Kagekao opened his eyes, squinting at the bright light of sunset coming through the window. He coughed and lifted his hand to his chest, feeling the bandages wrapped around him that were caked with dry blood.
He tried to sit up, but a sharp jolt of pain came from his back; he groaned.
“Kage, don’t sit up; you have some deep gashes on your back.” A voice from beside him informed.
Kage lied back down and turned his head; Yuki was standing beside his bed.
“Mom, I-” Kage started to speak.
“Kagekao! What were you thinking?!” Yuki interrupted him.
“It’s just that I . . . umm . . . I just . . .” Kage stammered, slightly taken aback by the sudden angry words.
“Look at yourself; if your father hadn’t found you, you’d probably be dead in the woods!”
“It’s just that . . .” Kage growled, “It’s just that I hate that shinigami so much!”
“I know you do. But just because you hate him so much, doesn’t mean that you’re strong enough to fight him.” Yuki looked at Kage, but he was silent. “I don’t want you to die, Kage.”
Kage looked away and didn’t reply.
“Stay in your room until you’re all better, alright?”
Yuki gave Kage a kiss and then walked out the door. She looked out a window. The sky was streaked with reds, oranges, and yellows. The sun was going down, and in a couple of minutes, the stars would appear and it would be night.
“Kurai,” She whispered, “please succeed.”
* * *
A man was alone on the sidewalk. He was running for his life. He couldn’t see his attacker, but he knew that they were chasing him. He ran into an alley, hoping that he had lost them. He breathed heavily and leaned against the wall, trying to conceal himself in the shadows. After a little bit with no one attacking, he figured that he was safe, and turned to leave. But someone blocked him.
The man emitted a frightened noise and fell back in surprise; finally seeing his attacker. They had three large pairs of wings spread out behind them, making them appear larger. An eye mask and faceplate were on their face, covering it. They wore a suit of black and gold, and one of their hands was not a hand but a large claw with three blades sticking out of the arm. The moonlight caught something at the end of the blades; a bright drop of a deep golden liquid dripped off the end of one of the blades.
Before the man could react; the shinigami reached forward with his normal hand and grabbed him. Then with his bladed claw, he thrust the blades into the man’s chest; injecting the bright golden venom. Then he pulled out his now bloody claws and dropped the man to the ground.
The man struggled and got to his feet, holding his chest as blood ran through his fingers. He turned to run, but couldn’t. The venom coursing through his veins was shutting down his systems and clogging his blood vessels. The man fell to the ground, and soon died.
The shinigami’s bladed claw morphed back into a normal hand; but it was still bloody, so he took a cloth out of his pocket and started to wipe away the blood. But then he noticed something, or actually, someone, looking at him. They were clinging to the wall and watching him silently.
“おまえは遅くだった、悪魔. オレがこの人間殺した.” (You’re too late, demon. I already killed him.) The shinigami continued wiping the blood off of him.
“That’s not why I’m here, Ascaris.” The demon jumped down from the wall and stood in front of the shinigami. It was Kurai.
“I need to discuss something with you.”
“Oh, a social visit huh? You’re acting like we’re casual acquaintances. I already had my kill for the evening so I’m set, hurry up and talk before I get bored and leave.” Ascaris put the bloodied cloth back into his pocket.
“It’s about Scollex.”
“Ah, about him and his little feud with your boy is it?”
“Yes. I want you to convince him to let it go.”
Ascaris folded his wings neatly behind his back, and thought about it.
“Listen, demon. I have no quarrel with you or your family. But Scollex, he’s a petty bastard. It won’t be easy at all to convince him to stop plotting revenge on someone.”
“But, my son is only a child! Surely Scollex could just forget about it?”
“I’m sorry, demon.” Ascaris replied flatly. “But I don’t think that even I could convince him to stop. Hell, I’ll probably end up helping him get revenge if he starts bitching enough. Frankly, I’ll be glad once it’s over so he can stop talking about it.”
“Are you absolutely sure?” Kurai asked, hopelessly.
“Yes; Scollex might have been able to forget about it if he hadn’t gotten hurt, but your son clawing at him made him mad, and taking his eye really pissed him off.”
“Can you at least try?” Kurai asked, although still feeling hopeless.
“I can try, but it’s hopeless.”
Kurai was silent.
“Face it demon, your kid’s going to die.”
* * *
“Well?” Yuki approached Kurai as he walked towards the house.
“It’s hopeless, Scollex can’t be convinced.” Kurai sighed.
“What If we just move to a different city?”
“That won’t work either; Ascaris said that Scollex would just hunt us down. He’ll probably get others to look as well.”
“But we’re fine as long as he doesn’t know where we live, right?”
“As long as Kage stays here and Scollex doesn’t find out where we live, then we should be fine.”
* * *
About a week had passed. Kage was healing, but his parents didn’t let him leave the house. He had attempted to sneak out once or twice, but because he was injured he wasn’t that good at sneaking; his parents had caught him.
Kage was trying to sleep, but couldn’t. Something felt very off, something was wrong. He sat up and looked around; everything appeared normal and in its place. He looked out the window and towards the sky. The moon was full and bright, hundreds of stars glimmered like gemstones in the sky. It was a beautiful night.
His eyes wandered down from the sky and onto the ground. Someone was there. They were far off, but within viewing distance. They definitely weren’t human, as from their back three large pairs of wings were open. Kage couldn’t see many details as they were far and it was dark, but he could see as they reached up towards their face and took off their eye mask.
Bright golden eyes shimmered in the moonlight. Kage hid from the window. After a few minutes, Kage peeked out of the window to look again; they were gone. They weren’t Scollex, but they had seen him.