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 Female x Male Elementum

Discussion in 'Roleplay Execution' started by eloquent whispers, Jun 6, 2018.

  1. eloquent whispers

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    Blood. Bones. Obsidian. Soil. Moonlight.

    Silver beams shone down on the earth, illuminating the intricate circle. Deep, inky blood seeped into the earth in strange patterns, demonic with their sharp angles and dark meaning. Gleaming black crystals created four distinct points, representations of the basic elements. To an untrained, ignorant eye it was a shrine to Satan himself, a sick and twisted monument of evil with crimson stained bones arranged in the center. To those well-versed in the true ways of the world, the natural harmony of dark and light, the circle was as rudimentary as a door. Complex to a mortal, but simple for a witch. Creating a portal to the netherworld was a task all witches and warlocks were familiar with. To do so was a rite of passage, a symbol of growth and maturity as one exited their youth and stepped into adulthood. With diligent study, hard work, and dedication, a skilled witch would summon a guardian to offer protection and guidance, assist them in navigating an unkind supernatural world of magic and treachery, splendor and wonder. The right words and the right amount of energy could make all the difference.

    “Okay. Bones look about right. Crystal seem to be about where they need to be . . .” A soft voice muttered into the pages of a thick, worn leather bound book. Before sharp, blue eyes was an illustration that mirrored the dark display at her expensive boots. It was a wonder that the spikes of her heels hadn’t broken off in the many lifted roots she stumbled over, or that she hadn’t rolled an ankle on the stony path leading away from her home in a hurry. Tonight was the night. Not tomorrow, as she seemed to believe before receiving a much needed reminder from Oliver. She rolled out of bed in a tornado of fine sheets and pillows, donning the attire she left in a heap on the floor of her room on her way to bed. A long day of pretending to pay attention in class behind the dark lenses of designer sunglasses took a lot out of her. Wilhelmina Gregory always seemed to get by just fine, despite her lack of effort.

    “Looks good.” She told herself, ignoring the much of the instructions written in near microscopic text on the page before the intricate drawing. “Just remember to close the portal and hope for the best.” For Mina, the bar she set for herself was quite low. She was so determined to get back to the comfort of her bed that she would have been perfectly content with a D-class or even a C-class guardian. It was all that anyone expected of her and it was all that she needed to pass for the assignment. Other witches and warlocks fretted over this night, burying their noses in books for weeks to prepare for the summoning, practicing incantations and chants to call forth the demon to outshine all their peers. Mina was winging it as usual.

    With a powerful thud, she closed the grimoire. Wisps of her glossy black hair, thrown up into a flattering but haphazard bun, billowed from the force. She tossed the book aside and closed her eyes, long lashes meeting her lower ones as she exhaled softly. Lifting her hands and upturning her palms to the velvety night sky, she began to recite foreign words that rolled off her tongue easily, sounding rehearsed though she only learned the incantation mere minutes before. Magic came naturally to her and the power that resided in her was as abundant as it was potent. The circle erupted into flames, the fire lapping at the cool air that surrounded her. The bones shook gently as did the earth beneath her feet, but she held her position firm as the words that left her pink lips. The ground within the circle suddenly gave away, falling into a belching black void. Through the ring of wild fire a tiny form appeared, engulfed by flames as it bounced from the netherworld. Distracted, she severed her connection.

    The incantation was complete, after all.

    The four legged creature shook deliberately, vibrating away the fire that consumed it in a burst of glowing embers and black ash. What remained was a black feline, a kitten to be exact.

    “Oh, a Hell Cat.” Mina lowered herself down, elbows resting on her knees. “I suppose you’ll do. Technically, you’re C-class.” A hopeless smile hung on her lips as the black cat hissed and its hair stood on end as she reached for it. “Mean little thing, aren’t you?” She chuckled, withdrawing her hand. When she followed its gaze, she realized the little hell cat wasn’t concerned with her at all. Looking over her shoulder, the black void was wide open.

    Shit.” She muttered, scrambling for the book to find the incantation to close the portal.



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  2. TheUnknown

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    Gods he was bored! Sitting around in his mansion, currently in his study, Synister Night plucked a single midnight black clove cigarette from his vest pocket and put it between his lips. Lighting a match against his boot heel he brought the bright flame to the head of his clove and inhaled deeply feeling that tingle in the back of his throat as the smoke traveled down. Flicking his wrist to extinguish the flame he set the match in his ash tray and after a few moments a billow of thick white smoke rolled out of his nose. Leaning his head back on his shoulders he rake a hand through his midnight black hair before lacing his gloved fingers behind his head. 'Bored. Bored. Bored.' was the reoccurring thought bouncing around in his mind. Spending nearly seven hundred years consuming anyone who stood in his way and fighting for every square inch of his territory, Syn now ruled over a territory roughly the size of Texas and he ruled it with absolute dominance.

    Being a Shadow demon gave him an eye on everyone thanks to the ever present shadow voids around his lands. Anywhere there was a shadow, Syn was able to see and reach. His minions never thought of betraying him simply because they lived too good and they knew that no where was safe. So...that meant he was unchallenged and BORED! As he sat in his chair brooding over what to do, one of his minions was calling for his help. This was something a bit out of the ordinary since there was little to no threat that a Hell Cat couldn't handle unless it was a rank higher and he didn't sense anything. Opening his mind to see things a bit clearer he noticed that the Hell Cat was fairly young and currently in the human realm. Sitting up he opened a shadow void and stepped inside, coming out right in the middle of the void that the Witch had left open and keeping it open with his own magic.

    As he stepped into the human realm, all the Witch would see is a billow of black smoke, forming what looked like a mini tornado right behind the Hell Cat. From that black smoke, a pair of crimson red eyes that looked like they belonged to a serpent, showed through the smoke. The smoke soon calmed and dispersed around his feet as he stood in the middle of the black charred soil. He was dressed like he'd just been to a funeral. Black tailored dress pants, a black silk dress shirt, with another black silk dress vest over. The only sign of color on him was his tie, which was a crimson red tie to match the eerie color of his eyes. Clove still in his mouth he plucked it from his lips, holding it between his middle and index finger before crouching down and looking at the Hell Cat. Snapping his fingers a shadow void opened and Syn sent the cat back home.

    Looking at the Witch in front of him he too was about to go home when he stopped. The amount of power laying dormant in this female was monstrous, easily rivaling that of a Master Warlock if she knew how to unlock it and control it. The power was raw, untapped and still in infancy yes but it was potent. Smirking a bit he searched her mind, seeing what this female was like and she reminded him a lot of himself when he was younger. She had drive...when it suited her. Chuckling a bit, Syn closed the doorway himself before taking a long drag of his cigarette. Dropping the clove to the soil he pressed a steel toed boot to it, blowing the smoke to the side as he focused his eyes on the female.

    "Good evening Witch. My apologies but the kitty you summoned was too young and not wanting to help a Witch. So, I've taken it's place. Synister Night, at your service."
    He said in a smooth tone, a slight old English accent to his voice as he smirked and placed his left hand over his chest and bowed slightly at the waist. He made no mention of what his ranking was, or what kind of demon he was simply because he was curious if she'd be able to tell. Any Witch with half a brain would feel the power vibrating off of him and know that he was a Demon Lord. However it would take an acute insight on magic to know he was an S-class.
     
