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Twisted Desires (Knight)

Her eyebrows raised, “Only a couple of hours? From what I can tell my body tells me it’s been a few days…” she murmured and touched on the scar that graced her forearm after she had placed down his drink. She rubbed her neck and looked around. “I’m assuming it’s been pretty quiet then?” She asks and looks to his chest briefly, wondering how his curse was holding up.
 
"Nothings come for me in a while then...its all a bit of a blur since we got here...and I split a monster in half- so maybe they're watching again to see what changes?" He said rubbing his face with his free hand, rubbing his eyes.
 
She looked lost in her thoughts. “We have to be careful then.” She murmured softly, “so…where are we at?” She asked next, feeling her stomach rumble a little. Unfortunately when demons did eat, it was usually human flesh/blood. She felt like a vampire at that point. It almost felt silly to mention.
 
"This old housing project, never got off the ground after the Mayor got hit up on a bunch of scandals. They called it...uh...Silverglen or something like that." Derek said as he put his hand down from his face. "Here, eat something" he said pulling out his burger next.
 
She looked at the burger, before taking it and eating it rather quickly. Sure it curbed her hunger but sooner or later she would have to go on a human hunt. She was in no way going to eat Derek, she liked him too much to do so. “So, a housing project. Seems…safe enough,” she mumbled in between bites.
 
"For now anyway, but I don't know what's on our list of moves now that you and Kaden have...fallen out" He said leaning against the counter, letting her eat.
 
She paused after swallowing and looked down at the wrapper in her hands after hearing Derek’s words. “He wasn’t always like that,” she reminded Derek softly, he could tell it wasn’t something she had expected. “Whatever,” she mumbled and crumpled the wrapper in her hand and looked up, her vision blurred a little. Her arm ached from Lily’s gash, but she could work through it. Obviously Derek was in worse shape than she was, and they had to figure out how to save his mortal ass from his impending death when her blood finally ran its course through his body.

“So, about your curse..” she began, her eyes finally focusing on his handsome face. “I think I may know someone who could help us,” she mentioned. A being older than her father, and much stronger but was never one to cause conflict and just let Lucifer do his thing for he had no such desire to “rule”.
 
"Is that so?" Derek said nodding slightly, drumming the table with his fingers. "Whats this...demon, gonna do to me?" He asked. He wanted to say person...but did it really count to call them anything that would make them sound human? Demons were demons after all.
 
“Well…that really depends,” she spoke carefully, biting her lip gently. “He doesn’t really deal with humans but he does owe me a favor..” she mentioned, trying to remember how to locate him. Never found easily, and even a straight portal wouldn’t work. This would definitely take time but they didn’t have time. Well, Derek didn’t. Either way, it was their only option now.
 
"Oh? That easy huh?" He said as she thought and thought, he existed in some splintered segment of reality, a pocket plane that he took up when Lucifer made his will to take up control of hell in his own grasp. He simply stepped back and allowed it. The demon had a small window to allow for any that had a reason to find him, a gate way that would collapse and reform, centuries at a time in different locations around the globe. You couldn't reach him or that gate directly with a portal either ofcourse. He desired to force one to struggle and put in effort to reach him, only the worthy should dare try to speak to the Father of Fire. To reach the gate, they would need to gather some clues together first .
 
“Ugh, unlikely,” she drones and gave a small sigh. “Well the way we’re going, it shouldn’t take forever butttt you have borrowed time,” she reminded him, shivering slightly at the memory of what she saw on his side when it had been sunken in. She didn’t want him to die. Who’s to say he even would go to hell with that curse having a hold on him?
 
"Hey I'm fine now Maria, don't you worry about it" he said smiling at her to try to put her heart at ease. It almost felt genuine, that nothing would dare come between them.
 
Marie frowned slightly and walked over to him. “Listen,” she murmured softly. “I care about you, so I worry..” her eyes locked with his, the concern clear. It was almost, sweet per se, but to date they had only slept together once so why did she care so much?
 
"You care?didn't know I was that important to you" he said reaching out and touched her cheeks, leaning forward little by little to place a kiss on her lips.
 
She watched him close in, and then when he placed a kiss on her lips, she leant in just a bit. Letting him kiss her again. She pulled back after a few moments of enjoying it. “Well, I don’t have to care,” she teased a little. Her arm aches again, but she ignored it. “You do need to rest though,” she mentioned and wondered if he would object.
 
"Ah, c'mon I feel fine Marie, don't even need to rest" he said with a laugh and shook his head at her. His hands didn't let go of her cheeks, he shifted in to kiss her again. "What's the problem hm?"
 
