Wings of Darkness

Ch- 2 |Xander|

She is an enchantress,

Making me feel so wrong,

Her face stuck in my mind,

Like a melodious song.

XANDER

There was a fathomless sadness in her eyes. She smiled for people around her, it was intriguing to watch her walk so lifeless while friends around her chattered loudly. She purposely tuned them out. There was something wrong with her and she had spread that sickness on to me. For a whole month I tried to erase her from my mind but I failed every time, miserably. At first I only thought about her and then I even started dreaming about the girl.

She had me enchanted by some evil magic. But looking at her now she seems normal, awfully beautiful normal but normal nevertheless. There was aura of pain around her; she has lost someone important to her. But that was not my concern; I was here to ask her who she was and what she had done to me.

My eyes followed her each movement like she had some hypnotic hold over me. I watched her lean on the tree and close her eyes, looking serene. I had this out worldly, weird and flabbergasting thought; she was the most beautiful human from my perspective. The thought felt true yet it made me angry. Why did I think so? I was so above that mere human girl.

She was thinking about something that made her happy, I had the intense desire to know what she was thinking. Her full lips stretched into a smile that had a weird effect on my heart, something I have never felt. It stopped for a moment and then restarted at a faster speed.

Even angrier than before I came out from the shadows and move towards her. Her brow creased in frown when I blocked the sunlight from reaching to her face and irked by something her eyes shot open. She recognised me, her hands went to her mouth and she gasped, her deep brown eyes boring into mine with unsaid emotions.

I roughly grasped her wrist and pulled her up. I saw her brown eyes flicker with wetness. Tears welled up and a shockingly gorgeous blush crept on her cheek. I felt another surge of weird emotions and pull towards her.

My other hand lifted in anger and formed a grip around her neck.

“What have you done to me?” I put all my anger in my question.

She surprised me again by just staring at me with a slightly shocked and adoring expression. She viewed me as if I was a prize she had worked hard for all her life. I couldn’t decipher the meaning behind her looks.

My grip tightened causing her to wince lightly but the fear I intended to bring never came. What was wrong with her, was she very brave or immune to fear?

“Do not make me ask again, what have you done to me?” I repeated with more ferocity.

“You are really back. You are actually here.” She muttered growing short of breathe since I was almost strangling her.

Just to be sure I heard her right I had to let her go and I asked, “What? What are you saying? Can’t you see I am here?”

“You came back.” She said with a voice filled with immense relief and happiness.

And before I could yell my next words in frustration she did something drastic and fatal, she hugged me. I was a demon, no one hugs me, and no one dared to hug me. My heart stopped, my body went rigid and my arms went limp against me. My father said I was the most powerful being in the universe, where was my power now? I was helpless but I felt...there is no other way to put it, warmth and comfort.

It took me a moment to overcome the shock and then I separated her for me, roughly.

“How dare you touch me?” I yelled at her again causing no required affect on her.

Her trembling fingers reached and wiped the tears that rested like crystal on her cheek now. Seeing the tears I felt a pang of unwanted guilt inside me. I enjoyed inflicting pain but seeing her in this state bothered me. It should not! I am a Demon Prince.

“Now whatever you have enchanted me with or whatever spell you put me under, pull me out of it. You do not want to make enemies with a Demon Prince.” I tried to warn her in my best danger tone but it came out softer.

My jaw clenched in frustration and I said the next word through gritted teeth, “I can make you suffer in ways that you would beg for death.”

There, finally I got a successful blanching from her. She was hurt and saddened by my threat and not afraid. Something was wrong with functioning of her mind, her emotions were all misplaced. Again, the hurt in her eyes bothered me.

“SAY SOMETHING!” I yelled unintentionally, since she was silent all along.

Why didn’t she respond?

Again her lovely lips stretched in a heart warming smile and she stepped an inch closer to me from whom people ran away scared and tilted her head in such an heart wrenching adorable way, she said, “Thank You for coming back to me.”

Her words left me speechless and my anger drained away, like life from a dying person. A sudden new emotion filled me, an emotion so strong that made me want to be her shield, destroy anything and everything that even touches her, never ever let anything harm her, wrap my black wings around her and hide her from the world just for me to see.

I have never felt a emotion so strong, I have never even felt this way before. But what scared me was the answer my mind had for her words. I wanted to say I am here with you forever, I promise. Why would I, how could I even make such a blasphemous promise to human girl?

I just stared back in her eyes to see a layer of deception; I could sense these things as a demon. I wanted to see a lie, to see that she was just an enemy with a weird approach to destroy me but all I saw was gratefulness and adoration I certainly do not deserve, demons deserve hate, don’t they?

Like I said her mind was not working right. But I realised neither was my mine right then.