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    Snatching up the book swiftly, she began to turn the weathered pages. She ignored the rips that formed at the corners, how the stiff parchment shifted out of the spine at her frantic flipping. Muttering foul curses under her breath at her own absentmindedness, Mina finally landed on the page. The words were laid out before her own piercing eyes, but it was too late. A whirlwind of thick, black smoke began to churn and she felt her heart sink to the pit of her stomach at the sight of ominous ruby eyes. Of course Mina didn't bother to read through the consequences of leaving a portal open, what could go wrong, or what to be wary of. There were a number of nasty, vile creatures that could have entered the mortal world on the heels of the tiny, vicious hell cat. Though the book rested in her lap, she didn't dare remove her gaze from the slowly forming figure within the summoning circle. When the billowing dark clouds dispersed and cleared away, a man clad in black stood with a cigarette in his mouth. Carefully she watched as he flicked it to the ground, stamping it out like he could most likely do to her. The power that radiated from him was so immense that the air around them felt heavier, thicker. She could hardly breathe for the time it took her to grow better accustomed to his presence. Mina didn't need a bestiary to know that the being in the circle was a Demon Lord, a realization she tried to deny and explain away with other, improbable possibilities.

    Surely he wasn't answering her summons.

    With a snap of his fingers, a sound that punctuated the silence surrounding them, the little hell cat vanished into the void. Mina pushed herself up to her feet, clutching the grimoire to her chest despite the pressure the threatened to make her knees buckle. An average witch or warlock might have taken longer to right themselves, but the witch was oblivious to her own power and thought nothing of her perseverance. She believed he would be furious to be summoned, to be brought into the world to be a guardian to a little witch with no real accomplishments to speak of. It was why she felt weak at the roll of laughter that escaped him. The amusement in the melody was unexpected, and yet it did nothing to ease her worries. He was going to unleash his wrath and return to the netherworld to return to his rule. Much to her own surprise, he greeted her with all the politeness of a gentleman. He even bowed.

    "At my service?" She asked, eyes wide and her porcelain skin paling further. "My service? Y-you will be my guardian? You've accepted my summons?" A more determined witch or warlock might have been bristling with excitement, proud even. Mina appeared confused and concerned, mainly over what others might think. Usually it didn't matter what other thought of her. She slept through classes, showed up late, spoke bluntly, and slacked off on assignments and projects. But this This was different. Her classmates would think she cheated! No one, not even the Grand Master, was capable of summoning a Demon Lord-- mainly because they possessed the power to refuse. The being in front of her appeared oddly . . . . willing.

    "Who . . . who are you?" She asked. A more clear question would have been 'which Demon Lord are you?' but there were so few and she didn't want to insult him by not recognizing him. About now, she was kicking herself for being on her phone during her lessons at the Academy.
     
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    Syn kept the smirk on his lips as he could practically smell the smoke coming out of her ears as her brain tried to process what he'd said. Again that untapped power within her had allowed her to gather her strength enough to stand which was rather impressive since he knew of demons who couldn't collect themselves enough to get off of their asses in front of him. Now if his shields were down and he was unleashing the full potential of his power then she'd probably die simply from the crushing weight that his power held but he rarely did that. When words finally came out of her mouth his smirk turned into a small smile as he nodded.
    "Indeed. You seem rather amusing to an old demon like me. It's been a long time since I've sensed something like this."
    He said as he made it clear...ish...that he was doing this for his own amusement out of sheer boredom.

    When she spoke again he lifted his hand to make a Shadow mimic form right out of her own shadow. The mimic was an exact copy of her, fully aware and smiling at Mina as it stood there.
    "Syn Night, Shadow Demon Lord of the Void Territories."
    Void territories were listed in the books that she and her classmate's were told to study. Home to many demon races considered tricksters to the other demon races. They specialized in mental games, shadow magic, void magic and shadow manipulations. All of which Syn had Mastered in order to become the Demon Lord.
    "Assuming you paid attention in your classes of course."
    He said as he winked at her, tapping his own temple as he reached into his vest pouch, pulling a new clove cigarette and lighting it. The strong vanilla scent filling the dead air around him, hanging like a white curtain in front of him as his eyes caused certain areas of the white smoke to gleam a red glow.

    Looking up at the moon he smiled.
    "Beautiful night, but I do believe it's getting a tad late for you. Do you wish to continue this in doors or would you like to stand in the dirt as your heels sink just a little bit further into the soil?"
    He asked as he couldn't understand why on earth she'd wear heels on loose soil, it was asking for a sprained ankle if not a broken one. Staying where he was, he waited for this newest string of information to settle in her mind, process and possibly wait for a new string of questions since humans, Witch, Warlock or plain human, weren't exactly stellar at absorbing information that commonly was unheard of. It usually took them a few minutes.
     
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    The Demon Lord confirmed, admitting that he found her amusing. She didn’t know whether to be insulted, flattered, or thankful. Truly she felt an overwhelming mixture of all three, but more grateful than wounded and more flattered than offended. Mina wasn’t too keen on serving as his entertainment for whatever cryptic reasons he harbored, but it was far better than being subjected to the fire and fury she anticipated upon accidentally summoning a powerful demon. She wouldn’t injure him by appearing wary of his intentions, though she was. As he commanded the darkness of her shadow, molding it before her very eyes into a perfect, smiling clone she stepped back a bit. All the while, she marveled at the likeness. Down to the beauty mark on her cheek left cheek bone and every fleck of silver etched in her crystal blue eyes. The smile was slightly off, too bright and too cheery for a mellow, laid back young woman who hid her heart behind sarcasm and indifference . . . for various reasons. Still, she shivered to think of what Syn Night could do with true knowledge of her personality and demeanor. Already the mimic made her question her own existence.

    The Void territories. She was somewhat familiar with them, not as well-versed as her peers, but enough to understand the nature of his abilities—or what she could with her limited knowledge, not to short change herself. It was unlikely that anyone, witch or warlock, truly comprehended the intricacies of the inherent capabilities of S-class demons. In short amount of time, Syn seemed to understand her better than she understood him. A smile finally curled onto her lips at his words, “I don’t pay as much as attention as I should, but I’ve gotten this far without ancient tomes and boring history lessons.” Despite her confidence, she found herself wishing that she had. “I’m Wilhelmina Gregory, your charge. You can call me Mina.” She said, relaxing finally. Her grip on the worn book that she clutched to her chest like it was a shield loosened.

    With the introductions out of the way, she found herself staring up at the midnight sky with him. Mina nodded, agreeing that the hour was late. Her bed was calling her name.

    “I didn’t exactly prepare for this very well. I thought the summoning was to happen tomorrow night.” She said in her defense. She wouldn’t have been prepared then either. “Won’t you be missed in the nether realm? Who will watch over your territories in your absence?” She asked curiously, leading them in the direction of the mansion.

