Ekelia - the killer

devil

"Eki, wake up, you're going to be late."

I opened my eyes and looked around, trying to understand what was happening and remember where I was. Memories of the past week came flooding back, and I remembered that I had to go to school now. I sighed angrily as I woke up and sat up.

Damn it, I am doomed if I'm back here again.

I headed to the bathroom to take a quick shower, brushed my teeth, washed my face, dried my hair with a towel, and went out to where I had put my bag. I took out black pants and a gray shirt with a black jacket, my usual favorite colors.

I looked at myself in the mirror with my gray hair and blue eyes as blue as the clear sky, interspersed with some red scars. I remember the day I got them.

("Please, I beg you, I don't want to do this anymore, please, please, please."

I continued to beg in a voice that gradually lowered to a faint whisper, knowing that my pleas were useless. This monster has no heart and will not care about me even if I cry my eyes out or kiss his feet. He will do what he wants in the end.

I felt the needle pierce my arm and the liquid flow into my bloodstream. Within seconds, I began to feel as if my body was about to explode and my skin was stretching. I screamed as I felt my limbs swell and return to their normal shape.

My veins began to expand and swell until they became visible through my skin.

My tears began to flow profusely, as they always do when I find myself unable to do anything. This was more painful than before. I felt my heart about to explode and couldn't breathe, as if someone were grabbing my lungs and squeezing them.

I crawled away from him, struggling not to lose consciousness, not knowing what he would do if that happened, as if I could do anything if he wanted to. I quickly closed my eyes because of the sudden pain I felt in them, as if they were being torn apart. I felt a heavy drop on my hand, so I slowly opened my left eye to see blood covering my hand. Carefully, I raised my hand to touch the sticky liquid coming out of my eyes with my fingers.

I whispered in a trembling voice, "What have you done to me?!"

I couldn't move anymore, so I gave up and lay down on the ground, feeling every cell in my body fighting for survival.

"So you wanted to act like a devil?" I heard his voice as if it were coming from another world, a world I wanted nothing to do with, but fate had made it my world as well.

I didn't answer him because I couldn't. He continued in the same ugly voice, "Did you really think I wouldn't find out about your little secret?"

My heart stopped beating for a moment before continuing at an accelerated pace while I choked on the blood falling from my eyes.

"Your little help to Samantha was with my permission, because I allowed you to do so, being my favorite beast, but to go too far and plan to smuggle her out..." His fist grabbed my hair and lifted my head so I could look at him, surprising me. I gasped in pain and closed my eyes tightly, as if by doing so I could escape my reality.

"Do you know where she is now? In hell." I felt a hot tear roll down my cheek, past my pain-contorted face, and fall to the ground. I am the reason for that.

"And you are the reason for that. You are the reason she lost her life, that little girl Samantha. And now that you were a little devil, why don't I add some devil genes to you and see what you can do?"

He threw my head back hard as soon as he finished speaking, and I hit the ground and lost consciousness. )

I gently touched my eyes. I remember what I went through after that and the sudden changes that began to occur to me, from black wings appearing from time to time, tearing my back cruelly, to long, twisted claws. What affected me most were their red eyes. Although I carry the genes of all creatures, the demons are the only ones that left a clear mark. Because of them, I have these red sparks in my eyes, as if they want to remind me of what I did, that I was the reason for her death, as if I would ever forget that.

My fingers moved automatically to my face as I contemplated my features,

my angelic features.

An angel... I smiled sarcastically, thinking that I am far from being an angel.

I left my room and headed to where Maysan was preparing breakfast in the kitchen. I greeted him with a nod and took a seat, waiting for him to fill my plate.

It's okay to live where someone wakes up and cooks for you. It's been a long time since I've experienced this, and I didn't know I missed this feeling so much.

I started eating as soon as he placed the slices of meat and eggs in front of me. I love meat and everything related to it, and all I eat is meat.

I wiped my mouth as soon as I finished. I waited for him to finish so we could leave, but he eats like a turtle. I sighed and fidgeted in my seat with boredom.

"Let's go."

Finally, I thought I would die before I hear those words. I preceded him outside to where he parked his car. I waited for him to open it, then climbed into the seat next to him. I watched him get in and start the car.

I rested my head on the seat and watched the houses disappear. I felt the car stop, so I looked around for the imaginary academy, but instead I saw a shopping center. "Do you need anything?" He got out and went inside, returning moments later carrying a black bag.

He got back in and threw the bag to me. I opened it and found a black backpack with some notebooks and pens inside.

I looked at him sarcastically and said, "You don't expect me to pass with flying colors."

He laughed with delight and replied sarcastically, "It would be amazing if you passed with average grades."

I frowned in annoyance, fool. I threw the bag in the back and kept the backpack with me. I won't tell him that I felt very happy because of this backpack.

It was the first gift I had ever received in my life, and the first time anyone had ever bought something for me. I took a deep breath and pushed those silly feelings away.

They disappeared as soon as I caught sight of the academy, my eyes widening in amazement. Damn, is this an academy or a palace from the Middle Ages? It looks like a stunning ancient castle.

"Beautiful, isn't it?!"