Iron Town

Khazu paused, pleading his legs to keep on moving without any more hesitation. She did not need him, he was worthless to her mission whatever it may be. As she was nothing to his. He was easily convincing himself that Ryuka was meaningless to him, but there was always some notch that made him wait. Something that made him want to turn back around and do as she told. Though he could not do that, he could not be weak, he could not be an impairment to Ryuka's mission even if she had to hate him.

" Get out of here wolf girl, you have nothing to do with an ex mercenary." An ex mercenary that is to be hunted down for being a traitor and befriending the enemy. No home to escape to, no family when the six got to them, no friends on the outside. "Stay away from me.." He swallowed deeply, trying to think of the correct word to aggravate her, she had to hate him, there was no other way for things to go right. "Demon.."

Ryuka's eyes opened wide. For a moment, she didn't respond. She stood, as if dumbfounded, and stared at him. "Demon?" she muttered, then her eyes narrowed. In a flash of movement, as only a second past, she was suddenly on the high window sill. She looked back at him, hatred in her eyes. "You humans all deserve to die." She turned, and fell back, off the sill. However, she never hit the ground. It wouldn't be long, and she would be back to Fears. However, as she raced silently across the rooftops, tears burned her eyes

Khazu looked back hearing her anger, so his plan worked. In a way he was hurt that his plan went through so easily then again what more could he expect. This was the outcome he was going for, the one that he needed for conclusion and to know that she would live on safely. But to say such words, purposely making his only friend hate him. Never again shall i speak where it can hurt another. I myself am the real demon here, not her. She was never once cruel unless there was a reasoning behind it.

He walked through the trade district until he found a booth with a man cutting pelts in order to make different sizes of clothing. Khazu took the knife, and hopped back over the counter. Forcing the man to watch as he opened his mouth and took the blade to his tongue. Blood dribbled from his mouth as he placed the tongue down on the counter as a form of payment. The man yelled at him repeatedly, but Khazu continued. He reached over and grabbed one of the masks which were said to be the face of a demons. Mainly it was worn by kids who played, men who were recreating a moment they confronted a demon for others to see, or it was to mock those they called demons. Khazu's reasoning, to show that he marked himself as a demon.

He walked towards the gates, and left the village, even left humanity behind. His mind on atonement for what he had said to Ryuka. I shall become the only demon, I will terrorize the humans so much that they no longer hunt her. The six will kill me and let her lead a simple life. His wounds still burned, but he ignored them for the inner pain was much worse. He knew that she had to hate him, or else to much harm would come.