    The path took them through trees and brush. Mina knew the grounds well, and though her attire was impractical her familiarity made her footfalls informed and careful. Regardless she teetered every now and then, even when they reached the old, cobblestone walkway flanked by tall, lush green hedges, trimmed and manicured to perfection. Closer to the estate, grand fountains and arbors with brilliantly colored blooms decorated the gardens. While they were aesthetically appealing, being picturesque like something out of a fairytale, all the flowers and plants served a purpose: potions, teas, charms, medicine. It was also very much alive. Vines seemed to move at the presence, as if acknowledging them. Bulbs blossomed in greeting, and while the silver shine of the moon lit their way fire flies floated about them.

    Mina ascended the steps that led up to the back door, opening it to reveal an expansive kitchen bustling with maids who shrank in the presence of the Demon Lord, unable to withstand his weighty aura. The dark-haired witch smiled to see the women who fretted over her and tormented her at the crack of dawn clutch their rosaries and sink to the ground. Users of magic themselves, they recognized the power filled the room. “As much as I love seeing the maids buckle at the knees, I might tone it down if you can. They’re old crones, but I like them.” Women who did their best to raise her in a loveless home, she adored than more than her own parents who were never around.

    One of the women gave her a swat at her ankles, tripping her up a bit as she giggled and moved to the next room while the ladies collected themselves.
     
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    Syn walked behind Mina and smirked.
    "Oh don't you worry about my lands. They'll be fine."
    Mainly because he had a Shadow mimic in place and his second in command and best friend Raven was also there to keep things in check while he was away. Besides, Syn barely needed to leave his home anyways. As they walked, into the open garden and down the cobble stone path, Syn smirked as he watched the garden come alive. Well this was a nice view. Taking a deep inhale through his nose he chuckled.
    "Lots of potential here. Potions, medicines, probably some herbal teas as well. Well kept and nurtured. Very impressive."
    Walking into the kitchen he watched a line of elderly maids drop and start panicking which made him lift his shields a bit more as she spoke about taking it easy on them.

    "I can only lift my shield so high. After that, it's just what is around me that they're feeling. Not something I can help."
    He said as he shrugged, and held out his free hand, a small void appearing in his hand as he dropped his clove cigarette into it like a portable ash tray. Looking at the maids for a moment he smiled and gave them all a small bow.
    "Not to worry ladies, Miss Mina here is my charge. I've accepted a summoning from her. Unless she deems you unfit for life, I won't touch you."
    He said as he kept a sly smile on his lips. It wasn't meant to harbor any hidden intentions, his sly smile was just part of who he was and the life he'd lived so far. Following Mina to the next room, he looked around for a moment and stopped moving.

    "I can return to my own realm any time I wish, one of the many perks in being a Demon Lord. Still, here."
    Reaching into his pants pocket he formed a small void in his pocket and pulled one of his home artifacts from his office. Pulling a black onyx ring from his pocket he took her hand and placed it on her middle finger.
    "That gem is linked to me. While you wear this ring, you'll be able to summon me at any time, just whisper my name and I'll be right at your side. This way, I can stay in the comforts of my own home and not worry about giving your maids a heart attack, and you can have your peace and quiet as well. I look forward to the events that play out tomorrow. Something tells me it will be very amusing indeed."

    Smiling as he looked at her, the black tornado of smoke surrounded him once more before vanishing again, Syn vanishing as well. Taking shape in his own home he whistled as a Shadow Hound came trotting into his office. Opening a portal to Mina's room he pointed to the portal.
    "Protect that Witch at all costs. Only when she feels threatened. You are my eyes and ears while I'm not around."
    The wolf nodded it's head before running into the void portal. Shadow wolves were vicious when attacking something. An A-class demon in their own right but often used as loyal pets to Demon Lords. Shadow Hounds were able to hide in the shadows like a shadow demon, moving from shadow to shadow and their tendril like tail could form shadow voids for travel. When not hiding in a shadow, they were about the size of a small pony but looked exactly like a wolf, only their eyes were a solid blood red. No pupil, no iris, just a solid crimson red taking up the entire eye.

    Once the hound was in place, Syn went to his room to spend some time with one of his many concubines, a female Succubi who he'd grown to have a sort of friendship with. He'd found her after her clan had been destroyed by fire demons, taking her in and training her as an assassin so she could not only get her revenge, but she could also have a new clan to fight for. Now with the wars over, she was still an assassin, but she spent quite a bit of time in Syn's bed as well.
     
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    Nodding along as he spoke, informing of the contingencies he had in place, it made perfect sense that his territories would not be in ruin in his absence. The authentic mimic he created of her was a testament to his ability, proof that he wouldn’t be missed with a replica to do his bidding. Mina could imagine how foolish she must have seemed, showing concern where there was no need of it. With more magic stored in his fingertips than she could wrap her pretty little head around, she was certain he was capable of governing and serving her. After all, she assumed that she wouldn’t require him very often unless the nature of their lessons changed or her life became exponentially more dangerous, something she wasn’t worried about in the least. Though she did not give all her endeavors the effort they deserved, she was perfectly capable of taking care of herself. Of that, she had no doubt. She always had . . . With the exception of the maids that crumbled before Syn. Unfortunately, they would have to find some way to withstand the pressures of his colossal power. A feat that would take some time and determination for the old ladies.

    Mina paused when she realized that she was walking well ahead of the Demon Lord. She made her way back to him, letting him fit her finger with the gleaming black jewel. Lifting it to her eyes to examine it, she smiled softly. “I understand. I agree that that is the best arrangement for now. And, thank you. I can’t promise you that I’ll be . . . great but I hope to be worth your while till I no longer amuse you.” She said, nonchalantly giving him the finger while fondly admiring her new trinket. Mina believed she had the last laugh as she wearily made her way up the winding staircase, her feet heavy like cinder blocks were attached to them. By the time she reached her room, her eyes were barely open and if it weren’t for the black mass sitting in the very center of her room she would have walked like a zombie to flop on her bed. Instead, her eyes shot open and her heart darted into her throat at the sight of a massive, menacing wolf. Majestic and regal though he was, he frightened her so badly that she nearly let out a shrill scream. She spent the next twenty minutes inching around him at a snail’s pace so that she could crawl into bed.

    Her alarm clock blared loudly at 7AM. Despite the repetitive beep, designed to agitate and shock the senses, Mina slept peacefully. Over time, she had conditioned herself to tune it out, though it registered with her on some level. She rolled over, the sunlight peeking through the crack the fine drapes hitting her face. Again she rolled, her arms hanging off the king bed. Though she was small, slightly below average height for a woman, she managed to use the entirety of the mattress in a single night. She was tangled up in sheets and blankets. Her hair a mess of dark tresses around her face. The little witch could sleep through an explosion but she could stand the sound of Rosie at the door, banging and demanding that she get up incessantly. Mina reached for a pillow, pulling it over her head to drown out the warring noises. Finally, the maid stormed in. The practiced rage turned to horror when the maid came face to face with the Shadow Wolf.

    Pushing herself up, she watched sleepily as they stared at one another. The wolf hadn’t seemed to move since she encountered it the night before. He wasn’t aggressive in the least. He simply guarded her as he was instructed, unflinching in the maid’s presence as the portly woman did the same little dance around the room till she reached the edge of the bed. She great force, she snatched the blankets from her.

    “Get out of bed, you lazy girl.” Rosie demanded despite Mina’s pouts. “Aren’t you excited for academy? You summoned a Demon Lord. This will be a joyous day. The Mister and Misses will be so proud. I’m sure of it.”

