A Demon's Love

Darkness covers the underworld, fear and torture rules the land beneath the surface world. Alas the next heir to his Father throne as demon of pain and destruction, finds himself in disagreement with the destiny laid for him by his father Lord Israel. Lord Israel seated in his high and mighty throne all dressed in his royal attire calls out for his son. Lord Israel: Troy, send for my son, let him know I his father sends for him. Troy: Your wish shall I obey lord Israel. Troy walks to the door post of Alas room, a prince who is in love with the outside world, whose childhood have been like a trap to him, in his heart he sees the underworld not as a home but his own very prison. He sits looking at himself in the mirror, his long dark hair, his fangs like that of a vampire and his red eyes that frightens the mortals trapped in the underworld. Only if he could be human he said to himself, he pulls out his fangs, adding it to thousand of fangs he have kept locked away from his father not to behold. In this world he feels alone, having no much knowledge of who is birth mother was for she had been slain and fed to the beast of the sea by his own very Father, a cruel and merciless ruler who desires nothing more than his son to rule by his side. On his door Troy stood, finding it hard to knock for he knew of the anger that boils in the heart of Alas the young Prince of darkness. Alas turns to the door, looking through it he sees Troy standing. Alas: Troy, what is it you want? Troy: Forgive me lord Alas, your father seek your presence. Alas: Depart for I shall be with him soon. Alas turns his attention to the mirror one more time, opens his mouth, seeing his fangs had grown back again. How much he hated being who he is, a demon feared by mortals, denied by his own father to live among them. Now he is eighteen, he feels it’s time to stand up for himself. To the door he walks, passes through it without caring to open it. He kneels before his father Lord Israel the lord of princes. Alas: Father you called. He lifts not his head to behold the countenance of his father, for in his deadness of heart he knew his words would go against the will of his father. Lord Israel: Now that you have completed your eighteen circle, it is time you sit beside me and learn to rule as I rule. Alas: I wish not to rule father. Lord Israel: (provokes in anger) What? How dare you speak such nonsense from your mouth, you are my son, you shall rule by my side. Alas: Now that I have completed my eighteen circle, it is customary that every seed of this realm have the right to pick a path to follow. Lord Israel: (his eyes burns in his fury) Silence. You are not just a seed, you are my seed and you shall do as I have instructed. Now sit beside me. Alas arise from the floor to which he kneels, with sadness written all over his face, he sits besides his father, watching how merciless he is towards their own kind and that of the mortals whose bad life have brought them down to hell. At the very late hour of the underworld, he retires to his room, waiting patiently for his father to sleep that he may escape to the outside world. The night sleeping horn sounds, everyone retires to bed, Alas slips out of the castle flying straight into the bright white light that leads to the human world. In the world of the mortals in its deserted place covered with forest he stood having no knowledge of where he is, for it had been one thousand years since he once visit the mortal world. Ten years in the realm is a thousand years in the mortal world, how fast the world have gone by his eyes, he being alone in the woods, walks slowly hoping to find someone who would be of help to him in having a real life experience of the outside world. Walking gently in the woods, he hears a cry for help. Quickly he runs to the direction he hears the voice. It’s a young female lost in the woods running away from the wolves chasing her. He grabs her by the arms, shielding her from getting hurt, he draws out his blade of blood. The wolves sees his red eyes, slowly they step back and ran away. She embraces Alas crying helplessly for she thought in her heart she was a dinner for the creatures to feast upon. Tara: Thank you for saving me. Alas shuts his eyes, for he knew the sight of his eyes would scare her as she had earlier been scared. Tara touches his face, wondering within herself why this young man who saved her shut his eyes not to be glazed upon. Tara: Please open your eyes. (she asks with sadness in her tone) Alas: I don’t want to scare you little one. Tara: I promise not to get scared. Alas slowly opens his eyes staring right at her expecting her to freak out, running off as she had earlier done while being chased. Tara stood still admiring the beauty of his eyes. Tara: Blue is my favorite color, you shouldn’t shut it away from the world. Alas shocked by the words of this little girl, pulls out his sword and stare at his own very eyes. Alas: You are right, they are blue. He couldn’t understand while his red demon eyes had suddenly turn blue, a perfect color that makes the suspicious not suspicious. Alas: How could this be? (looks at his eyes through the sword) He looks at the little girl as he could hear her stomach rumbling. Alas: