I was so ready to step up and say something clever back to Deichi and put him back in his place. How I would love to knock him down off of his stupid pedestal. Just because he could morph into something I couldn't didn't mean anything. But, Cujo stepped up, placing his hand on my shoulder, "Enough," he looked me in the eyes, and I stopped. I folded my arms across my chest and stared at the new kid.
"That is Cujo, and that," Deichi snickered and pointed at me,"is a thing." He burst out laughing as my hands flew to my side.
Clenching them into fists, I glowered at him and yelled, "Oh yeah! REAL mature, Deichi!"
Snickering, he continued. "Fine fine, yes the thing has a name, and it's Emiko."
What I wouldn't have gave to punch him square in the face. And he wasn't helping matters when he gave me the bring-it-on look as he introduced the kid as Luc Delancy. I was up and ready to pounce on him, already morphing into another creature. This one a high class demon, but Cujo grabbed my wrist and yanked me back to his side.
I stopped, startled, as no one had ever done that to me. No one has ever tried to stop me. Well, enemies had tried. But Cujo was no enemy. He was... a friend. Something I had never had before. My anger was dissipated, though not completely, and I returned to just glowering at Deichi.
For some reason, I felt compelled to doing what Cujo wanted me to do. In moderation of course. I wasn't some stupid human teenager who would run away with their beloved or any such nonsense as that. I would still do as I pleased, but then, Cujo never asked me of anything.
I sighed. "Then we best get this kid to Catherine. She'll want to meet him no doubt." I turned to Luc. "Move it!" I cried when he just stared at me. I pointed in the direction he was supposed to go. I fell into step with Cujo, Deichi a few paces behind us.
One day. One day, he was going to get it. I was going to go off on him. He was going to get his comeuppance. I would see to that. I vowed to do so.
Continue?
Yeah! The story is up and moving again!
