.” I said with a hint of sadness unknown even to me.
“Looks like words aren't going to do anything at this point.” The boy said, cracking his knuckles. He walked toward me and raised his fist, I was able to dodge the first punch. However he followed up with a hook to the face. I fell on the ground, my cheek bone felt hard and the skin felt numb.
“Leave her alone.” I said again while standing.
“Seriously.” The boy said while laughing. He ran at me and thrusted his fist forward into my gut. If I hadn’t left my lunch on the ground earlier, I would have now. I fell on my knees clutching my gut. A deep red pain spread across my body slowly. It felt almost unbearable, only almost.
I stood and yelled again, “Leave her alone.” One of my eyes started to go lazy. The boy quickly pounded hit after hit on me. I could tell one of his fists broke one of my ribs. I was bleeding from multiple places now. I wondered how he could be so strong. He must practice something, probably boxing I concluded by his use of hands. My head started to feel stuffy and it got hard to think. I was laying on the ground unable to move an inch.
“That's what you get when you mess with me. Now hear me you bastard, don’t ever approach Abby again.” The boy said laughing before he started to walk away. When I heard the name, something awakened in me. I knew names held power, for me I feel connected to people through names. Thus once I heard Abby's name I remembered why I was doing this. With a resolve even stronger than I started with I struggled to stand and set a guard.
I yelled, “LEAVE ABBY ALONE.” Once our eyes met I could tell he was offset by my presence. My eyes were fierce like a tiger, I gave the aura that once I bit I would not let go.
“You just don’t learn, do you.” He stated and ran at me, unfortunately I was mostly broken by this point and could do nothing to react. His fist collided with my right hand, and I could hear my bone crack. I once again fell to the ground, silently.
“Trash.” The boxer said and then spat on me. He started to walk away when I grabbed his ankle with my left hand. It felt like an iron grip to me but I was just using all I had. He tried to pull his foot away but couldn’t.
That was when I said, “This is your final chance, promise me you will stay away from Abby.”
He was furious, “This is my final chance, what about you, you filthy bug.” He then raised his other leg and started to stomp me. I felt pain however I would not lose the resolve that I gained.
“STOP, PLEASE STOP.” The red head started yelling and crying. She ran up to the boy and tried to tug him away. It would not work. She was too weak.
“Why, why would you do this? Why would you do something like this for someone you don’t know?” She continued asking questions. But the boxer's stomping continued.
That was when I had enough and activated my ability at full power.
An evil voice came out of me dark, with no mercy, “ Rachael Flake, Tracy Jackson, Katy Hoover, Jane Machat, Holly Gosdan, Haven Jolly.” Once he heard the names the boy stood shocked.
“How d-” He started before I interrupted,
“You sexually assaulted all these women.” I said feeling darkness fill my heart. He fell on the ground. Abby stood still not knowing who to believe.
“How do you-” He started.
But I would not give him the chance to speak, “You sexually assaulted all these women and you will surely go to hell. See you there.” Abby was in shock and fell to the ground as soon as he practically admitted to the crimes. The boy just stood and ran leaving everything behind.
Abby sat there in despair for minutes, I lay there for minutes trying to move any part of my body. Once I was finally able to move a little I struggled to stand. I tried to find something to split my arm.
Once I finished tying my arm Abby said, “Why would you go that far for me?”
An immediate cold response, “You- don’t need to know.” I started to limp away when.
She asked another question, “ What are you going to do now?”
I immediately answered with a mere two words, “Move forward.” My cold words were simple but they carried a lot of weight. However I could not see Abby’s reaction because I had already limped away.
On the street though there were many people, they all avoided me. Not surprising though, I was a bloody mess. I continued for five minutes before I realized I did not know where I was going.
I thought for a second, and came to the conclusion that I had to go to the hospital, even if it meant I would have to see him. The closest hospital was six miles away. I started limping again, my muscles started to get stiff making movement harder. Every step was painful, my phone was broken, and no taxi would accept me. Another reason I hate people, I was different. They would never approach me or talk to me. Even now when I was in need of help more than anyone else all they could do was avoid me and whisper. The whispers are always painful, I can stand against them, but it hurts.
A nurse on the night shift, was sitting at the counter of the emergency room. The sun had long gone down, but it was well lit. The nurse felt fortunate that they had few people in the emergency room. That would mean there are not a lot of people getting hurt. Suddenly the automatic doors opened and the nurse felt a cold wind come into the building. Looking over the counter the nurse could not see anybody. However the automatic doors would not close. Curious, the nurse walked over and noticed a bunch of rags on the ground. Once she got closer she noticed a deep red that she had seen many times, blood. The body of rags had left a trail of blood apparent from tripping over the curb and crawling. The nurse immediately talked to the communication device on her shoulder. She called backup, but continued to inspect the mass she got in close and checked the pulse. Luckily the bunch of rags had a pulse. She already knew it was a person, however she did not expect a young boy. Up close she noticed his right arm splinted. His fingernails were broken, likely from crawling on the ground. The nurse tried to hear the boy's breathing but heard words.
“Live.” Repeated over and over again. The nurse, surprised, felt overwhelmed by this young boy. You could now hear a bunch of people running and yelling.
However, Azure could not hear anything, he only heard the words of the sweet nurse before passing out.
“You're safe now.”