    Mina scoffed and groggily moved to her closet. “That’ll be the day. I could summon the Gods themselves and they wouldn’t bat an eyelash.” She muttered, sifting through the racks and handing off her clothes to the maid who followed her dutifully. The witch had given up long ago on trying to impress her parents, so caught up in their own lives and successes that they neglected her at every turn. Ballet recitals, games, accomplishments . . . All disregarded till she stopped trying. Funny enough, they began to pay attention to her failures when they began to snowball into their laps. Mina found amusement in disappointing them now.

    When she had showered and dressed, she barely had time for breakfast. The sleek black car was waiting outside. The driver smoked a cigarette while he waited, knowing it would be a while before Mina emerged with her sunglasses on like a Vampire hissing at the daylight.

    In the grand foyer, she looked at the onyx ring, holding her hand out. “Syn.” She called, awaiting his arrival so that they could be on their way. In a way, she was dreading going to school. She didn’t quite know how to explain him to everyone.
     
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    Sasha, the Shadow wolf that Syn had put in charge of protecting Mina, simply watched Mina as she seemed to really have some issues getting out of bed. Syn usually chose female Shadow Hounds over males simply because their protective instincts were much higher especially after having a litter. Sasha had already had two litters and while Mina was old enough, she was still much younger than Sasha so that would help Sasha see her as a pup, thus wanting to protect her. The fact that she still acted like a child in many ways just solidified that mental image for Sasha as she stayed where she was and watched the Witch. Following her down the stairs, taking on a smaller form to that of a house hold canine, she walked right beside Mina till Mina whispered Syn's name.

    The same whirling tornado of black mist appeared opposite of where Sasha was standing as Syn took form, still clad in his black attire but his suit was now pin stripe to show it was slightly different from the day before. Still wearing the black leather gloves as well. Funny enough, most humans didn't know that any demon who wore gloves was putting a lid on some serious powers. Syn's hands both held demonic markings which were a major power source for him. Keeping his hands covered put a serious amount of restraint on those powers. That and the leather in the gloves was laced with a shielding magic to help filter the power from his hands to the rest of his body making his shield that much stronger in containing his power. A Demon Lord's shield wasn't just to protect those lower in power than them, but also to hide the Demon Lord. Having all of that power on display is a beacon for any demon or demon's to try and consume you.

    Taking shape in the main dining hall, Syn smiled at Mina and chuckled.
    "Not a morning person are you? Sasha."
    The wolf walked over to him as he pet her head and smiled.
    "Meet Sasha. She will be your protector when I'm not near you. If you would like her to not be in plain sight, just ask her to hide and she'll hop into your shadow. She'll always be with you, even when I'm here. Shadow Hounds are A-class demon's with personalities and minds of their own. She's well over four hundred years old and understands everything you say or do."
    As he finished speaking a soft but matured feminine voice rang out like a whisper in the wind around Mina.
    'And I see why you put me in charge of this pup. Her discipline is atrocious and she seems to have a server distaste for any kind of authority...even those just trying to help.'

    Syn laughed at that as he nodded.
    "I thought so. Remind you of someone?"
    A short snort came from the wolf as she hid in Mina's shadow without answering him. Syn just smiled then looked at Mina.
    "Shall we go? I do believe you're running a bit late my dear."
    He said as he offered a gloved hand to Mina with a sly and devilish smile that only Demon's could give any real weight to.
     
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    As promised, the Demon Lord returned upon her call. Swirling black mist coiled up from the gleaming marble floors till he materialized before her. The Shadow wolf joined him at his side as he addressed her. Mina gave a shameless shrug of her shoulders at his remark, her lips curved into an even more shameless smirk. He went on to formally introduce her to her new companion, the intimidating black wolf that had been planted in her room when she returned from the summoning. Like most things, the witch wasn’t as familiar with creatures as she should have been. Still, she was certain to pay close attention as Syn explained how their arrangement would work in his absence. He seemed to believe she would need a great deal of protection. Thus far, her life had been quite ordinary . . . for a witch. Of course, she wouldn’t argue. Not only did she not have the energy, but it likely wasn’t a battle she could win should she protest.

    She did think twice about doing so when the wolf, with her smooth, feminine tone, spoke of her “atrocious discipline” and “distaste for authority.” Sasha wasn’t wrong, but the assessment stung a bit. Mina’s jaw ticked as her hulking for slid into her shadow, ticking herself away in her own darkness.

    “We are very late, but the professors have all come to expect this from me.” She said, eyes twinkling mischievously behind the dark lenses of her sunglasses. “Makes for a great entrance.” Mina took his hand and allowed him to lead her out of the door.

    The driver quickly flicked his cigarette and crushed it with his toe to extinguish it. Rounding the front of the black car, he held the door open for them both so that they could get in. Once they were settled, he got into the driver’s seat and began the short journey to the academy.

    Kennewick Academy was centuries old, a haven for white witches hidden beyond the Veil—a curtain that separated the mortal realm from that of magic. The enormous gothic structure was akin to a private school. While many other academies existed, Kennewick was for the privileged, those who could afford prestigious instructors and endless resources. It was possible to earn a place among the offspring of the elite, but very few could withstand the snobbery and condescension. Mina barely could, which was exactly why she had so very few real friends.

    By the time she arrived the drop-off line was none existent. Normally, the curved lanes at the front of the school were bumper to bumper with black vehicles. Thirty minutes past the clock tower bell, the path was clear. She stepped out of the car, making no effort to rush to her first class, Conjuring. Opening the door, she stepped inside, casually making her way to her usual seat in the back of the room where she would attempt to catch a few more winks. At the symphony of gasps, sounds of awe, and pencils dropping, she realized what routine she normally adhered to likely wouldn’t be maintained. Even the professor was silent, gawking at the Demon Lord that stood behind her. The entire auditorium was in a state of shock and disbelief. For the first time in quite a while, Mina was uncomfortable under the scrutiny of her peers.

    “Ms. Gregory, might I have a word with you? Outside?” Professor Blackwell asked, though his tone insisted that she comply. He ushered her out of the room, lifting his specs atop of his head. “Is this your guardian or does he belong to another? I give you a great deal of leeway, Mina, but cheating is punishable by expulsion.” He explained, exasperated with her as usual as he pinched the bridge of his nose between his eyes.

    “You know me better than that, Blackwell.” Mina smirked, folding her arms across her chest and shifting her weight to one foot. “I am many things, but a cheater? I am not.”

    He always knew she had potential, but he was still skeptical.
     
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    The moment that Syn walked into the class room he felt his lips curl into a smile of amusement as the entire room had eyes locked on him. Chuckling a bit he walked over to where Mina was sitting and stood off to the side till her instructor asked to speak with her. Stepping to the side he watched as she walked out then glanced around the room at the other demons in the room. None would make eye contact with him which was standard with lower ranking demons. Sighing a bit he reached into his pocket and pulled a single black clove cigarette from his pocket. After lighting it he spoke softly but his voice came through Mina's shadow to the professor.
    "It's a bit insulting to think that I would follow Mina around without being her Guardian. You my dear boy need to remember that we Demon Lord's don't care much for doing anything you little Witch's and Warlocks want. I chose Mina of my own will, so...rather than walk out there, how about coming back inside where I can see my charge hmm?"

