A Demon's Path (updated original)

My name is...

Its... Its not cold anymore...

Thoes were the first thoughts that entered the young Demons awakening mind. His body was still so cold but something was slowly warming him up, something that felt oddly familiar... his whole body felt numb as he opened his eyes and looked around, his gaze focusing first on the thing covering him.

It's so... yellow... The young Demon thought as he looked at the bat like wing that was covering his body like a blanket, the heat that emanated from it and whatever was behind him was slowly warming his cold body. The yellow Demon wing was quite large, it was almost bigger then him and the hooked claw on the thumb of the wing was quite sharp. Normally a large wing with a sharp claw meant an adult Demon who fought often. The young Demon's gaze drifted up to see if he could recognize the yellow Demon that was behind him, though he couldn't think of any honey scaled Demons off the top of his head.

The Demon had dark blueish purple hair, small horns stuck up from between the side of the yellow Demons head and temple on each side. There was only about an inch of horn growth so the Demon couldn't have been much older then eleven since most Demons started getting their horns at nine and a half to ten years old. Besides the short white horns partially hidden behind the thick purple hair the young Demon had no other particularly special features.

His skin was a soft golden yellow in color, the few scattered scales on his face were a slightly darker honey color then the rest of his skin, these darker scales were mostly speckled over his cheeks and the bridge of his short muzzle. His face had a relaxed look to it, the hint of sharp teeth peeking out between the lips, a trait that all Demons carried no matter their age or generation.

The black scaled Demon very carefully and very slowly sat up in what he assumed was a bed, it was more or less a raised platform that was hollowed out in the center and filled with some kind of soft moss and grass. it was truly strange, not at all like the Hell Hound pelt the young red head slept on back in Hell.

The room the red headed Demon was in was a white color or maybe a pale grey, it was hard for the young Demon to tell. There were two arched doorways, one on each side of the room leading into spaces that were just as pale as the place he was currently in. The small Demon boy carefully slid his legs out from under the wing of the young Demon, carefully lifting the warm wing that was covering his body, the hot skinned Demon let out a wide yawn, showing off the mouthful of sharp teeth before he simply rolled over to face away from the Hellborn Demon.

The young redheads feet came to rest on the cold floor, taking a deep breath the Demon carefully pushed himself to his feet, almost instantly regretting it as his body escaped the bubble of warmth that surrounded the yellow Demon. The temperature difference between under the yellow Demons wing and the room itself was startling, though luckily for the black Demon it wasn't as cold as it was outside.

The young Demon shivered at the cool temperature of the room, his legs were a little unsteady but they seemed to be able to hold him up alright. Thinking everything was alright the young Demon attempted to take a step only for his leg to scream in pain when he lifted it, the red head cried out in pain, losing his balance as he crashed to the floor with a great deal of noise.

"Solar? Honey are you alright?" The voice was odd, it was... it didnt sound like any normal male should, while the young Demon was trying to figure out what was wrong with the voice a pair of hands slipped under his arms and around his chest. The person behind him lifted the young Demon from the ground, a lock of navy blue hair catching his eye. The young Demon was gently placed onto the bed where the yellow Demon was sleeping, a scowl on his face after being carried like he was helpless the young Demon turned to scold the person who had lifted him off the ground. The words froze in his throat however as he stared at the strange creature, its navy blue hair reached past their shoulders most of it however was done up in a fancy sort of braid. Its skin was pale, almost milky white but it had the palest hints of blue throughout, its eyes were a pale blue grey and there were these two big lumps on its chest which were hidden behind some kind of cloth.

"are you okay sweetie?" The female Nymph asked the young Demon who had a rather shocked expression on his face for a reason she didnt understand. The Nymph smiled softly at the young boy, she reached forward and tucked a few stray locks of slightly curly hair back behind one of the boy's long pointed ears. The boy scowled and the older Nymph giggled as the young boy covered his head with his hands. "my name is River, whats your name little one? how did you get here?" The female asked, the young Demon still hadnt said a word, the Nymph patiently waited for the boy to respond, hoping that the boy could provide some answers to where he was from and how he had gotten so badly hurt.

The young Demon took little notice of the Nymph, he was still trying to figure out what was wrong with the creature, this...creature resembled his mother... Was it a mother too? Did all mothers have the big lumpy things on their chests? The young Demon had never seen a Female creature in hell before, other then his mother of course, his parents had never answered his questions when he had asked why his mother was diffrent from all the other Demons he had known at the time. Was this creature a Demon too? Was it going to take him back to hell?

When the creature infront of him asked him a few questions it pulled the young Demon from his thoughts. "huh?" the small demon questioned, not sure what the creature had asked.

The Nymph was kind enough to repeat one of her questions. "whats your name sweetie?" she asked again, a kind and comforting smile gracing her face and finally pulling an answer out of the young black Demon.

"... My name is Alikai"