Daemon Vallis
"You have yet to awaken. But with only being forty-eight hours, I can't say I'm surprised. The Soul Element is probably still recovering." Another slow blink was all Daemon could do as he stared at the other male. The guy was clearly crazy, or so the teen believed after hearing the nonsense that spewed from his mouth.
Looking at his surroundings and taking into consideration that he was basically in the mouth of an alley way, the possibility of the clearly unhinged man dragging him away was looming closer. With this thought in mind, Daemon unconsciously took a step back. Is this guy some kind of stalker? He thought as he recalled gruesome weapon the other had been wielding. Is he going to kill me? And what had that….thing been? The creature had appeared out of virtually nowhere and then disappeared once the black haired guy killed it.
"I would ask that you calm your mind, please. I understand that this is a lot to take in at once, but you're giving me a headache. You must calm down in order for me to help you remember who you really are as of this moment. Daemon Vallis is your name, but it is no longer who you are. From this moment forth, you are the Air Reaper." Daemon's mind was racing a mile a mind. How had the man known his name and what the heck was he talking about?
"Look, you're really cute and all but you're starting to creep me out." Daemon slowly walked backwards, taking cautious steps away from the man before him. "So I'm sorry to say but uh…I'm me and not this 'Air Reaper' you're looking for." He used his fingers as quotations to emphasize his point. "I promise, I'm just me…no one else, so I'm just gonna go now…People are expecting me."
His body was tense and ready to bolt at the slightest movement from the stranger. Now Daemon was naive, his brother yelled at him about it all the time, but even he realized that this situation wasn't right. This could get dangerous and with this guy knowing his name, the teen was all the more eager to get home and back under the safety of his family.