    When the two came back inside Syn smiled as he was standing off to the side so not to crowd Mina in her little area. As he stood there the professor looked at him.
    "No smoking."
    "It's a clove, not a cigarette. The same as incense which you Witch's love to burn at an obnoxious amount. I think you can deal with it."
    "If I may ask...why you chose Mina? Not even our Grand Master could wield the power strong enough to control you."
    Syn just looked at him for a long moment then sighed, looking to the demons in the room.
    "How many of you are happy to be here under the chains of these novice Witch's and Warlock's?"
    None of the demons spoke.
    "Now. How many of you would go home if the opportunity arose...or kill your charge for having the gal to chain you?"
    Every single demon in the room raised their hand after that.
    "Thought so."

    Syn looked at the instructor for a moment then at the class.
    "What you kids fail to remember or realize is that not one of you have the trust of your guardians. They are protecting you because they are bound to you by summoning chains. They're slaves. I bet you wouldn't like it if the roles were reversed now would you?"
    Looking around for a moment he spotted a very attractive Succubi and smiled.
    "You. Come here my dear."
    As the Succubi started to walk she stopped as a visible white chain appeared around her neck, tethered to her Warlock's wrist. Syn's eyes began to glow for a moment as the power in the room doubled for a split second and the chain was snapped like it was made of paper links. When the power died down, the Succubi all but ran to Syn and knelt at his side. Placing a hand on her shoulder allowed her to stand as she put her hands around his and stood behind him. Syn then looked at her ex-charge.

    "A demon who chooses is much stronger than those who are bound by chains. I chose Mina because she didn't demand I be her Guardian. The Hell Cat who was out before me wasn't demanded. She may not have understood the reasoning behind my agreeing but it's still nice to be asked once in a while."
    Turning to the Succubi he smiled.
    "What's your name?"
    "Cynthia, my Lord."
    "Cynthia. Here is your choice. Would you like to willingly serve that Warlock?"
    The female looked at the Warlock for a long moment then shook her head. Syn nodded and was about to open a void but she tightened her grip on his sleeve.
    "I. I would like to serve you my Lord. My clan is all but gone now."
    Syn stood there for a moment before nodding.
    "Alright. Well, Mina. You now have two Guardians."

    Smiling he gave her a small bow while Cynthia gave her a 90 degree bow. The other demons in the class began whispering among one another as Syn opened his mind to Mina.
    'Don't fall asleep Mina. While your instructor is a naive boy, the magic lessons are still important.'
    Syn smiled as he looked at Mina but he also knew that this little display of disregard for the instructor's authority would be noticed by the Head Master, which was what Syn wanted. He wanted to have a chat with the person in charge.
     
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    The professor opened his mouth to go on, to continue questioning her until he was satisfied that she hadn’t resorted to deceitful and unsavory methods in order to bind the Demon Lord to her. Before he could get a word out he was interrupted by the subject of their conversation. Syn’s voice rang out in the empty hallway, almost amplified against the hollow passages. Like Mina, he wouldn’t argue with a Demon Lord, but his concern and his skepticism was still present on his features. For a moment after the demon kindly demanded to return her to the room, he stared at her, searching her slightly amused expression for reassurance. Finally, he sighed. “Inside with you . . . But no sleeping, Ms. Gregory.” He warned her, a threat she intended to ignore.

    She ascended the steps inside the auditorium, taking a seat. The witch slouched down, getting comfortable for the boring lesson that was about to put her to sleep, no doubt. Rather than droning on about summoning and conjuring, Professor Blackwell questioned Syn. Mina lifted her sunglasses finally, letting them sit on her desk while he began to explain why it was that he chose her. Naturally she was curious herself. The night before, he told her it was because he found her amusing, but it was a bit too superficial to believe. A Demon Lord had many resources at his disposal. She imagined entertainment was not hard to come by. After all, even the succubi seemed willing to tend to him should his boredom ‘arise.’ When he tugged at the invisible string, glowing white at his command, she blinked. Upon severing the link to the warlock the succubus was tied to she cringed. Despite the fact that the warlock was likely going to hate her guts for breaking the chain he worked so hard to apply, she was satisfied with his response.

    “One is enough,” Mina sighed, a pout in her voice. A succubus, a demon lord, and a shadow wolf. It was a great deal to take on. The succubus bowed and Mina smiled sheepishly. It was cruel to send her back to a charge she didn’t wish to protect. “No more guardians, though. I’m already on thin ice as it is.” She was about to put her head down when Syn’s voice entered her mind, instructing her not to sleep. It seemed that she wouldn’t be getting her extra hour of sleep after all.

    Mina nodded off a few times during the course of the class, but she was paying attention in the moments that she awake. With her elbow resting on the table and her chin in her palm, she listened while Professor Blackwell went on about moon cycles and planetary alignment till the clock tower bell gonged deeply. The class was released, but the whispers continued. The witch ignored them, though it was difficult to do. People were wary of her, fearful that their precious guardians would be torn from them. While everyone steered clear in the transition from one class to the next, one did approach.

    “Mina!” A hand raised above the crowd and from it, a blonde haired warlock appeared, coming straight toward her. His blue eyes were behind stylish black rimmed glasses. He was tall and well-built for being on the leaner side. He was out of breath by the time he caught up to her. “Hey . . . So it’s true? You managed to summon an S-class demon?” He asked, peering behind her at the Demon Lord in awe and disbelief. “How’d you do it? You didn’t even prepare well?”

    “Apparently, I asked really nicely.” She smiled. “Oliver, this is Syn Night, Syn this is Oliver, my best friend. He also stole someone’s succubus, so I guess she’s my guardian too now. Cynthia. Needless to say, I’m not going to be very popular around here.”

    “You never were to begin with.” Oliver informed her dismissively, giving a wave to the pair of guardians. “Hello, Lord Night. Cynthia.”

    “What did you summon?” Mina asked, curiously.

    “A Hell Hound. He’s rather impressive, but not as impressive as the Demon Lord you worked so hard for.” He told her with a laugh, lighthearted though there was a bit of bitterness in his tone.

    “It was luck. I could have had a kitten.” She laughed along with him as they began to walk in the direction of their next class, Element Mastery—a capstone course since most witches and warlocks their age possessed extensive skill with elemental magic by their age.
     
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    Syn looked up at the male as he said hello, watching him carefully. Cynthia also seemed to notice what Syn noticed, that bitterness in his tone. Syn didn't like that male. Bitterness had a nasty habit of leading to jealousy. Jealousy then led to rage and rage led to violence. Following behind Mina, Syn soon entered into another class room, after waiting outside for a moment. He'd let Cynthia go to his home in the demon realm to introduce herself to Raven and his Succubus friend Terra. Terra would become Cynthia's Elder, someone who would be in charge of training Cynthia on how to act while in Syn's territory. Once she was gone, Syn entered the class room and ignored all of the gasps and what not, taking a spot against the wall where he could see Mina. As he stood there he felt a slight tingle in the air around him and smirked as his eyes began glowing. As white chains lifted from the ground Syn just snapped his fingers and the chains were shattered.

