"No, just still tired from that tranquilizer" Inshal lied as she could look as if she was deciding if she should be angel or demon. She took one last deep breath and began to glide down, it was peaceful like normal but a feeling of guilt struck her when she thought of Marlo. 'What is there to be guilty for?' she thought and then changed course to Marlos sent. It didn't take long, he wasn't too far from the main field. She landed infront of him and he had an odd expression, "good you're alright" he said calmly, "so now I can kill you". He flung her to the tree, holding her by the neck, "you dare dash out of my tent during a conversation!" he snarled unearthly and Inshal felt as if her heart was struck with an arrow.
"What? I didn't mean to-" she gagged as his grip grew tighter.
"Didn't mean to affend me? didn't mean to call my kingdom an enemy?" Marlo grind, "now let us make that power truly extinc".
"N- I'm n- ot an- ene- my-" Inshal felt blood in her throat as his long, thick and twisted horns glowed a dark red.
"Then why decleare it?" Marlo moved his hand higher up her throat making it impossible to breath.
"I- d-... di-" Inshal was chocking on her own blood and she can sense that it was filling up her lungs.
"Marlo let her go!" Darkin called out in anger.
"Who said that you were the boss of me!" Marlo spat at him.
"No-one but she is not against us!" Darkin defended her.
"How can you be so sure?!" Marlo grabbed and dragged him by his tail.
"Because she doesn't know our traditions" Darkin began to explain while standing up, "she doesn't know that doing that makes her your enemy".
"Why didn't you teach her?" Marlo snapped but loosened his grip on her a little, allowing her to breathe. She gasped.
"It's a little hard when I only had a few hours a week with her" Darkin argued.
"You sure she'll obay?" Marlo hissed.
"I am her father, she will obay me" Darkin said in confidence and it allowed Marlo to let her go.
Inshal feel to the ground, grabbing her throat and coughing up blood. It was a very light red but then faded to dark red almost black. Inshal stood up with the help of Darkin, "you still ow me Inshal" Marlo said wiping blood of her lip.
"Ow you what?" Darkin asked in a confused tone.
"Sex" Marlo sounded as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, "why would you care, she if old enough to make her own decisions".
"What are you giving her?" Darkin asked even more confused.
"Blood, for some fletchling" Marlo sounded calm now and Inshal felt dumb that she didn't use her angel powers.
"You actually agreed to that?" Darkin raised an eye brow.
"Yeah it's just a little bit of blood" Marlo shrugged, "you good now?" he asked Inshal.
"No" Inshal sounded like she had the flu with how sore her throat was.
"I'll get you a healer" Marlo then signalled for her to follow and they started a long walk back to the camp. Darkin had to hold her up as her since of balance was all over the place. Inshal felt the pain in her lungs as blood was slowly leaving them. They slowly walked to the camp, it took them the entire day due to how slow Inshal had to walk. The moon was high in the sky when she was guided into a very large and open tent.
"Angily! you back there?" Marlo called out to the small tent in the back. A small and twisted demon emerged, "oh you didn't kill her?" she commented.
"No, it was simply a misunderstanding" he shook his head, "but I did try to, can you get her throat back to normal?".
"Yes I can, but it will not be a delicate process" Angily looked over at Inshal, she grabbed hold of her throat and feeled around. "This is gonna hurt" she warned, "follow me, I don't think you want the wind getting into your throat" she laughed a little. 'Yep I want AnnaBella' Inshal smiled awkwardly. She went in, it was a small tent with a bed for patients, a large box that is overflowing with all different types of medicines and illegal drugs.
Inshal sat on the bed and Angily grabbed a set of tools, she opened it and Inshal saw all types of scalpels and surgical tools. "You want to be awake for this" she promised, "but I'm going to numb it". Angily grabbed a needle feeled with a cloudy blue liquid, "this will make you feel nothing, right after a while you will feel nothing but a pressure but if you feel pain, scream".
"Ok" she crocked, Inshal almost laughed because it sounded hilarious. Just a few minutes and she couldn't feel anything from her neck to her shoulders, she can breath fine but a little queasy.
