Abbadon's POV:
This girl surely wants to die.
How can she dare and kick me with her damn tiny legs, no one has ever hesitated to lay a finger on me, and if he does, he certainly will get killed. I'm not letting her go, not until I accomplish my devilish desires on her.
When my demon friend, "Abraxas" accessed my room. and joined me. He stood beside me, both facing my whole kingdom's view from the castle.
"What's bothering you up lately?" Abraxas asked. I let out a sigh. Then licked along my dry lips.
"There's this female, that somehow, fucked up," I explained.
"What do you mean? you're going out with a human?" His eyes widen. As if it was the shockest thing to do, is to date, and for me, I don't actually date neither have any relationship with a female. I just use them. For lust, cause lust is the only word that I believe in.
"No."
"I don't know, it's just between me and you if you ever delivered that to someone. I'll kill you." I threaten with a sedate temper. As he nodded reassuringly.
"There's this female, I don't quite remember her name. And I happened to be throwing spells on her, the one that I use with my eyes. I attempted so many times, but it hasn't done anything on her."
Abraxas frowned his eyebrows in confusion and disbelief. "How can she not get affected, this is impossible."
"I tried so many times, there's definitely something not right." I sighed.
"How does she look like," he asked, with a grin. Then, her pageant docked on my mind.
"She's not hot, trust me, and if you think you'll sleep with her, it won't happen, she is easy but at the same time hard to get, as she seems; and she has no personality."
"Huh, I won't, but tell me how she looks like."
"I don't know" I looked above at the ceiling, "she seems different looking from all the girls and demon females I met. But I guess, her face is small, wrapped around her short haircut, and how you call them... oh yes, bangs. Her eyes are so big when they get swelled, and um, her lips..her lips, are pinkish and soft. " I brushed off my thoughts, just realized the way I'm representing her. "So yeah, um, she's not attractive." I ended.
"I'd never bomb with that type of chick."
"Yes." My mind completely out of this world, thinking about her, thinking about how can I end her. But her face somehow defeats the greedy thoughts of abolishing her.
"I think you should kill her, if she is not getting weak under your power, like, you are Abbadon. And for your dignity," he told with a prideful tone.
"I will see."
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"How is studying on the earth? Abbadon, did you shudder some humans?" my father chimed in with a smirk. While we're on the large castle table, eating our meals, literally miles away far from each other.
"Well, yes, of course." I lied, haven't cast a spell on a human, in a while. Playing with the food, using my fork. My thoughts terrorizing my mind. Most of em are just, that chick.
"You know my son. You will soon be king." he inhaled. "We have to control the world before you'd be a king."
"But how?" I asked.
"I sent demons to spy on angels discussion." he grinned. "Heard there's a gifted person, a girl as I assume, and it's been a long time since there are gifted humans from God, I want you to find her and kill her."
"How could I find her, father, I don't know where she is, who she is, or where she lives."
"I heard that she is near. probably in your school."
"My school?" he nodded. "A gifted person? what are they specifically?"
"They are gifted humans by their God, that is kind and has souls of angels, they blessed from birth if we killed one of them, the whole heaven will be melancholic especially this one as I heard. But they all died peacefully, she is our only chance to get killed horribly."
"They are kind and angel spirited? she could be in my school?"
"Do you know someone?" he grinned.
"No."
She reminds me of someone...
--- (3rd POv)
Moonlight,
Is sitting alone, eating her lunch peacefully, two girls, that happen to be the prettiest in this school, reached up to her, swiftly. Wearing their uniforms, which is more fashionable and less appropriate. Accessories and gold wrapped around their wrists. Both looking expansive as most of the students in here;
"Hey, kid." One of the two girls called. As Moonlight quickly raised her head up, while her eyes broaden. Shocked that these two girls have spoken to her. Particularly the most popular ones.
She nodded slowly for a response. "Okay, I see you hanging out with Asher."
