*Virgils POV*

I sat in the car as mom drove me home. I looked out the window and put my headphones in, playing Some Three Days Grace and Skillet.

I just looked out the window until I felt something touch my shoulder and it made me flinch yanking my headphones off and turning to my mom. "Its ok honey. It's ok." She says softly. I gulp and nod. "S-sorry." I say softly. "You're ok honey. I just wanna know..what happened today." She asked as she pulled onto our road.

I shake my head. "Its nothing mom...just got really scared," I said. "Do I need to contact Mr. Dadiverse?" She asked. "No mom I don't need to see the therapist," I say. Mom nods. "Ok. But you do still need to go to your next appointment though." Mom said. I nod in agreement.

Mom pulls into our driveway and parks it. I get out and walk with mom into the house. "Tonight we're gonna have chicken alfredo." She says with a smile. I smile. "That sounds amazing." I open the door for her and she smiles. "Thank you dear."

I close it behind me and smile. "I'm gonna spend today in my room. I need to finish homework and I may draw later." I tell her. She nods. "Ok darling. I'll call you down when foods ready." SHe says, moving over to the couch.

I nod. "Ok." I walk down the hallway to my room and go in, closing the doors behind me. I toss my bag onto the bed and jump onto it, sighing in relief. "Man...today has been one crazy dream." I say softly, opening my bag and pulling out my notebook and language book, when the spellbook came out with it. No. I'm not calling it the spellbook. Imma call it the....the...bad book......yeah...

Anyway, I just kinda looked at it for a while and just shook my head, opening my notebook and grabbing a pen, writing the basics down. I open my language book and start on my assignment. Language was an easy class for me, I love poetry and old texts like Frankenstein, Dr.Jekyll and Mr.Hyde, Edger Allen Poe, the usual.

So yeah that was done in like 15 minutes tops. I sigh and out it back in the bag, debating if i should get my science out of the way or do it later.

...

I decided later cause FORGET THAT I SUCK AT IT. I grabbed my headphones and hanged them around my neck and played My Chemical Romance. I kept them around my neck as I laid my eyes on the bad book. I remembered the simple spell thing that wasn't supposed to work. Magic doesn't exist. Demons don't exist. This was just supposed to give me an ease of mind. Not legitly work.

I pulled out my phone and opened the camera, looking at my eyes. I could have sworn that there were those green glitch or technical things surrounding my eye. There was pain their as well when....it came.

That's when the real fear hit. What was that thing? Why did it look so...human? Was it human? Was this all a sick joke? It had to be. He was either with Benson, and this was a joke to make me safe or...

Actually, that sounds really logical now that I think about it. I take the book and look more into it, reading the pages that said protection, demon or daemon apparently, and anything techy or formal. I flipped through it, not really getting much. Just your run of the mill things.

Then THAT page came up. The one I opened to in the bathroom. I tried to read it but for some reason when I looked at it my eyes started to go fuzzy and it became harder to read. I blinked and tried to focus many times but each and every time it got worse. I groaned in frustration once a headache started to form and tossed the book to the end of my bed. "I don't get it.... I was able to read it perfectly fine earlier! Why can't I remember what I saw or even said?!" I say exasperatedly.

I look at the book again and, giving a small pout, flip it off for being so confusing. I sighed and looked at the ceiling when I heard mom calling for me. ALFREDO TIME BABY!!!!

I turn off my phone and hide the book in my nightstand drawer. I get up and walk down the hallway with a smile. "Hey! I heard you..." I froze and my throat constricted.

Mom was at the small kitchen island, putting the bowl of pasta on the table. "Virgil! There you are!" She says with a smile.

"How do you do Virgil? I hope that you're ready for our study lesson today." He said, turning around.

that...he.....

THAT MOTHERFU-

"Logan here told me that you got yourself a science and math tutor! You didn't tell me that!" Mom said with a smile.

I was just frozen. How did he know where I live?! Did he follow me?!?! Wait, tutor?! I AINT NEED NO TUT- well I do but NOT HIM!

"Uh no, i-" "I'm not theoretically a tutor by definition. I'm just offering my services to him for no charge. I simply wish to see my friend succeed." He cut me off.

Mom looked at him. Then at me. "You made a fr-new friend?" Mom said with a barely contained maniac smile. I gave a small gulp. "u-uh...' I looked between my mom hiding her glee cause her son made a friend, and the skinny twig-teacher-looking-goat-blank-face-little-glitch dude.

