Chapter 1: Noah's Demon
"Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil,
like a roaring lion, prowls about, seeking whom he may devour"-
Peter 5:8
There are many different types of monsters that plague the world.
The most known type of monster is the type that walks among regular
humans.
Another type are the ones that look human, and are very much
human, and don't need to wear the face of a devil to be called a
monster, they are the type of monster that can still die.
Then there is the type of monster who acts human, looks human, but
was never human. This kind of monster can't die. This kind of
monster lingers in the world of humans and although may not always
seek to reign terror upon others, it patiently waits in the shadows,
observing, waiting for the right time to strike.
This type of monster has a name, Alasia Price, a monster who
fifteen-year-old Noah Cain has been harboring in his home for the
past eight years. An unnatural burden placed on him by his late
parents, Marshall and Marla Cain. Their death itself is a burden to
Noah, a burden that he can't seem to forget, to leave behind and
never look back. Just like how he can't seem to figure out why does
such a being like Alasia Price stay with him?
Because, why would she? after all she is the queen of all demons,
the very darkness itself. As a child, Noah couldn't tell the
difference, he just knew that he had lost his parents. He didn't
know why, but he did know that the woman who was replacing them was
there to be with him. Strangely enough her inhuman nature never
bothered him. And maybe that was a mistake, a mistake to misinterpret
fear for love.
A young child, who Is nae of the world around him and just had
seemingly lost the only family would become desperate to find some
sort of replacement, even if it isn't the same. Even if that
replacement is far from human, and is even further from being a
nurturing and caring parent. Now Noah tries to forget both past and
present, vague about the future but hopes that no matter how small
that hope may be that one day he can be live like a normal person,
worry about normal things, and not suffer in the shadow of a demon.
Although there is one thing Noah can always count on and it's
that Alasia never lies. She is never hesitant about telling the
truth. She finds no use in lying, only revealing necessary
information until to the appointed time to tell the whole truth. In
the past eight years, Noah has not seen another demon appear, he was
beginning to think that maybe Alasia was the only one of her kind as
there can't be too many powerful entities wandering the earth, the
planet itself wouldn't bear the weight and would simply break
apart. Alasia only uses less than a fraction of her power, at full
strength the destruction would be incomparable.
At least that is what she has described, Noah mostly tries to keep
himself from asking her too many questions about her power. He only
knows select things about her, she hardly talks about herself very
much. She believes there is no use in explaining herself to a mere
child. Alasia Price doesn't answer to anyone but herself.
Self-righteous indeed, what kind of demon would she be if she wasn't?
it's only natural.
Noah has come to a point where he is more and more cautious of
her, as he gets older he is noticing her in a way he has never in the
past. Most would automatically say it's a sign of him growing up,
but most don't know the monster underneath the human mask. He can't
admit he might love a monster, and whether it's a familial love or
a romantic love it doesn't matter. Loving a monster like Alasia
Price is simply a price he is not willing to pay. But he no longer
denies that his world revolves around her, and if it wasn't for her
he wouldn't know what to do, he would be lost.
He tries not to worry too much about that as he can always count
on the one human friend he does have, Veronica Lee. A senior, and a
girl with a lot of compassion but misplaced priorities. Although she
acknowledges their friendship she at times treats it as if it were an
obligation and it worries Noah that maybe he isn't like her other
friends who are always smiling and laughing, and lead normal lives.
Something he finds funny, normal, what exactly is considered normal
anymore? But then again most people have their own definition of
"normal".
For Noah, normal is a world where humans deal with other humans,
where as anything else that is not considered human or a part of
everyday society is considered abnormal. Veronica is the beacon of
normality for Noah. She is the one who makes him forget about what is
waiting for him at home. In school, he is transparent, hardly
noticeable. Although Veronica's reputation makes him stick out like
a sore thumb. A social butterfly hanging out with an introvert is
often considered odd and incompatible and if high school has taught
Noah anything it's that everyone has their opinions on how things
should be. They divide themselves into groups, giving themselves a
label. It's a ridiculous trend.
Noah is in a group of his own, and because he is acquainted with
Veronica he becomes a target for ridicule and criticism. Many of the
seniors think Veronica is too good for him and that she is only
wasting her time. For a while there were rumors regarding his
relationship with Alasia. People thought she was something of a model
or prostitute. The school staff often have a hard time dealing with
Alasia due to her stern and intimidating nature. They are fooled by
her angelic face, a true travesty.
The parents of the other students become weary and concerned about
Alasia and Noah's relationship to her. Because of that students
seem to keep him at arm's length, all except Veronica who has
managed to look past it. She likes to believe everyone has their own
situations to deal with and shouldn't be judged because of them.
Noah couldn't ask for a better friend, but is worried that one day
the truth whether intentional or not will come out and she will no
longer be willing to stay alongside him. She will be too afraid to
get close to him and probably think of him as a devil worshipper
which sometimes he thinks is not too far from becoming true.
Fake devils and gods do a good job at feeding humanity's
paranoia and fear, a real devil can only make it a horrifying
reality. Religious zealots drive themselves and others around them
mad with their rants of a demonic being walking the earth and
tempting humans to do wrong or gain magical powers to reign terror
upon others. Alasia on the other hand only aims at teaching humanity
that true power does not belong in the hands of careless monkeys, but
in the hands of true power itself, her, the queen of demons.
