Korio looked around the street and noticed it was empty. He also noticed she was the only human presence he could sense that was near him. She was probably the who activated it. "Hmmm?..." he stared at the girl again then grinned. His feet lifted off the ground and her moved his face towards hers. "Well, today's your lucky day, Brittany!" he grinned, floating above now. "I'm a high ranked demon! For activating this portal I must show my thanks. Thus, I'll be your own personal body guard! If you ever need help, just call my name: Korio. I'll appear within a second." He lowered a bit to her eye level and waited for a reply.
"Demon?" Britt asks, cocking her head curiously, platinum bangs obscuring her eyes. "Wow. And everyone says that's all fake."
What an awkward reaction Korio thought, planting his back to the ground. Normal people would run, scream or hide. Most of the time it's all three. "Yeah, well I see that you don't need my protection at the moment so I'll leave you," he said, patting her shoulder as he headed for the other direction. "Remember my name!" He called back to her, and when he was out of her ear shot he mumbled, "Please don't." His plan was that he would leave that girl, hoping she wouldn't remember his name, and he could live life freely. That is of course, if she forgets his name. But for some reason Korio feels like he's attracted to the girl's soul. Her shook the feeling away and continued walking.
Britt frowns slightly, shaking her head and brushing her hair out of her eyes before starting the walk back home, humming to herself. She couldn't help but let herself think back on the encounter with Korio. The timing seemed perfect, what with her father being a notorious drunkard, her mother deep into depression, and her twin brother having dropped out of high school to join the army. "But he said if you need protection. Not a friend," she mutters to herself.
Two lower class demons (they look like little goblins) appeared from the circle, snickering and pushing each other to look for their prince. One found him walking far away down the street and the other saw a girl who was closer walking in a different direction.
"Hey!" the second one cried, hitting the first demon and pointing at the girl.
"Mmmmm... A delicious meal~" the first one purred.
"I saw it first!" The demons raced each other and stepped in front of the girl.
Britt freezes, narrowing her storm grey eyes. "Oh, great. Just what I needed. More creatures. I need to get home, got it? Out of the way," she mutters, starting to try and skirt around them.
"She can see us?" One of them asked confused.
The other demon jumped up with joy. "At least she'll scream more, knowing what's happening to her," it said with a wide grin, showing off it's sharp teeth.
"You're right!" The first one did the same. It lunged for her ankle with it's mouth opened wide while the second one aimed for arm.
Britt staggers back, screaming for Korio, her grey eyes flickering with some combination of absolute fear and rage.
( (Bump) )
Korio was walking slowly because he didn't exactly know where to go until he heard Brittany's voice which almost made him a bit happy. Just a smudge. He located her presence and appeared beside her, noticing the two small demons about to attack. Korio growled, lifting the two by the ear which shocked them.
"If you two want to live, I suggest you leave," Korio snarled.
The demons tried to explain that they were only looking for him to return which made the prince even angrier.
"I'll leave when I want to!" he yelled, glaring at them. They cowered and when Korio dropped them, they scampered away.
Once they were gone Korio let out a deep sigh then turned to look at the human. "You get into danger too quick.... What a troublesome girl. Now I don't know where to go."
"I never asked to be attacked!" Britt retorts, crossing her arms. "I didn't ask for any of this, Korio. If anything, this is your fault."
She claps a hand over her mouth at that last comment, grey eyes wide. She hadn't meant to say that to him, but the fact that he'd blamed her for the lesser demons attacking had irritated her.
Korio's red eyes narrowed at her. "I only came out of a portal YOU opened. Besides, whether I'm here or not, you're going to get attacked by demons. Humans are like vessels for the lower rated demons. They eat your soul and control your body. Simple as that. So you're lucky I was here," he said, trying hard not to argue. If he wanted to live in the human world, what's better than to live with a human? Though he wished she wasn't a 'she', but she's all he got.
Britt rolls her eyes, turning on her heel and continuing back toward her house, pale gold hair lifting slightly in the breeze. Despite her upbringing without parents to support her, she still carried herself in an almost regal manner, as if it mattered little what others thought of her.
"You need anywhere to stay?" she calls over her shoulder, quirking one finger for him to follow if he wanted to.
"Maybe," Korio said, looking away as if it didn't matter and not trying to sound desperate. He waited for her to start walking again before following her several steps behind. It was silent for a while before the royal stomach decide to growl. Korio groaned at how loud it was because yes, even demons get embarrassed, though it's unorthodox for one to become embarrased.
Britt walks into an old, Victorian style home, pulling her hair into a ponytail and beginning to clean up the scattered beer bottles around the house. She hated that because of all the discarded beer bottles and such lying about she could never bring herself to invite anyone to the house. In fact, she was terrified of what Korio would say if he saw the place.
Korio walked in the house silently, noticing the beer bottles all over the place. He made his way to the couch, pushing bottles out of the way and lazily plopping his body on the sofa. He closed his eyes for a bit but opened them again when heard glass clanging together. He saw Brittany picking up the bottles with her pulled back and closed his eyes again. "Do you need help?" he asked.
"No. I'm used to this," Britt says, her voice carefully emotionless, yet her grey eyes flickered with a mixture of pain and anger. About 15 minutes later the last of the beer bottles had been picked up, a sigh escaping her.
"To think I just cleaned the house last night," she mutters, leaning against the wall and tugging the hair tie out of her hair, letting it ripple down her back. "I don't know why I bother trying anymore."
Korio sat up and stared at the girl then gradually moved his gaze around the house. He noticed that the atmosphere inside the house was basically a big juicy steak on a grill for demons. A lot of anger and depression filled the room: the two most desired feelings for a demon after fear. "Must get targeted a lot," he mumbled, standing up then remembered something. "Hey," he said, looking at Brittany, "Why is it that you're so calm about allowing a demon into your home?"
Brittany shrugs slightly, twisting a lock a pale gold hair around her finger. "I guess you learn to stay calm most times when your father's an alcoholic and your mother blames you for everything that's happened. You have to learn not to freak out about everything and take care of yourself."
"I see," Korio replied, lifting the only picture frame above the fireplace then putting it back. "I guess we both have parent problems," he added. He walked over to her and poked her forehead, "Hey, I need food. Staying here takes up a lot of energy."