She made a face at his teasing, “Yes- you need to-“ she gave a soft muffled noise of surprise when he kissed her again. She pulled back and forgot how to speak for a moment. “You-“ she huffed, “You are on borrowed time,” she mentioned, worry gracing her beautiful features again. Why was he so affectionate? Weren’t they just butting heads a few months ago?
 
"Im a human Marie, we're all borrowing time when you think about it" he said shrugging like it was no big deal. Ofcourse he wasn't exactly clear headed despite her magics cutting down the effects if her blood on him. He was perhaps as lax as she had ever seen him. Derek drew his hands around her. "So why should I start getting scared now?"
 
“Because you- you’re on more borrowed time than you realize,” she murmured, trying to make him understand but she realized her blood in him made him almost too pacified. When he wrapped his arms around her, her cheeks flushed again, and she gave a sigh, gave up trying to explain hand just fell forward in his embrace. She wished he knew exactly how she was beginning to feel for him. She had never fallen for a human in this way. Humans were just stupid little creatures her grandfather loved to torture with his ‘all knowing power’ so why did she care so much about this human in particular?
 
As she slid closer to him, falling into his arms, Derek simply held onto her, nestling his head against hers. He shifted his head and pressed his lips to her cheek gently. "Don't be scared, alright?" He said stroking her back. "I'll be okay, I know what will happen '
 
“I’m not scared,” she said rather defensively, but softened as he kissed her cheek, “And no. Humans never know what happens to them after death…” she made a face and sighed. “I’m sorry Derek but, I’m trying to at least prevent you from falling in the hands of the asshole you cursed you when you die.” She still stayed by him.
 
"Nah, it's alright! I'll just be a ghost like she was" he said with a smile, like he hadn't even heard her. He touched her chin with a finger, leaning forward and giving her a soft kiss on the lips. "Then you'll see me forever."
 
She frowned at his optimism and even as she reciprocated the kiss she still wasn’t convinced by his words, “Derek- how-“ she didn’t know what to say next. “I-“ she gave a frustrated sigh. Then she finally looked into his eyes, “Either way, I’m finding a way to keep you alive,” more like she’ll fight to keep his soul alive.
 
Derek hummed to her, starting tonmove away from her side to the couch and laid down on it. "Sounds like a plan!"
 
She watched him move and lay down, and she gave another small frown. She knew that she had her angel side holding her back. She was frustrated mostly with herself and how she simply just couldn’t keep Derek from going down a path of ultimate demise and she knew now she had to figure out a way to save the only man she had ever had affection for or..watch his soul literally be ripped away from his physical body.
 
Derek closed his eyes as she gazed upon him, the loom blade of death still hanging close to his head. He seemed to sleep rather easily, his breath evening out.
 
“Derek…what am I going to do?” She said pretty much to herself, letting him rest. She turned and decided to go into the other room to practice magic. Then as she practiced, she would feel a certain pull to a certain spell in an old language she remembered seeing one day in a tome of hers. She mumbled out some of the words she could remember. “To seek that which one desires, one must purge thyself in holy fires…” she blinked, frowning as it seemed quite odd translated in English. Holy fires? Hm. Maybe she got the translation wrong. It wasn’t like she could look at the tome itself, it was laying in her bedroom where she couldn’t reach.

Closing her eyes, steadying her breathing, she flipped through her memories, trying to figure out that certain spell.

“To meet the one you cannot see physically, giveth unto he that of which keeps oneself from achieving power…”

She paused, was that the right wording?? She hated that the person she was thinking about was pretty much impossible to find. He was much much older than her grandfather and her grandfather was older than dirt. Literally.
 
As considered the spells and the wording, she felt the memories brushing iver her senses. Her father standing with her as he was rolling up the scroll. One of two to be taken and stashed away at the far-reaching of the earth. He turned to two devils. "Take these, this one goes on the earth, house it low where the world breathes best. Take the other. And it shall go deep, deep below the waves where one shall never see, and the grasp of the sea will crush them into oblivions embrace " he said to the twin devils. They took them in hand and bowed, vanishing into the ripples of magic.
 
She opened her eyes suddenly at the memories. That has to be it! She gave a soft sigh and tried to piece together her father’s riddles. If only she had a map, map map map map… Duh, her phone! She brought it out, looking at the crushed screen and cursing when it wouldn’t turn on. Dammit ! She threw it in anger onto the ground. Sighing, she didn’t really know what to do. She wanted nothing more than to save Derek. But she couldn’t do that if she was so fucking useless.
 
As she checked her phone, the sift crash made Derek jerk up, snorting slight with a start, but he whirled at her, nearly already up to try to throw a punch. But he held his strike when he saw only her...his pupils were dilated, darting swiftly around. "Eh..what's wrong?"
 
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