" What kind of creature are you?" she asked not knowing where she got the courage from.
" Why do you care. The kind of creature I am is none of your business" he said angrily.
" You are a monster. You killed them in cold blood just because of a silly ring?" she asked but regretted it immediately.
It dawned on her that she had ruined her only chance of coming out unscratched.
She was better off when he hadn't noticed her. Now he was going to kill her in cold blood too all because of her stupidity.
" It isn't just a ring. It is the only thing my mother left me" he almost whispered.
Aniella tried to find the sense in it but she couldn't.
How could he justify killing his fellow human beings so brutally for taking his mother's memory.
No matter how special something was to her she would always value human life than it.
" Besides why should you sympathize with them after what they tried to do to you?" he asked as he approached her with the dagger in his hand.
He didn't look like the other men who would be interested in her body. He was the kind to kill and forget.
Before she would have preferred dying rather than been molested but right now she wished he could just change his mind and decide to do something else other than crushing her head.
" Please don't harm me. I will do anything you ask of me. " she pleaded though she was not sure if he would listen.
" What is your name?" he asked in a deadly tone. " Aniella " the words escaped from her lips.
" Now tell me Aniella. Are you willing to do anything so that I may not kill you?" he asked.
Aniella was dumbfounded. Maybe her speculation about him was all wrong. Maybe he would still have his way with her.
It was a very tough decision to make. If she agreed to his question then it meant doing all he wanted without offering any resistance.
If she dared refuse then she would experience the same fate as the others.
She had been saved from wolves only to end up in the hands of a tiger.
Maybe he was better than the others because unlike the other he didn't have any company and he would do it alone.
Though it broke her heart, she decided to choose her life over her dignity. Reluctantly, she nodded and was left in the hands of fate.
" I will tell you what. Go home and forget everything you saw happen or go around telling it to everyone and get yourself killed" he said coldly.
She saw a glimpse of hope in his statement. " Am I free now?" she asked hopefully.
" It depends" said the guy.
"on what"
" on whether or not you are worthy of living. If you ask me I would say you are better off dead" he said calmly.
The atmosphere seemed to get colder as he kept getting closer to her. She placed her hands over her chest to save her poor bosom from getting frozen.
" Please let me go " she saint faintly. " You don't give orders here I am the in charge" he growled.
" I am feeling cold. Could you please help me with a cloth to cover myself?" she asked.
That request seemed to annoy the man even more. He gripped her chin firmly and looked into her eyes.
" Do I look like a babysitter to you?" he asked and pushed her. She fell backwards and all the pressure concentrated on her butt as it made impact with the ground due to the fall.
Her chin was already in pain from the grip. She started sobbing for she had finally accepted her fate.
She had adjusted to the fact that there was no coming out alive.
" Why are you so wicked. I bet even demons have a heart unlike you" she blurted.
She hid her head between her knees and kept on sobbing. She waited patiently for the hammer to hit her head but nothing happened.
" Here" he ordered. She lifted her eyes and saw that he was handing her his shirt. Maybe her words had affected him after all.
Afraid to get him angry again she wore the shirt that had some blood spots. " Can I go now?" she asked.
" You can go as long as long as you keep your word that you won't utter your word about this" he said in his normal icy tone.
" I won't tell a single soul about this" she promised.
If this guy had really spared her then maybe even demons could repent if given a chance.
She would have died of stroke had she known that he was not only a demon but the son of the king of the demons.
" What are you waiting for? Get lost" he shouted. She walked away and ran all the way to her house.
She was glad to find everyone asleep because at least she wouldn't have to explain anything to anyone.
She ran to her room and locked herself in the room. She got rid of the blood stained clothes took a shower and put on new ones.
She held the shirt that the guy had given her and examined it closely. She could see cuts and bullet holes in the shirt which meant that it was his own blood.
If it was really him who had absorbed those bullets then how on Earth did he survive.
Nothing was adding up about that strange man and she ended up having more questions and zero answers.
She could only imagine what he had done after she left him at the crime scene.
She could picture him clearing up all the evidence. No matter what he did she was certain that he would not be able to clean up all the mess he had created.
She found it a waste that such a young man of her age would turn out to be such an animal.
She was among those who never gave up hoping that everyone would be peaceful and the world would one day be violence free.
Maybe one day she would thank him for not killing her even though he had a choice of doing so.
She carried the shirt and went to burn it. It reduced to ashes. She wished with all her heart never to meet with that psychopath again in her life.
She recalled how he had lifted his hammer with his hands and reduced a breathing head into sauce.
The image of him pulling out someone's intestines and liver troubled her.
She pitied the girl who was interested in a guy like him ( If there was any that is) and his future children.
For the first time in her life she wished that he could just die and leave the world to be.
People like him did not even deserve to live or be given a second chance in life for there was no hope of reforming for them.
Maybe she would be better off if she still the one who saved her.
She stared at her reflection in the mirror and noticed the red mark on her skin.
He had not used so much force but she got injured. It didn't make sense at all.
Her butt were still in pain after the pressure applied on them when the vile creature pushed her.
Hopefully he would remain to be just but a bad nightmare that she had woken up from.