    Closing his eyes he sighed.
    "That was rather rude of you."
    He said as he glanced at the doorway where the Head Master Warlock walked in.
    "I already have a charge that I'm happy with and it would be who of you to respect that boy."
    He said as he opened his eyes and shot a glare at the old Warlock.
    "I was simply testing to see if you were in fact a Demon Lord. Rumors tend to spread and change in a school."
    "Rumors yes, but by power alone that should have been obvious. You were wanting me for yourself. I'm sorry to swat your ego but you're far too weak to attempt taking control of me. Try that again and I'll remind you of that weakness."

    The older male cleared his throat for a moment as he asked to see Syn outside the class room. Syn looked over at Mina and smiled as he gave her a bow.
    "Please excuse me Mina."
    He said as he walked out of the class with the Head Master and once the door was shut, the old man cast a spell to keep anyone from eavesdropping.
    "Mina has no where near the strength needed to harness you. Why are you her charge?"
    Syn just sighed and rubbed his temple.
    "You humans seem to think that you have ownership over us demons. You don't. The demons you summon are demons that we Demon Lord's allow you to summon. Should we not wish for you to have them, you won't. Have you ever tried asking a demon to serve as your guardian without locking them in chains?"
    The male looked confused and Syn nodded.
    "I thought not. You should try it once, it may go better than you think. We are not your slaves, and if you think of me or any demon in this school as a slave, I'll make you my slave and see how you like it. Is that clear?"

    After that was taken care of, Syn walked back into the class loosening his tie a bit as he looked a little annoyed but as he looked up at Mina he smiled and waved a dismissive hand, a silent 'Don't worry' motion.
     
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    Mina waltzed to the back of the class, taking a seat alongside Oliver who unpacked his bag and readied his materials. Out of the corner of his eye he watched while his friend made herself comfortable, her desk clear of any textbook. Not even a pen to take notes was present. Like many of her professors, he knew that she was capable of more than her lazy efforts. He remembered how he both envied and admired her as a child when they used to play. The world around them seemed to light up when she used her powers. Creatures flocked and frenzied when she was near and nature flourished. The stars in the sky shined brighter and the sun was more radiant. He knew she was special. Everyone knew she was special and they never shut up about it. If it weren’t for the neglect in her early years by those who mattered most to her, she would have left him behind long ago. The bitterness budding inside him was a product of fear and jealousy though he knew he should be happy to have her return to her true glory, but she was his only friend. Once the wariness subsided among their peers, she would leave him.

    “Hey, what’s the matter? You look constipated,” Mina whispered over to him, her trademark smirk hanging on her lips playfully.

    “I’m fine,” he chuckled softly to conceal his worries, picking up his pencil.

    They were mere minutes into the lesson when a commotion disrupted the silence of the room. Mina looked to Syn, who had swiftly diminished the glowing chains that shot up from the ground. Her eyes caught sight of the Head Master at the door. Even she didn’t believe that he was proving that the rumors were true. A first year could tell that his claim to lordship was authentic. Now, it was Mina’s turn to be worried as the two disappeared from her sight. Though she intended to pay attention, it became difficult. She didn’t know if she was in trouble or if Syn was throttling the old man for his underhanded attempt. When he returned, Mina breathed a sigh of relief and finally turned her attention to the instructor.

    “Many of you have been practicing incantations and spells the very moment you were able to form words, but what if I told you that magic is so innate within you that you don’t actually have to utter a command at all?” Professor Pelletier questioned, watching as students exchanged looks between one another. “Let’s take a simple fire spell. Inferni . . .” she commanded, bringing a little flame to spontaneously appear and hover in her palm. “And, Inferno.” The woman opened her other hand and a larger flame appeared. Upon closing her hands, both the flames extinguished but she resurrected each of them perfectly without saying a word. “My will alone, and the power of my mind, summons them. When in battle, calling out your spell allows your opponent to know how to counter your attack. It is usually best to conceal your attacks to maintain the element of surprise. Do I have any volunteers?”

    Hands jutted into the air quickly, and one by one the professor brought up an eager participants. While many of them could not make the two flames appear at all, others could summon one but not the other.

    “Ms. Gregory, congratulations on your recent success. Since you are conscious for the first time since the year started, why don’t you give it a shot?” The professor asked after sending a discouraged student back to their seat.

    “Do I have to get up?” Mina asked, sitting up a bit straighter. There were pockets of snickers here and there.

    “I suppose not. Go on then.”

    Under normal circumstances, she would fail purposely. The way she saw it, she didn’t need to prove herself to anyone. But, her ability had been in question all day. So, Mina opened one hand to easily produce a small flame, the size of a fire that would consume the wick of a candlestick. In the other, she summoned the larger flame, hot enough that the row in front of her could feel the heat on the back of their necks.

    “Exemplary.” The professor smiled, expecting as much. “And how did you do it?”

    “Well . . . I just . . . I actually don’t know.” Mina responded, genuinely stumped. She never really sought to understand her power since it came so naturally to her.

    “Class, your assignment for this evening is to practice. A week from now, you will present to the class and you will be graded for completion. Ms. Gregory, your assignment is to understand how. You should all understand how because when you do, you can control—with great precision—the skills you’ve learned and you can do so without a word. Let us continue.”

    Mina extinguished the flames and relaxed in her seat, smiling over at Oliver, who was as astounded as the others.

    “May I sleep now?” Mina asked her guardian as she opened her mind to him. With all the excitement, she wasn't nearly as tired as she would have been without participating, but she felt she earned a break.
     
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    Syn kept his place on the wall, his hands in his pockets as he just propped up the wall with how he was leaning against it. Seeing how Mina easily passed the test of forming a spell without words made him smirk, mainly because she didn't realize how she'd done it. Glancing at her as she asked if she could sleep now he nodded.
    'I suppose so.'
    He then looked at the instructor and opened his hand, a shadow figure forming in his hand as it danced like a ballerina in his palm. He didn't say a word for his spell and while he wasn't showing off, he was just occupying himself and reading her mind a tad since he'd seen images of her practicing ballet when she was younger. When the woman blushed he smirked and closed his hand, making the shadow figure disappear.

    As the class dragged on Syn was starting to nod off as he sat in the class room before hearing the bell ring. Sighing a bit he followed Mina to her final class of the day, a class that was new for all of the students since they now had summoned demons. It was a combat class for summoned demons to fight one another for the Witch's and Warlocks, something that Syn wasn't too fond of mainly because as he walked into the class, NONE of the demons even looked at him. The class that Mina was in was facing second year students who were a year higher than she was, so their demons were stronger than what she and her class mates 'should' have. Glancing around Syn sighed.
    "Well this is boring. How about all of you charge at once?"
    Still no demon even bothered to entertain that idea. Frowning Syn sat on the floor in a pout while flicking his wrist as Sasha came out of Mina's shadow to take his place. Even then it was a bit of a stretch since the highest ranking demon in the room other than he and Sasha was a B-class.

    Looking at the instructor he rolled his eyes.
    "Do none of your students possess the power to summon an A-class?"
    When he shook his head he snorted and shook his head.
    "And you people think yourselves better than demons? Pfft."
    Syn was obviously bored as he was whining about not having anyone to challenge him.
     
