To calm his raging anger, an image slashed its way through his mind. He caught a picture of himself, reaching out and tucking a stray, auburn lock of Kyoko’s hair behind her ear, his fingers lingering against her creamy cheek for an instant.
His world tilted back and he dropped into another crouch, the memory again hidden by a horde of demons hungry for the power he searched for. His demonic aura flared dangerously and with a demanding, equally dangerous growl, he drew it back within to silence it.
He would not give his siblings the benefit of knowing he was stalking her. First, he would find out just who surrounded her. His vision again focused on the demons he had released, watching through their eyes as they blended in with the humans or hid in the shadows.
*****
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