"Right sit still, if you feel like you can't I can put this chain on" Angily offered. Inshal shook her head and prepared herself, Angily stabbed her neck and made a line down it. Inshal couldn't see anything but an hour went by with Angily messing around with her throat. After 2 full hours Angily stitched up her neck, "what blood type are you?" she asked.
"Umm, O negative" Inshal had to recall back a long time ago, her throat straned when she talked.
"Alright" she said picking up a bad of dark red blood, "can you even have pure demon blood, I mean you didn't lose too much and you can revive without it".
"Don't risk it" Inshal decided, "I'll come back for it if I need it" Inshal promised.
"You should go and lay down, it won't take long for the anaesthetics to wear of and trust me you don't want to be out and about" Angily gestured towards the door.
"I don't have my own tent yet" Inshal mentioned.
"Where have you been sleeping then?" She looked confused.
"Marlo" Inshal answered with one word.
"Oh" she had a smile and nodded, "I get it".
"No not like that" Inshal shook her head violently, 'why did I word it like that?'.
"Don't worry, it's a complement" she had a grin and Inshal hated it. "Marlo you can take now" she called out to him.
"Come Inshal" Marlo yawned, 'he stayed out there this hole time?' Inshal felt flattered but annoyed at the same time.
Inshal followed him to his tent, he arranged the covers to a comfy position, "here, I should let you stay here since I'm the one who is responsible for this" he then made a gesture as if she was royalty.
"Thanks" Inshal rested her head on the pillows and she felt her nerves waking up, "it's gonna hurt isn't it?" she sounded more worried then she was.
"Yes, I'm sorry" Marlo had a look of guilt, he sat next to her and began to pet her head. "I should've known that you're not familiar with our ways and what's socially acceptable" Marlo then moved his hands to massage her shoulders.
"It isn't your fault, you're use to demons who will bow down to you and treat you with full respect" Inshal joked at the end of it.
"What does that mean?" Marlo sat up straight.
"It means that you are not challenged, it showed when you were exhausted" Inshal grind, she doesn't know why but she feels as if she can just push him around and get away with it.
"No that's because they know that if they cross me they will be punished" Marlo said in sturn tone, Inshal knows that it's bothering him that she isn't acting like every else.
"Then punish me" Inshal said calmly, she knows deep down that he won't.
"You sure? you really want punishment?" Marlo chuckled a little, he leand in and gave her cheek a kiss.
"That wasn't much of a punishment" Inshal coughed as her throat was coming back to life, it began to ach.
"You can't take it right now, so just rest and enjoy my company" Marlo spoke as if he was calm but his expression said that he was ready to snap her spine.
"Alright" Inshal found it hard to talk a little and she layed on her back, Marlo positioned himself so he could cuddle up to her. After a while she felt a lot of pain on her throat and she began show it, "do you need a pain killer?" Marlo asked. Inahsl nodded and he left the tent, she was alone for a good few minute, it was night so she felt tired.
"Here I got the numbing jell and the tablets" Marlo said showing her a jar and a tube. Inshal took 2 of the tablets and Marlo gently applied the jell for her. "So when do we need to see that fletchling?" he asked.
"Now" Inshal jumped up remembering that agreement, it was only 2:30 am so there's time.
"Ok let's go" Marlo helped her up, she felt the medication kick in immediately and they went of. Inshal followed the path to were FunPup was, she got there not too long but FunPup obviously didn't feel like waiting any longer.
"Inshal" FunPup greeted, she looked over at Marlo clearly of gard by how he looked nothing like anything on Earth. "What happened to your throat?" she asked pointing at it.
"Marlo" Inshal then pointed to him.
"Well you want blood or not?" Marlo gave his wrist to her, FunPup hesitated for a second then bit down. She drank for a while and his blood spilled on the grass. "I can see why you chose to help her Inshal, she is pretty" Marlo nodded his head in approval.
"Thanks" FunPup lifted her head, blood was dripping from her chin and her thangs has blood stains now.
"So you done?" Marlo recoiled his wrist and held pressure until it stopped bleeding.
"It tasted... different" FunPup tilted her head. 'I wonder how long it would take until she needs more' Inshal thought, 'what is that blood sticks to her and she becomes more like a demon'. Thoughts like those raced through her mind as she began to panic.