Devil's Heir (5. Reunion)
Evan angers the devil and somehow for the first time, the fight between them ended in a draw. Because someone protected Evan, someone...
REUNION...
Evan walked across the corridor. It was a week since she had died. The gross feeling in his gut hadn't left him yet... probably because he had not let go of some hope that a dead friend would come back. Whispers and stares followed him everywhere. Be it his classroom or the human resource department he went to because his teachers had coaxed him to. Hikari also went there and every alternate day they had class together. He found solace in the fact that he wasn't the only one missing her. He thought it would make Rihette happier.
"They had just started getting on solid ice... and then she died"
"Sad, huh? Poor fellow. I feel bad for him... Maybe he'll want to be with some other girl now, how about that girl- that Japanese girl Hikari or whatever?"
Evan could feel his hand curl into fists. They were talking about him right in front of him. "Not their fault, you've got a great sense of hearing being a devil..." a voice said from somewhere. Evan stopped dead in his tracks. It was definitely a male voice but he couldn't see anybody in close range. He stood there looking absurdly around at the others. The strange warmth was gone. People stared at him, sympathizing with his madness. Evan was disturbed throughout the class. His mind flicking from Rihette to that voice.
"Evan..." said a timid voice.
It was Hikari.
He was asleep on his desk when Hikari called for him. She stood alone in the class. Except for them, no one was there. Evan was very protective about Hikari. She was so little. Evan dumped his sleep and said, "Hi Hikari. Hope you are fine..."
She smiled sadly and said, "Not worse than you, Miss Dell asked you to meet her; as soon as possible."
A few minutes they were quietly walking down to the human resource department. Hikari bade him goodbye and left for her counselors room. She sure was opening up better.
The beautiful Miss Dell allowed Evan in. It was a special counsel session for Evan.
"Today, we shall talk about letting go of the guilt you have been so strongly anchored."
Evan hated that part. She'd try to make him feel something he didn't feel. It was his fault that she died. No one really knew the truth so they thought that he could do nothing to save Rihette and her mother was troubling him. Sighing, Evan said, "Alright. But I really need to rush home today, I'm in a hurry."
She smiled and said mischievously, "What have you planned up, at home?"
Before he could stop himself he said, "Nothing much except report to that oaf... I mean, I've got to watch this program, Rihette liked it too."
She caught him there and probed, "So you aren't exactly well off at home either," she paused dramatically and said, "Well I had a troubled past too but that's how the world is..."
Evan knew his uncle received what he said about him being an oaf in front of someone else. The pull which forced him to leave everything else and reach his uncle started making him mad.
"Miss Dell, I'm really sorry but we must end this session right here..."
"Evan I heard you were hallucinating today..."
Evan pulled out his car keys and slung his backpack over his shoulder and gave a helpless gesture- "Trust me, I wasn't"
Evan pushed the chair back and apologized profusely, "I'm sorry, I have to go... please understand."
The bewildered teacher stared in disbelief at his mood swings and said, "Yeah I do, but I think you need some help..."
Evan said as he pushed past the irritating shelves, "I will, if I don't reach home now...."
That was the last of what she heard. Shaking her head, she wondered how she was to detain this cyclonic personality from destroying himself.
The car's engine roared to life as Evan's turbo car waved through the traffic breaking beliefs with its speed.
"Stop it, please. I'm on my way..." he was yelling into his cell phone.
"Listen, I know very well how to control my tongue... Shut up! I'm driving... STOP IT!" Evan screamed at his uncle through the phone. He barely managed to swerve the car to a side as a tanker sped along. His uncle was reaching heights, trying to control his day... how dare he?
Evan raged violently as he parked the car in the garage and flew straight to his room. His uncle yelled from the west of the house- "EVAN! Report NOW!"
He banged his head a few times to reduce his urge to clobber his uncle and fuming reached his uncle's room.
"Why do you talk about your sweet uncle in such harsh tones?"
Evan started yelling, "Listen, I'm not exactly glad with your ways... your ravens complain about me to you..."
His uncle sneered with pride, "Oh Please! Don't blame them... it's not they who complain, they just take orders..." his smile curled into an evil curve, "They are just my slaves... nothing more...."
Evan balled his fists and struggled to prevent those legs of his from bounding across the room and clobbering the man sitting there. Why was he so bound to him? Why wouldn't he leave him alone? Evan trembled visibly and anger ran through his veins. He set his jaw firmly and spoke in an angry way, "LEAVE ME A-LONE! I need some privacy if you want me to live here with you..."