On one hand, I've never really had a true friend. At least not a true friend that hasn't been a bully or using me, and actually stayed. I wanna make my mom happy and proud and I know this will make her year.

On the other hand DEMON!!!!!!!!

I sigh and I just nod, agreeing with my mom. "Yeah. Were friends. Im sorry, I didnt mention him. It just still seems like we just meet today." I say, looking at him dead in the eyes.

"That's fine dear! Dinner will be ready in about twenty minutes so you two can go and hang out while I finish up!" She said.

Logan stood up, holding his shoulder bag firmly. "We can go ahead and set it up in your room, and finish it after you've eaten." He said. I give a quick look at the mom but shes just smiling and waving me away.

Mother why do you betray your son?

I turn to logan who gives me a blank stare and a kinda smile and my GOD is it unsetteling!

I give a fake smile. "Cmon dude. Let's go do my homework." I say with grit teeth, walking into the hallway. I can hear him walk behind me. I'm about to go into the spare room when I hear him murmur, "I know your room is the second on the left."

..... welp.

I sigh and open the door to my room, letting him inside. I do not take my eyes off him the entire time as he walks in and I keep the door cracked open slightly. "So...Friend," I say in a clear mocking tone. "What...in the hell?" I say.

He looks around my room, showing no emotion. "This place is...quite cramped." He said. "What the hell are you?!" I spat out.

He turned to me. "I suppose we should drop this facade for now, and be somewhat civil conversation." He took of his bag and placed it on the floor by my bed.

"Uh yeah, Sherlocke!" I said. "That would be nice!" I probably look calm but mad but in reality, I am panicking like no other.

He sighs and walks slowly over to me. I Back up but I know I can't go too far back or else ill hit the wall. He doesn't stop, I won't stop, so I eventually hit the wall and close my eyes as I hear him come closer. A small bit later I don't hear him move so I open an eye.

He's standing a good 5 feet away. I had to look up a bit to see him. Is he like 6 foot tall? Why am I still small? I'm only 5 foot 6.....

He looks down at me and gives the tiniest bow forward. "I am your Daemon Companion. I am here to protect you as you have paid for. I will do whatever it takes to make you ok by any means necessary. You may call me Logan." He says, looking at my feet.

"...Sebastian?" I said quietly.

He straightens up with a confused face. "Who?" "uh nothing! No one!" I say quickly. "But I just....what does that mean?" I ask.

Logan makes that confused face again but speaks up. "I am essentially a very powerful bodyguard." He says. "I can do most tasks effortlessly, and my goal is to make sure you are safe and protective 24/7." HE says.

"So....youre not gonna hurt me?" I say softly.

He tilts his head. "Not...of your person, no." He says. "To have us bonded like we are, you had to pay a HUMONGOUS price." He said.

I blink. "I didn't..." I trailed off. I did. WHatever that book said, I said id pay any price to be safe. I guess this was it.

HE nods. "You see now? I don't wish you any harm, but if you break the rules, there will be consequences." HE said.

"Rules?" I asked.

He sighed, annoyed. "Yes." He snapped his finger and a piece of paper and handed it to me. "These are the rules you must follow."

I take it carefully, making sure not to touch his hand, and look down to read it:

1. NEVER SPEAK OF YOUR DAEMON TO ANOTHER UNLESS TOLD OTHERWISE.

2. DO NOT ABUSE YOUR DAEMON

3. ONLY USE THEIR TRUE NAME IN LIFE-THREATENING SITUATIONS

I look up at him after I finish reading them. "It is just three very basic and plain rules. Simple enough." He said.

I glare at him. "Well...how much do you know about people?" I asked. "Excuse he?" HE asked. "If you're gonna act like my friend and protect me, you gotta pass as a human being and not a soulless robot," I say.

He sighs again. "I can gain information by how others behave, however, if you wish me to learn more, I would need something to connect to an abundance of information."

I blink at his use of big words. "Uh, you can use a laptop." I say. He nods. "That would be most satisfactory." He said.

"Kids! Dinners ready!" I hear mom yell. I turn to him. "can you even eat?" I ask.

"We're about to find out." He says, opening the door for me.

I gulp and exit, my new Demon Body Guard behind me.