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    The clock tower bell rang and she jolted awake. Oliver was already sliding his things into his bag, giving her one of his disapproving stares. It wasn’t uncommon for him to admonish her for sleeping in class or not paying attention in general, but this one was particularly cold. He was moving out of the aisle ahead of her quickly, and she followed along after him in a hurry. On their way to the next class, they chatted about what to expect. They knew it was to prepare them for combat, something that wasn’t emphasized as much until they summoned their demons. Mina did worry, a habit she hadn’t engaged in often before the Demon Lord’s arrival. Syn had already severed the link between a demon and their charge, her classmate. While she wasn’t concerned that he would hurt another demon, since he seemed to care about his own race, he did exhibit a particular distaste for witches and warlocks.

    The students lined up, face to face with their second year counterparts. Like Syn, she noticed that no one wanted to engage her. Eyes fell to the floor or looked to the sky, avoiding their direction all together. It didn’t bother Mina as much as it did the Demon Lord. To her it was less work, for him . . . Boring. She smiled as she watched him pout beside the shadow wolf.

    “Ms. Gregory,” the voice of a male called. A man with a scar over his eye made his way over to her, a hand moving against the bristles of his dark, buzzed hair. “Congratulations on your summoning. It is both impressive and astonishing that you’ve managed to summon a Demon Lord. However . . .” He said, folding his arms across his chest. “This class is a controlled, learning environment. We can’t allow such a powerful being to participate when he is clearly unmatched. We can’t even allow you to practice with fourth years. You’ll pass, of course, on merit alone. You’re free to watch. I actually encourage you to do so.”

    “Alright.” Mina smiled broadly, triumphantly. “Don’t look so down, Syn. You just earned me a passing grade and an excuse to play video games on my phone to pass them time.”

    The instructor sighed raggedly, exasperated. “Or, do that instead.” He waved dismissively and began to address the rest of the class.

    “Or, you can call Cynthia back, I guess. She’s D-class as a succubus, but using her will allow me to participate and be on an even level with the others. You can guide me from the sidelines,” she said, tapping her temple.
     
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    Syn looked up as he heard the instructors words about a controlled training environment which made Syn laugh out loud for a moment. When Mina asked about Cynthia he shook his head.
    "This class would serve no purpose. All a 'controlled' training class provides is a comfortable setting where the students know that no serious injury will come to them. It offers no distinct aid in actual combat as your opponent won't care if you're hurting. They'll only care about you dying. Putting a student in a controlled environment is just a way to increase the amount of body bags one will fill at the end of the year."
    "It's to keep the students safe so they can learn."
    "If the student can't learn while fighting then they have no business being in a fight. You human's rely far too much on your demon's. We are not your baby sitters to kiss your boo boo's when you get hurt."
    Syn hissed as he looked at one of the students.

    The demon with that student jumped out of the way as Syn sent an invisible blast, throwing the male clear across the yard.
    "Also, something to bare in mind. Demon's know when they're outmatched, you human's don't, unless it's painfully obvious like now and even then, your ego will drive you to continue but your demon won't help you. So relying on a demon's aid isn't the wisest move."
    Looking at the demon he nodded before looking at the warlock who was slowly picking himself up off of the ground.
    "If your student's don't fear for their lives, they won't take the combat seriously...in which case I won't let my charge take part in this pansy training. I'll train her myself."
    He said as he waved his hand and walked over to Mina.

    Sitting beside her with Sasha on the other side, they both looked at the phone in Mina's hand, now focused on the game she was playing. Demon's didn't have the technology that humans did mainly because they didn't need it.
    "What's this game called?"
    Syn asked as he pulled another clove from his pocket and lit it, obviously done with any and all worry about the class she was currently sitting in. Pretending to fight was an idiotic method of teaching to him simply because it didn't teach the students anything about actual combat. Actual combat would involve fear, and lots of it. The fear of dying, the panic that happened when your opponent got the upper hand on you. Being able to clear your mind and focus on the matter at hand was what was important and that couldn't be taught in a "Controlled" training fight.
     
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    “Suit yourselves,” the instructor said, yet another gesture to dismiss the two from the class. He was mostly unconcerned with the minor scuffle. It served the student right to openly and foolishly attack a demon that outclassed him. “I said nothing about not getting hurt. I train soldiers, not pansies. Just because they won’t die, doesn’t mean they won’t be harmed by themselves or by one another when I dictate the terms of their lesson. A controlled environment isn’t always a safe environment. I know you won’t take offense to this, but to them—first years with little combat experience—you are . . . OP. Anyways, Head Master’s orders, though I wouldn’t mind seeing a Demon Lord in action.” He explained before directing the class to the heart of the arena.

    “I suppose it’s for the best I learn from you.” Mina settled into one of the seats on the outskirts and pulled out her phone. “Clash Royale.” She smiled brightly, showing Syn as she began.

    The class began and she barely lifted her eyes from the game, even when demons attacked one another viciously and witches and warlocks went head to head. The former Commander of the White Guard promised pain, and the witches and warlocks got it in spades. No one came away unscathed, with the exception of Mina who had her feet kicked up when the bell dismissed the class. They moaned and groaned, sluggishly moving toward the locker rooms to ready themselves for lunch. Though she was thoroughly absorbed in the game, where the lights and sounds captivated her, she did get up and make her way to the boy’s locker room door where she would wait for Oliver. Mina was leaning against the wall with her nose gleaming from the flashing lights of her phone when a redhead approached her.

    “Mina, are you coming to lunch?” She asked.

    Lifting her head, her brows rose to see who was speaking to her. “Gwen. Long time, no speak.” Mina smirked, aloof as usual despite speaking to the most popular girl in their class. They used to be friends, many years ago when Mina cared about her reputation and her own success, when she was social and less . . . prickly. “I’m starving, so yeah. I’m coming to lunch.”

    “The girls and I would love to catch up.” Gwen smiled, adjusting her bag on her shoulder. “I’ll save you a spot.” She said, giving a lingering look toward the Demon Lord.

    “Awesome.” Mina wasn’t a complete idiot. She knew that the only reason Gwen was asking her to sit with her at lunch was because of who she had summoned. She had no plans of sitting with Queen Gwendolyn Chase and her Gaggle of Girls. Instead she continued to wait for Oliver, who arrived mere seconds after, wincing while he slipped into his jacket. Bruised ribs.

    “What was Gwen saying?” He asked curiously.

    “She wanted me to tell you how much she loves you and wants to marry you,” Mina smirked, poking him in his side. She giggled as he cringed. “Strangely enough, she wanted me to sit with her, catch up with the girls or some bullshit.”

    “You should.” Oliver muttered as he walked alongside her.

    “Excuse me? I would rather—“

    “You should. People are already talking about how you and your demon think you’re better than everyone else, so you might as well start hanging out with the people who think the same.”

    “Hey, Oli.” Mina said pausing, her expression falling . . . hurt almost. He had that same look in his eyes, that cold callousness. “You know I don’t think I’m better than anyone. I would never . . .”

    “No, Mina, I’m sorry. I’m way out of line. I don’t . . . know where that came from. It’s been a long day. Getting shit kicked out of you puts a damper on the mood, ya know.” He smiled weakly, running his fingers through his hair. “I’m going to skip out on lunch, so sit with them. It can’t hurt to catch up with them. Plus, I want to hear all about how vapid and superficial their lives are. Text me later, alright?”