That did it. It was the one thing that angered the devil more than anything, Evan's threats of leaving. He fumed like a senile hag and screamed as he converted into a full devil. His pure form was horrid. He looked red, eyes so big, as big as coins, his hands tore at the curtains as he threw his wine glass aside-
"SHUT YOUR MANDIBLE.... I'll teach you to mess with me. You threatened the devil; I'll give you the reasons necessary to make you stay. I'll not spare you the pain...." So saying the devil took out a huge javelin and hurled it towards him. Evan prepared by loading an assegai in the air, hoping that it would reach the devil before he himself would receive any injuries from his uncle's blow. Usually he didn't even have the time to pull out a weapon and in the rare few times he did have a chance, he was touched by the devils flames (Devil's flames are injuries inflicted directly by the devil) which made his attacks vain.
Someone stepped in between him and the devil, who stopped the devil's flames. He felt warmth flood him as he slowly fell to the floor. The last thing he saw was the devil lying unconscious. His assegai had hit the devil... but the devil's flame did not touch him. Somehow... someone was there... who had shielded him from the devil and his wrath.
Rihette settled cozily near Evan's unconscious body. She had followed the ravens into his room and then went in search of the devil. His room was open. When she peeked inside, he was sound asleep with many ravens watching him. If she could, she would have killed him then and there but that would leave Evan as incomplete, unturned and so the heir forever. She had tiptoed back to Evan's room and seen him sleeping still. 'Wait... wait for him to get up and see me, more than alive', thought Rihette. She waited long and patiently till the next day. Her eyes alert, she looked for any signs of troubled sleep. She saw the sunset and then the dusk arrived bringing with it the tiredness in Rihette.
Evan felt a cool sensation over his arm. He turned to the other side and bumped nose- to - nose with Rihette. He could see her face, the innocence was the same, the stubborn nose in place. Her hand rested on his arm- the cool sensation. He closed his eyes. Maybe Miss Dell was right, he was hallucinating. He made a mental note to see that counselor again. Evan unconsciously put his arm over her shoulder and settled to sleep for some more time. 'Wait, that body is so solid...' Evan's eyes opened to look straight into Rihette's alarmed face.
Rihette felt Evan's hand, her eyes flew open as she stared at Evan's black eyes. She said after a few lengthy seconds, wide eyed- "Long time since I saw your eyes...."
Evan replied gulping, "Ya... long time...."
They stared at each other for a very long time, it was after a few minutes that Rihette, and Evan realized how close they were to each other. Awkwardly Evan took away his hands and sat up. Rihette on the contrary let her hand slip off. She pulled the light quilt over her head and heard Evan say- "Listen, if you are an illusion, please go away. I don't wish to hurt my memory of you or myself for that matter. Please..."
"I'm not a memory anymore Evan..." Rihette said from under the quilt as Evan continued looking out of the window into the rising sun's eye.
Evan walked across the corridor. It was a week since she had died. The gross feeling in his gut hadn't left him yet... probably because he had not let go of some hope that a dead friend would come back. Whispers and stares followed him everywhere. Be it his classroom or the human resource department he went to because his teachers had coaxed him to. Hikari also went there and every alternate day they had class together. He found solace in the fact that he wasn't the only one missing her. He thought it would make Rihette happier.
"They had just started getting on solid ice... and then she died"
"Sad, huh? Poor fellow. I feel bad for him... Maybe he'll want to be with some other girl now, how about that girl- that Japanese girl Hikari or whatever?"
Evan could feel his hand curl into fists. They were talking about him right in front of him. "Not their fault, you've got a great sense of hearing being a devil..." a voice said from somewhere. Evan stopped dead in his tracks. It was definitely a male voice but he couldn't see anybody in close range. He stood there looking absurdly around at the others. The strange warmth was gone. People stared at him, sympathizing with his madness. Evan was disturbed throughout the class. His mind flicking from Rihette to that voice.
"Evan..." said a timid voice.
It was Hikari.
He was asleep on his desk when Hikari called for him. She stood alone in the class. Except for them, no one was there. Evan was very protective about Hikari. She was so little. Evan dumped his sleep and said, "Hi Hikari. Hope you are fine..."
She smiled sadly and said, "Not worse than you, Miss Dell asked you to meet her; as soon as possible."
A few minutes they were quietly walking down to the human resource department. Hikari bade him goodbye and left for her counselors room. She sure was opening up better.
The beautiful Miss Dell allowed Evan in. It was a special counsel session for Evan.
"Today, we shall talk about letting go of the guilt you have been so strongly anchored."
Evan hated that part. She'd try to make him feel something he didn't feel. It was his fault that she died. No one really knew the truth so they thought that he could do nothing to save Rihette and her mother was troubling him. Sighing, Evan said, "Alright. But I really need to rush home today, I'm in a hurry."
She smiled and said mischievously, "What have you planned up, at home?"
Before he could stop himself he said, "Nothing much except report to that oaf... I mean, I've got to watch this program, Rihette liked it too."
She caught him there and probed, "So you aren't exactly well off at home either," she paused dramatically and said, "Well I had a troubled past too but that's how the world is..."
Evan knew his uncle received what he said about him being an oaf in front of someone else. The pull which forced him to leave everything else and reach his uncle started making him mad.