"Trump has won the election and is now
the next president of the United States of America." The
television announces.
"Uncivilized pig. He lacks imagination, he will fall before he
can even begin. Humans get dumber every coming century. In the old
days, I would incite wars, seduce kings and dictators, bringing out
their inner desires and watch them fall as they try to become gods.
It was simple, but back then humans despite the severe lack of
advanced technology they knew when something was wrong and would
attempt to rectify it. Now they just bathe in their own stupidity.
It's almost a shame that I haven't destroyed every last one
them."
"Yet you are here with me, a human." Noah says annoyed.
"There is a solitude here, one that I haven't felt in a very
long time. Also, because I made a contract and I always keep my
word."
Noah scoffs, "I don't believe that someone like you would ever
be tied down by something like a contract. There is no way you would
ever do something like that."
Alasia grins her devilish grin, "Oh? Is that what you think? Or
am I beginning to hear hints of admiration?"
She gets closer, Noah wants to back away but when his eyes begin
to wander, he finds himself being unable to move. Before anything
else, it's her eyes that make him stiff like a plank of wood. It's
those eyes, they are like black holes, once he is sucked in he can't
come back out. They are something truly unnatural. He snaps out of it
and his eyes wander, and it's only natural as Alasia is a rather
lustful being and tends to dress in a very provocative manner. Her
face gets closer to his, her fangs bare and lips supple and blood
red. He can smell something sweet and mesmerizing coming from her.
It's a scent he can't describe but can't help but to become
aroused by it.
"You smell like heaven." He suddenly admits as if he couldn't
help but to say it.
She chuckles, "I find the irony in that amusing. Every human has
a different interpretation as to how they see or feel about me. Even
something like bodily scent varies from human to human. Some smell
death and decay, others smell sex and cum. But you smell "heaven",
truly you are a rarity amongst humans."
Noah feels his face turning red and is unsure how to react or what
to say. "I don't know, it's just the way I am." He mumbles.
"A long time ago there was a human like you. This human felt a
certain comfort towards me. I never understood it and for a long time
I stood beside her until her eventual death."
"There was someone else like me?" Noah says with curiosity.
"I've walked the earth for a very long time. I have been
acquainted with many humans and many times I've taken certain
disguises that required me to play a certain role. Whether it was a
mother, grandmother, child, or even a pet. I've taken many forms
and been known by many things."
"Is that what you're doing here? Playing a role so you can
blend in?" Noah finds himself getting upset as if he didn't
already know that Alasia is only here due to a contract that was made
by his late parents. Everyday Noah discovers something new about
himself and Alasia is always the one to bring it out in the open
whether intentional or just by pure coincidence.
"A human such as you wouldn't understand. Your short lifespan
has a strong restriction on you. Humans need to change and evolve to
truly understand the world around them. The only thing holding them
back is themselves. For a demon, it is something different. A demon
doesn't need to evolve, we only integrate ourselves in the already
established roles laid out by humans. Pretending to be human is not
hard. Demons are a lot like humans in ways but not completely.
Savagery and ridicule is beneath us, greed for us is unnecessary as
we have no use of money or wealth. We only integrate it when we play
our roles with in human society."
"You ridicule humans every day." Noah raises his voice.
Alasia in a surprisingly calming tone responds, "I only speak
the truth. Tell me, child, when was the last time I have spouted a
lie? Do you really think humanity is not aware of its atrocities? Do
you think they don't know that they are poisoning their world and
themselves? Demons may not need this world to be vibrant and
nurturing but humans for all they have, for the many wonders they can
produce, they squander it all with their selfish and savage nature.
Of the many older human civilizations, I have come across, this
generation of humans are the worst and most disappointing.
Worshipping false gods and following greedy and diseased men is one
thing, but gloating about power that isn't yours is another."
"What do you care? This isn't your world." Noah yells. The
red on his face is no longer out of embarrassment but genuine anger.
Alasia remains calm, paying no heed to Noah's sudden burst of anger
and emotion.
"There is much you need to learn, you are but a child. You know
nothing and it may be best that you remain nae. Live how you must,
but never imply you know what you do not. Like all humans, you are
nothing but dust and water. There is nothing special about you and
the sooner you understand that, the better off the world will
become."
Noah loses his will to argue back and becomes silent. There is no
winning with her and it seems no matter how many times he tries he
will always be the loser. Alasia's stern expression becomes soft
and she suddenly embraces him, gently pushing his face into her
bosom. His face becomes red again and the scent emanating from her
body causes his own body to react. He wants to push away but the arms
of a demon bring such frightening comfort. Her skin is like silk,
touching it is addicting, so much so that he wants to kiss it. Noah
finds himself embracing her, tightly. Her long, slender fingers
caress his hair. He feels goosebumps run down his arms and back. The
sensation of her touch and caress is glorious.
The touch of a devil is bliss and dangerous, it warps human minds.
Noah wonders if maybe he's been warped the entire time and has
never noticed, or maybe did notice and has been in denial. But for
the moment he doesn't care nor does he even want to think about it.
Brief moments of happiness are all he needs to have some sense of
life. Even if it comes from the queen of demons.
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