There is only one rule to demons visiting Earth: don't get caught. Meaning, don't let any Earthbeings find out that you are a demon. If one finds out, dispose of them as fast as possible.

Emma had come into my dorm the day after we fucked and had seen my horns, so I had to kill her. If she hadn't struggled so much, it would've been faster, but it's her fault that the only way to shut her up was to break her neck. I do have to say, she held up longer than I thought she would with her stomach slit.

I had somehow managed to stay shifted during the struggle with Emma, but when Kai walked in I gave up. I didn't want to kill him, I hadn't gotten to try him out yet, but I couldn't just let him go. I had prepared myself mentally to get it done, but I abandoned my will last second and just knocked him out for a while.

That brings me to now, in my dorm bedroom with a dead body bleeding everywhere and a knocked out werewolf. I picked up Kai and carried him out to the living room area, setting him on the floor again. His pants were soaked from when he pissed himself, and I didn't want that on my couch. Then I went to deal with the body in my room. Kai would be out for the next several hours, so I didn't have a lot of time to get rid of it and take him with me to hide.

I resorted to using Hellfire to burn the evidence. I spoke the spell to summon Hellfire and tossed it on the body, waiting for it to catch before leaving the room and shutting the door. When you summon Hellfire directly it appears in your palm as a little orb, but when you throw it it expands into flames. It wouldn't burn the walls or door, only the things with blood on them.

Then I tried to decide what to do with Kai. What the fuck do I do with him?? I can't leave him here, because I can't stay, and I'm sure as hell not leaving him alone here. I'm keeping an eye on him for as long as he lives now.

-K-
I blinked slowly, groaning at the pain in my head. It was throbbing, externally and internally. My brain actually hurt.

My vision was blurry and foggy for a bit, and it took me a second to remember what had happened.

I rolled my head to the side, trying to see where I was; I wasn't in the dorm anymore, the ceiling wasn't the same. I panted lightly, groaning again and trying to move my arms. Then I panicked when I couldn't.

"Stop struggling."

I felt fear flash through me when I heard Julien's voice in the room with me. If anything I started to struggle more.

I saw his blurry form appear over me and his hands held my shoulders down. I whined as his face came into view, trying to move but it didn't work again. My legs were tied too. He scowled at me, digging his fingernails into my shoulders.

"Don't make me regret keeping you alive." He growled. That brought the question to my mind: why did he leave me alive? I forced myself to relax, but I was still panting in fear. Julien got off of me and started to pace around the end of my bed, which gave me time to study his new appearance.

He was still hotter than the sun, his physique was the same for the most part; broad shoulders, very well muscled body and arms. His face was the same for the most part too, except for his eyes. They were more rectangular and angled down at the back ends, and the scleras were fully black. When he turned his eyes to look at me, or the wall away from me, there was no white in his eyes. His irises were orange-red, and looked a bit smaller than they would be for a human. Now here is where he strayed from human.

He had huge dark brown ram horns curling out of the sides of his head, making two loops around his ears and ending in a curved tip by his jaw. His ears were long and almost Elven, but they seemed permanently out to the sides to go through his horns. There were black lines down from his eyes that looked shiny, like scales, and went down his cheekbones. His fingernails were longer and black, like claws, and he had a long whip-like tail. The tail looked leathery, not scaley, and ended in a huge scorpion barb, that I now remember contained acid that seemed to burn through any material.

He had barely any clothes on; all he was wearing was what looked like a kilt like Egyptian gods are shown wearing that split in the back for his tail and sandals that laces up his calves. He did also have a belt thing on the kilt that looked like it held knives. He had nothing on his top half.

"W-where did you take me?" I asked, eventually managing to get the balls to speak.

Julien stopped his pacing and looked at me. "Nowhere that you need to know." He said. His voice was just as deep and husky as it had been before. Only now it terrified me. He continued to pace a bit, then sighed.

"Okay, I'll let you live," he said. "But you will have several very strict rules. One, you are not leaving my sight. Two, you will tell no one about me, or what you saw in my dorm."

His voice and the glare he was giving me make it very clear that these rules were non-negotiable. And it made it very clear that breaking any part of a rule would result in my death, if not worse.

-J-
Why the fuck am I not killing him?? 'Cmon, it's not that hard, just poke him with your barb and it's all over!' I already had him fully restrained, I could do literally anything to him and he wouldn't be able to stop it! So why the fuck am I having second thoughts about killing him?

This was the internal struggle I had before I stated my rules. I don't know why I didn't want to kill him. I just couldn't bring myself to do it; even when he was passed out.

Now I just had to trust that he would keep me a secret; and by 'trust' I mean I'm going to watch his every move.