It was obvious I was avoiding Unya, but I would not admit it to myself. I was finding it difficult, even painful to be around her. She didn’t seem all that different, but having to lead her to believe we were together was doing crazy things to my frazzled heart.
I had been driving myself mad going over it in my head, again and again. But what else could I have done, I didn’t want to hurt her and I knew I needed to protect her. The issue was, knowing she was only with me through deceit, made me feel wrong inside. It’s ironic, what made me an incubus, was the one thing I hated where she was concerned.
I decided to man up and face her, it was obvious she would want to know why I had been avoiding her for so long. The only thing was, I had no idea just what I was about to walk into.
Soon I was knocked on her door, but no answer came from within. I was tempted to go inside anyway, but I couldn’t invade her privacy like that.
I tried one more time, a little louder than necessary, but I was feeling frustrated.
It had been impossible to sleep when she had fallen into her coma state, and it hadn’t improved since she had awoken.
“Leave the lass alone Malachi, you were doing a splendid job of it up until now,” came the smart arsed remark out of Troy’s mouth.
I knew he would try to pull something, the moment he saw her up on stage singing in that club. But her obvious distaste for him, put him off even attempting to get on her good side.
She didn’t remember that unfortunate meeting and he thought she was fair game.
“Stay away from her Troy, this is the only time I will say it nicely.”
“Whatever you say mate, but if she takes a liking to me then it’s out of my hands. See you around Mal.”
He was a loose cannon, always had been but he grew worse when I stopped killing. He saw it as a weakness, I was a disgrace to our kind. Not that he was an official incubus anyway, damn hybrid.
I realised he was right though, I had done nothing but ignore Unya since she woke up, did I really think she would welcome me back with open arms.
My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of Unya’s voice, followed by Yana. I wished she hadn’t fallen in with her, but I could add that to the list of all the ways I had screwed up since Unya returned to the land of the living.
“What are you doing here?” Asked Unya, and she did not look happy to see me in the slightest.
“I wanted to apologise for not being around much these past few months, I just needed some time to sort my head out.”
“Save it Malachi, you didn’t care enough to help me adjust. I don’t know a single damn thing about this place, other than what is written in the books, and the same can be said for the creatures. You needed to sort your head out, well try losing your memories and maybe then I would accept that you had a point.”
“Please Love, I need to make this up to you, I’m here now. Why don’t we go for a walk maybe even stop at the training area for a bit of sparring,” I suggested, hoping she wouldn’t flat out refuse me.
She stood there pondering for a minute, before accepting my offer. I was about to regret that decision, but as they say, hindsight is a bitch.
There were a few daemons sparring when we arrived, the winner
was the one who was still, for all intent and purpose, alive.
We watched the carnage for a little while, the usual beheadings, impaling and standard torture techniques, before Unya became restless.
We took a spot for ourselves, I picked up a katana, while she chose two long and sharp bladed knives.
I went easy on her to begin with, until she stepped it up without any warning.
She sidestepped around me and before I could raise a defence, one of her daggers was thrust into a slot between two of my ribs.
It shocked me that she tried to hurt me, was she hoping for us to fight to the death, because I wasn’t willing to end her life just to save mine. Once upon a time, I wouldn’t have thought twice about it, but I’ve worked hard not to be that monster anymore and I wanted it to stay that way.
That being said, I wasn’t against teaching her just how sharp my sword was.
I twisted on my heel and thrust my sword out and it punctured her stomach, with no resistance.
Her eyes widened as her hands went down to her stomach, I pulled the sword out of her and witnessed the moment the blade disintegrated.
We both stood there, pretty much in awe over what just transpired. But we were soon startled to see her blood, similar to a thick viscous type liquid, eat its way through the ground.