    “Okay . . . I hope you feel better. Come over later if you want me to heal you.” Mina offered as she watched him walk away. She sighed and headed in the direction of the dining hall.
     
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    Syn's eyes narrowed on the boy as he watched him walking away. Opening his mind to the male he spoke in a cold and dangerous tone.
    'You'd better watch your tone around her boy. I can see your thoughts and how you see her. If I feel you're a threat to her, I will remove you, best keep that in mind. The only reason I'm tolerating you now is because she cares about you.'
    He then withdrew from the boy's mind and looked at Mina with a smile.
    "I too think we should have lunch with this Gwen girl, as I'd like to set the record straight on some things."
    Syn smiled as he promised to be polite, he was just curious what this female had in store for them.

    He also wanted to make a small announcement to the student body in the cafeteria since he wasn't fond of the humans taking out their jealousy on Mina when she had no real control over him. So, he followed along behind her walking into the lunch room and when she showed him where she'd be sitting he smiled at her.
    "What would you like to eat?"
    Getting her order he went to go stand in line for her but left a small shadow on her lap, hidden from her knowledge so that he could listen in on the conversation that would be directed her way from the group of popular girls. As he stood in line he avoided looking at the table of girls to feign that he wasn't paying attention. Instead he was chatting with some of the demons in the line.

    All the while, listening in to the females around his charge. He really did enjoy her presence because she was such a free spirit, it was a refreshing change.
     
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    Oliver paused as the Demon Lord’s voice entered his mind, threatening him for the tone he took with Mina. He looked over his shoulder, only able to see the demon’s back as he and Mina moved down the hall. It was an odd warning. He told himself he would never harm her. She was his friend, a constant in his life that he couldn’t imagine being without. Perhaps it was his feelings of inadequacy or envy that caused the demon to invade his mind, and though he wasn’t thrilled about the intrusion, he did feel bad about snapping at Mina. He would make a point to apologize again later—not because he was inspired by the words of Syn, but because he didn’t want her to be cross with him. The girl held a grudge like no one’s business.

    “Today’s been rather eventful. At least, more eventful for me than you, probably. I’m not normally this . . . active in my education. I thought things would be less tense.” She admitted. Having Syn around made many things easier, but other things bit more complicated. The attention, the jealousy, the expectations. It was all a bit much. She was hoping to spend the rest of the day under the radar, but when she entered the dining hall alongside the Demon Lord, the whispers ramped up again. Gwen peered over toward the entrance, waving Mina over excitedly.

    “Oh, you don’t have to get me anything, Syn. I can get it—“

    “Mina, over here.” Gwen was at her side, green eyes brilliant with glee as she tugged on her arm. “Let you demon get you your food.” Her tone was condescending as if she were referring to a servant and not the Lord of Void territories in the nether realm. “Come on. I was just telling everyone about how we used to camp outside in that dreadful tree house you and Oliver Walden made in the woods behind your house.” She laughed as she pulled her toward the table.

    “Anything greasy will do. If I clog my arteries fast enough, I’ll have a heart attack and die before lunch is over. Thanks, Syn.”

    Mina sat down and listened while the girls chatted about weekend plans and crushes. Gwen never missed an opportunity to shift the conversation to their honored guest at every turn. She was put on the spot about her relationship with Oliver, which was strictly platonic, her grades, and her social life. Her answers were usually dripping in sarcasm, given the kind of answers they couldn’t tell if she was being be serious or not. There was usually this forced laughter that happened after one of her witty responses, an unsure kind of amusement that was as inauthentic as her replies. She was actually having fun toying with them till Gwen was done beating around the bush.

    “So, what can your demon do exactly?” She asked, pushing a grape tomato around on her plate.

    All the girls ate salads. While Mina wasn’t opposed to healthier foods, she found it obnoxious that they all conformed to whatever standard it was they were trying to maintain.

    “Well, I haven’t seen him do much other than control some shadows and throw people around.” Mina wasn’t really concerned about what Syn could do. It mattered more to her that he was there when she needed him, and so far he had been. Hell, he was there even when she didn’t need him.

    Giggles rang out all around her, Gwen loudest of them all. “Really? You haven’t made him show you his power? That was the first thing I made my demon do. Then again, I suppose you already know he’s worthy and capable as an S-class demon.” She said smugly. “Mina, make him do something.”

    “He’s not a court jester, Gwen. He’s not here for your entertainment.” Mina narrowed her gaze at the redhead. The girls around them exchanged looks. No one spoke to her that way usually.

    “So you don’t control him.” She smirked. “I knew it. There’s no way that you could possibly, a slacker like you. How did you do it? People around here are saying you cheated somehow. Did you?”

    “I don’t have to explain myself to you, Gwen.” Mina said, pushing herself up and grabbing her tray.
     
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    Syn listened to the conversation for a good while and as he walked back to the table he felt his own irritation spike as he dropped his shields to half and the power that bombarded the dining hall put every single Witch, Warlock, and demon on their faces. Faces slapping into their tray's as Syn shielded Mina from the onslaught of power that raged into the room. It would be difficult for most of the students to breath let alone speak. Walking over to Mina he set her food down on the table and shoved Gwen's plate out of the way as he sat on the table right next to where her face was.
    "Oh no Mina, go on. Sit down and eat. Even got ya some dessert."
    He said with a smile as he pat her shoulder then turned a pair of annoyed eyes on Gwen. Opening his hand over her, a mass of black shadows began swirling around her and her friends.

    "Still wanna see what I can do, you little raging whore?"
    He asked as he watched the fear spread over her face. Looking out at the students he lifted his shields back in place then spoke a single word.
    "Stay."
    A voice spell that locked every student face down due to him locking their shadows. Once that was taken care of he reached down and moved Gwen's shadow so that she was sitting up and smiled at her, straddling his legs on her chair while sitting on the table.
    "Let me make something very very clear to you. I chose Mina because she has something that none of you worthless sacks of meat seem to have. She has a soul. She's free spirited, she's funny to watch and she's very open minded. That and the power that girl has inside her can make all of you look like novices no matter how hard you try. So. You want to point your jealousy somewhere, point it at me. I chose her, not the other way around. How's about you let her do her thing and keep your comments to yourself or I'll walk around each of these tables and yank every single tongue out of your fucking skulls? How's that sound?"

    As he asked that he looked at Gwen and made a motion with his hand to open her mouth and make her tongue stick out.
    "Bet you won't be very popular after this hmm? Not only will you not be able to talk, but you won't be able to suck dick either."
    He said as he gripped the tip of her tongue despite her crying and the moment she pissed her self Syn stopped and looked at the chair.
    "Oh. Do you need a diaper little girl?"
    He asked as he tossed a few napkins into her lap then gripped her cheeks tightly.
    "Look down on her again. Open your cock holster towards her again. I fucking dare you. I'll make you so ugly not even a Goblin will go near you."
    Turning to her friends he raised an eyebrow.
    "That goes for you too. Is any part of this unclear?"

    No one spoke up. Smiling he snapped his fingers and released everyone from his hold. Looking back at Gwen he smiled a devilish smile.
    "Still wanna see what I can do?"
     
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