Chapter 50 - Between You And Him : Part 2

Silence filled the air. A 16-year-old boy with a sharp jawline and a pointed nose sat across his older brother in the dining room. The kid's ocean blue and blood-red eyes glued on his dinner.

Sometimes, one or two times, he would glance over his pseudo brother. But he kept his silence as he let the sound of a clanking spoon overrode the room.

He grabbed his spoon and ate his dinner slowly, still glancing over the pissed-off demon sometimes. He noticed how Kiaran's messy black hair that's identical to his real brothered covered his right eye with bags under it.

It was just like that day all over again.

The Kiaran in front of him really felt like the Kiaran from four years ago. The Kiaran that tried his best to hold his anger. When Axel thought his own brother hated him before, it completely changed when he killed that man.

Kiaran became sweet and loving. He rarely ignored him again after that.

That meant that he was being manipulated-

Axel shoved down the thoughts. He knew he was being manipulated. Because deep down, he knew he realized it from the beginning. But then again, despite being good at murdering people, he was pretty good at being in denial.

Just like this demon family.

Ironic, wasn't it?

So now that he was aware of those manipulations right after literally getting stabbed several times- he'd ignore it just for this time.

He still had nightmares sometimes. The terror on the dead man's face haunted him like his own shadow. Though after getting used to being a murderer, he rarely had a dream or nightmare again.

So here he was again, as if being reborn to another world with the same thing that would repeat all over again. Here he was, sitting right across demon Kiaran with two empty chairs accompanying them.

Axel started to get bored and played with his food, fiddling with the spoon in his hand. He glanced at Kiaran again, who refused to look at him the whole dinner section.

So he was still pissed, huh.

Axel let out a sigh of weariness before looking back at Kiaran again. "Is this world has an amusement park?" The boy asked out of nowhere.

The demon finally looked up from his food, raising an eyebrow at Axel. His eyes still glinted with clear irritation. He was just holding it down.

"Yeah, why do you ask?"

"Just wondering." Axel diverted his gaze to the mirror on the wall. He watched as the familiar scene played in his mind.

The reflection flashed back into his 12-year-old self for a moment, and Kiaran's eyes turned blue just like his real brother had. Axel blinked, and it went back to the demon Kiaran and him.

"I've been feeling a weird kind of deja vu lately." He continued, slowly staring back down to his plate again.

Just as he picked up his spoon, an arrow flew down into the plate and made it crack into two pieces. The wind from the attack blew his hair, making it drop down onto his eyes. The arrow stood there sharply as the two unrelated brothers froze in their place.

Axel blinked for a moment, trying to take in the situation. His dazed eyes etched onto the arrow with irony. "I'm starting to think that the world hates me."

He finally looked up at Kiaran and chuckled in irony. "Both worlds, actually."

Axel's different coloured eyes caught the people right on the corridor's corner beside the dining room. He squinted his eyes when he saw the bows and swords glinted under the light.

The demons were aiming at Kiaran, clearly trying to end his life. Yet his pseudo brother just stood there, looking at the arrow and Axel with some horror in his eyes.

Axel widened his eyes and kicked the table, causing it to act as a shield from the people. There was a loud crash from all the plates and glasses on the table, making a mess around the floor.

"Duck!" He yelled at Kiaran. The demon's vacant eyes quickly turned into a realization as Axel grabbed both of his shoulders and dropped him to the floor.

A rain of arrows started shooting at the two, slowly destroying the table that was shielding them. Kiaran's right wing stretched open and shielded Axel protectively. Both of them ducked down, seeming to lose in their own mind of plans.

A demon came from Kiaran's back silently, raising his sword high, ready to kill the anarchist in one swipe. Axel's eyes formed into a wild-eyed as he tried to warn him at the incoming attack.

"Drop your sword and kill yourself." Kiaran did not flatter at all as he commanded the demon. His red eyes gleamed in danger while the man behind him suddenly dropped down lifelessly to the ground with a neck wound.

The sword wrapped up in the owner's blood as it fell to the ground alongside the wielder. Kiaran put a hand on Axel's shoulder, looking at him with two eyes of possessiveness.

"Stay down. Let me handle this." The older Vergessene stood up and faced the rogue of demons dressed in the kingdom guard's clothes in front of him.

Kiaran opened his mouth to control the demons, failing to notice that one of them took no time and already let an arrow flying, aiming at the older Vergessene's heart.

The anarchist tried to move his wing to his heart to shield himself even though he knew it was too late. He gritted his teeth, ready to brace the pain of the incoming attack.

Though the pain never came as Axel jumped in front of him with the dead demon guard's sword, slicing the arrow in two. He blew his fluffy locks and looked back at Kiaran with two raised eyebrows.

"Oh, 'stay down, let me handle this', and then you almost got shot. Very funny." Axel snarled before diverting his gaze to the enemy again.

Everyone faced the two unrelated Vergessene with determinations in their red eyes. They raised their swords high, gripping the sharp weapon tightly. Those at the back were ready to shoot at any time.

The house was in a wreck as the arrows adorned the walls. The floor was full of a mess as it held the people's weight on top of it.

Kiaran opened his mouth again to command the guards, but yet again, he was cut off by Axel that suddenly dragged him, dashing right through the rogue. Axel tightened their intertwined hands as he swiftly used his other hand to slice the enemies with a sword.

Both of them managed to pass the rogue and aimed at the front door. The youngest Vergessene threw away his sword to the back sharply, completely nailing on, making it pierce through a guard's heart.

"You said I'm not your family, then why did you help me? Why not leave me there?" Kiaran asked as they kept running to the front door.

The older Vergessene was not wearing his signature black trench coat, only wearing a casual black blouse that exposed his shoulders a little. It was the same for Axel, only that his blouse was white rather than black, and his shoulders weren't exposed.

"It's called the basis of humanity, Kiaran," Axel stated before jumping to the air as they reached the front door to avoid arrows that tried to shoot the both of them.

Kiaran quickly caught up with Axel, following his movement as he waged his wings and flew to catch the boy. The demon wrapped both of his hands to Axel's waist and brought him along to fly with him.

Axel looked up to meet with Kiaran's chin. "No matter how fucked up you are, I won't let you die in front of my eyes." He continued, making Kiaran look down to his mismatched eyes.

"Even though you're a murderer?" The demon asked contently, searching for an answer in the boy that contained too many riddles and emotions.

"Even though I'm a murderer." Axel agreed with a contempt smile.

"Because you-" Axel paused as he caught an arrow that almost bored itself into Kiaran's shoulder with his bare hand. "-have the face of the person I care about."

The young murderer looked down at the demon that tried to shoot them. He dangerously tilted his head at the demon as he snapped the arrow in two with a killer smile.

"But he was manipulating you." Kiaran reminded as he tightened his grip around Axel's waist.

"Oh, I'm aware. I'm just following your way of coping-" The boy gave a sideways smile at him as he looked back at his pseudo brother. "-by denying."

His smile formed into a grin as he continued. "I'm denying, Kiaran. Just like you."

The wind that kept fighting them from the front seemed to slow down. Kiaran's pupil slowly got bigger at Axel's comment. Their hairs waved around as the moon illuminated the two unrelated brothers.

"We're almost like brothers, aren't we?" Axel taunted as his smile widened. "Too bad we aren't."

Too bad Axel also did not realize that he was being himself with the demon.