She shook her head, before grabbing a small paper from her pocket and handed it to her. "Here, give him my number and Jessica's. Don't take it, okay?" she approved after she could leave with her friend Jessica getting followed by stares fulfilled with hunger.
Moon scowled her eyebrows left totally dumbfounded. Then let out a frustrated sigh, before she could wrap the paper and keep it in her pocket.
'What should I do right now? should I give it to Asher? what if he will do something wicked to me again?' she kept on asking herself, being foiled.
She kept her forehead held under both of her hands. and whispered, "I hate this."
Then has stood up, leaving the food behind her. Then went to look for Asher.
'I will just give it to him, and leave' she thought. After she was wandering around the halls trying to find him, he was nowhere to be seen. When she remembered the recent place, which was the garden. The scene where he was placed on top of her, looking at her intensely yet dangerously, with his eyes that would probably melt the moiety of her heart.
By the thought of that, butterflies have caused her to sink in her heartbeats.
she brushed off the endless thoughts about him, which somehow sent in her, painful and pleasurable sensations all over.
After she went there, she finally found him, standing tall in front of the sky view, his hand in his pocket. And his other hand is busy holding a cigarette, the smoke wandering around the air.
'Is it allowed to smoke here?' She thought. she gulped down her fear and nervosity, to breathe the same air as him, once again.
After that, she let her legs escort her to him and stood short beside him, her head bent down. Smelling the scent of the smoke that occurred a distasteful sensation deep inside.
"Why you're here?" he asked in a stern voice. Looking at her up and down, While inhaling smoke from his cigarette. Moonlight quickly grabbed the piece of paper from her pant's hole and hand it to him. Ere, she could storm out the place he, of course, grasped her wrist back to him.
"Not too fast kid, what is that?" He asked, looking at the paper, then at her. Slapping her with his overwhelming charm.
Moonlight kept the silence governing the air between them.
"Talk!" His voice sounded somehow ordering and controlling.
Moonlight is able to talk, but not able to talk properly or be comfortable around someone, cause she feared the way people will think of her when she speaks. The fear has grown up in her since the day she first opened her eyes.
She then took the paper from his hand and gestured her finger to the numbers that are written above their names "Jessica" and "Chloe" which appear to be obvious.
"Why would you gave this to me." He sighed. "These girls are so desperate, aren't they?" He giggled, have used his deep sensual, and mature voice. After he could tear the paper apart and throw them on the grass. Moonlight quickly bent down and brought the remained pieces from the grass, with the purpose to not tire the gardener.
"Weirdo." He scoffed. "Why can't you talk?"
She sniffed, then parted her lips attempting to at least utter a word, but instantly closed them. She indicated her finger to her chest designating herself. In purpose to show him the struggle.
"You are?" he presumed, noticing the gesture she has defined him physically.
She swung her finger right then left, after she could gesture her hands at her chest again, indicating her heart. Specifically, her fear.
"You can't speak?" She shook her head.
"Then what?" He mocked. She bowed her head down and surrendered.
'I just can't speak, cause I'm afraid of what people think of me when I talk' she at last only talked to herself.
"Hm..." he hummed, bitting down on his plumpy lips,. Has recognized exactly the main reason about her barely talking, since he owned the ability to read minds.
"I see..." he rolled his tongue around his inner cheek. "You can't talk because you afraid of what people think of you?"
She blinked, her doe raven eyes completely exposed like puppy dog eyes, then nodded rapidly as a response. After an inexplicable sensation had bopped inside Abbadon's chest. Causing him to rub his breast because it hurts and pleasures him at the same time. Somewhat, he doesn't know the reason for its sudden appearance. And it was after the adorable gesture of Moonlights.
"Um, okay then." he inhaled then exhaled a profound sigh. "Throw this cigarette somewhere, I'm going." He gave her the cigarette in her palms. She felt every glimpse of the touch of his skin. Then he left. Leaving his floral and smoke scent sinking in the air.
'Why didn't he act mean this time?' She thought. Standing there left completely bewildered.
"Hey young girl, we don't smoke here!"
'Shoot!'