Why does your stomach make noise? Tara: I need food, I also need to get back home to my sister. Alas: Do you know where you live? Tara: No I don’t, I was walking with my sister then the smoke came in and I lost her. Alas: I will take you to your sister. Tara: Promise? Alas: I don’t know what that is but I give you my word. Alas took hold of her hands, using his power to access her memory that he may find her house. Flashes of her memories came across him, seeing how she have live with her family not like a prisoner but like a free born. Alas: Let hurry now, your sister is not very far from here. Together both Alas and Tara walk down the woods, neither did anyone felt alone, for it was like fate had brought them together. The more they walked, the more the ears of Alas picks the rumbling of Tara stomach. Knowing his kind doesn’t eat the food of mortals he couldn’t bare to let Tara die in her starvation. He picks her up, placing her on his shoulder. Alas: Can you do something for me little girl? Tara: I’m pretty much tired mister. Alas: This won’t require your strength, close your eyes tight, only open it when you feel not the wind hitting your face. Tara: Okay Mister, my eyes are closed. Alas picks Tara up , resting her on his chest with her head laying on his shoulder, Tara could feel the rush of a mighty wind like one flying in the air, she opens her eyes to see curiously why so much wind hits her face, the wind being so much couldn’t let her see, it wasn’t the wind hitting her face, it was Alas who was running in the wind. Slowly the wind cease from hitting her face. She hears a voice calls out for her “Tara”. She opens her eyes and jump’s down in excitement. Tara: That’s my sister calling for me. She runs to the direction she hears her name being called for. By the Riverside Julia lay helpless as one who has lost her sister forever. She hears footsteps approaching her, she lifts her head seeing her sister Tara joyfully running to her. She arose from the floor, runs to embrace her sister. How happy they were, Alas stood admiring this much concern both sisters show to one another. Tara pulls her sister by the hand to meet Alas who stood watching in his black long clothes. Tara: Sister, this the young man that saved me from the wolves. Alas eyes widens seeing how helplessly her big sister falls down on her kneels before him, he paid more attention to her eyes seeing such a beautiful eyes of hers brings out tears. Julia: Thank you for saving my sister and bringing her to me. I’m forever grateful. Alas in his silence finds no words to utter for her wet eyes reminds him of his mother who was slain on her knees before him at his very young age, he walks to her wipes her tears rolling down her cheeks. Alas: share no more tears, your sister is here with you. He turns to leave filling relieved he have brought happiness to two souls in the land of the living. While he turns to leave Julia calls upon him. Julia: Wait. Please come with us, that I may cook for you. Alas turns his face towards her, looking at her beauty reminds him of the astonishing beauty of his mother, how beautiful she was, like the goddess of the moon, yet life was swept away from her by his father. Alas: What is your name? Julia: Am Julia by name and you are? Alas: Alas Israel. Tara: What about me, aren’t you going to ask my name . Alas: Tell me little one what is your name? Tara: My name is Tara. Alas smiles for the first time, how long it as been for someone to have place smiles on his face. Will this happiness of fulfilment he feels be there if his eyes were still red?, though he couldn’t tell what changed , he was happy to have finally smile after the death of his mother. Alas: I will come with you. He gives in towards following them for he believes in his heart, he would find this peace that he never got the chance to have. Julia: Our Village is not too far from here. She says. Alas: Tara is hungry, have you anything in your bag to give her? Tara: Yes sister am hungry. Julia breaks the last of the bread with her to give to her sister as well as taking a little bite from it for strength. She insisted in giving to Alas but it Smell would weaken his sense of smelling for couple of hours. He sadly rejects the bread. In the underworld did the horn of the night sounds, Lord Israel sits before his throne waiting patiently for the presence of his son but he was absence to take his sit. Once again he commanded Troy to go to his room to get his son. Troy approach the room waiting for Prince Alas to smell his presence but he didn’t. Troy breaks the door only to see Alas was not in the room. He sends the warriors of the underworld to search every part of the underworld. They searched but found not the Prince. With fear Troy kneels before the king for he knew the news of his son disappearance will be the chopping off his head. Hearing the news of his Son, Lord Israel pulls out his sword and chops off the head of Troy. In his fury he shouts causing the foundation to shake. Lord Israel: Find my son and bring him to me alive. With great fear in the heart of his warrior’s over his chopping off Troy head, they flew out of the underworld to search for the Prince as some stayed back to search within the kingdom of the underworld.