"Miss Dell, I'm really sorry but we must end this session right here..."
"Evan I heard you were hallucinating today..."
Evan pulled out his car keys and slung his backpack over his shoulder and gave a helpless gesture- "Trust me, I wasn't"
Evan pushed the chair back and apologized profusely, "I'm sorry, I have to go... please understand."
The bewildered teacher stared in disbelief at his mood swings and said, "Yeah I do, but I think you need some help..."
Evan said as he pushed past the irritating shelves, "I will, if I don't reach home now...."
That was the last of what she heard. Shaking her head, she wondered how she was to detain this cyclonic personality from destroying himself.
The car's engine roared to life as Evan's turbo car waved through the traffic breaking beliefs with its speed.
"Stop it, please. I'm on my way..." he was yelling into his cell phone.
"Listen, I know very well how to control my tongue... Shut up! I'm driving... STOP IT!" Evan screamed at his uncle through the phone. He barely managed to swerve the car to a side as a tanker sped along. His uncle was reaching heights, trying to control his day... how dare he?
Evan raged violently as he parked the car in the garage and flew straight to his room. His uncle yelled from the west of the house- "EVAN! Report NOW!"
He banged his head a few times to reduce his urge to clobber his uncle and fuming reached his uncle's room.
"Why do you talk about your sweet uncle in such harsh tones?"
Evan started yelling, "Listen, I'm not exactly glad with your ways... your ravens complain about me to you..."
His uncle sneered with pride, "Oh Please! Don't blame them... it's not they who complain, they just take orders..." his smile curled into an evil curve, "They are just my slaves... nothing more...."
Evan balled his fists and struggled to prevent those legs of his from bounding across the room and clobbering the man sitting there. Why was he so bound to him? Why wouldn't he leave him alone? Evan trembled visibly and anger ran through his veins. He set his jaw firmly and spoke in an angry way, "LEAVE ME A-LONE! I need some privacy if you want me to live here with you..."
That did it. It was the one thing that angered the devil more than anything, Evan's threats of leaving. He fumed like a senile hag and screamed as he converted into a full devil. His pure form was horrid. He looked red, eyes so big, as big as coins, his hands tore at the curtains as he threw his wine glass aside-
"SHUT YOUR MANDIBLE.... I'll teach you to mess with me. You threatened the devil; I'll give you the reasons necessary to make you stay. I'll not spare you the pain...." So saying the devil took out a huge javelin and hurled it towards him. Evan prepared by loading an assegai in the air, hoping that it would reach the devil before he himself would receive any injuries from his uncle's blow. Usually he didn't even have the time to pull out a weapon and in the rare few times he did have a chance, he was touched by the devils flames (Devil's flames are injuries inflicted directly by the devil) which made his attacks vain.
Someone stepped in between him and the devil, who stopped the devil's flames. He felt warmth flood him as he slowly fell to the floor. The last thing he saw was the devil lying unconscious. His assegai had hit the devil... but the devil's flame did not touch him. Somehow... someone was there... who had shielded him from the devil and his wrath.
Rihette settled cozily near Evan's unconscious body. She had followed the ravens into his room and then went in search of the devil. His room was open. When she peeked inside, he was sound asleep with many ravens watching him. If she could, she would have killed him then and there but that would leave Evan as incomplete, unturned and so the heir forever. She had tiptoed back to Evan's room and seen him sleeping still. 'Wait... wait for him to get up and see me, more than alive', thought Rihette. She waited long and patiently till the next day. Her eyes alert, she looked for any signs of troubled sleep. She saw the sunset and then the dusk arrived bringing with it the tiredness in Rihette.
Evan felt a cool sensation over his arm. He turned to the other side and bumped nose- to - nose with Rihette. He could see her face, the innocence was the same, the stubborn nose in place. Her hand rested on his arm- the cool sensation. He closed his eyes. Maybe Miss Dell was right, he was hallucinating. He made a mental note to see that counselor again. Evan unconsciously put his arm over her shoulder and settled to sleep for some more time. 'Wait, that body is so solid...' Evan's eyes opened to look straight into Rihette's alarmed face.
Rihette felt Evan's hand, her eyes flew open as she stared at Evan's black eyes. She said after a few lengthy seconds, wide eyed- "Long time since I saw your eyes...."
Evan replied gulping, "Ya... long time...."
They stared at each other for a very long time, it was after a few minutes that Rihette, and Evan realized how close they were to each other. Awkwardly Evan took away his hands and sat up. Rihette on the contrary let her hand slip off. She pulled the light quilt over her head and heard Evan say- "Listen, if you are an illusion, please go away. I don't wish to hurt my memory of you or myself for that matter. Please..."
"I'm not a memory anymore Evan..." Rihette said from under the quilt as Evan continued looking out of the window into the rising sun's eye.
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