Hellfire

The name is Astaroth. It would be wise for you to remember and fear my name.

[demon-astaroth]

will-callingwell‌:

Ah, there it was. The usual backhanded compliment that made Will’s skin crawl and his blood boil under the heat of the flames pulsing through his veins. When he was angry, all he could feel was heat, which made the range build and build. But if there was one thing Will had learned in his training with Astaroth, it was control. Even now, he felt the warmth begin to settle and his fists unclench as he took a deep breath in, and released it quietly through his nose. “What you call foolish, I call my humanity. Not all of us can be as stone cold as you are, Astaroth.” Even among the flames, his demon’s icey white skin and hair set the mood against his yellow eyes, which also felt like ice. He found little warmth and compassion with the demon, and yet hearing his praise still gave a sense of joy within Will. “We? There is no you and I in this sceanario, just Cass and I. This is not your child, therefore it is not up to you what does or doesn’t happen with the child.” However Astaroth might feel about this meant nothing to Will or the situation. “The implications? What? Will it ruin what you have planned for us? Do you think it will draw my focus away from you, from us, and this fucking curse you’ve given me?” Will’s voice raised as fire erupted from his palms, licking at the sleeves of his leather jacket. 

Astaroth nearly rolled his eyes at the boy’s remark. Almost. He managed to keep his golden eyes set on him in spite of how tiresome it was to hear William justify his rash actions and thoughtless decisions as what made him human. Perhaps that was what truly set aside humans from demons, that the former so easily let their emotions rule them while the latter could exploit what they felt to attain their desired outcome. “Ah but there is, kid. Whenever you are involved in anything, so am I” the white-skinned demon stated back matter-of-factly. “William, stop being so short-sighted” Astaroth chastised him with some exasperation laced into his tone “No human that was bound to a demon has ever given birth before, let alone have that kid have both its parents demon-bound. None of us can possibly know what could happen when the child is born”. The demon made a pause, gathering his thoughts, but also allowing his human to calm down and understand his opinion on the matter wasn’t merely out of spite “I am bound to you but that child will also be a part of you. Have you considered that perhaps my bond to you will extend to your child? That the same might happen to Calypso”. It was clear where his thoughts were going and what he meant by them but he still spelled it out for his human “Think about it, William. A child born with two demons attached”.

[demon-astaroth]

will-callingwell‌:

While Cass was inside resting, Will had taken the opportunity to go for a walk around the motel ground near the pool. Fire jump from knuckle to knuckle as he hummed, his manor could have been a bit concerning considering he just brutally murdered four men without blinking an eye, and not only that, but he also had a child on the way. Fuck, he thought, the fire between his knuckles faltering a bit at the thought, then all together when his demon appeared beside him. The fire starter rolled his eyes and snorted, continuing to walk ahead away from his demon, who he was sure would only follow. “Thanks, I guess. So, wht, you’re proud of me now? Doing the whole ‘father son relationship again? Would have loved that when we found out my girlfriend is pregant with my kid, asshole.” 

The annoyance on Will’s expression was quite noticeable, not that the boy ever did a thing to hide his distate for having Astaroth around when he was pissed off. That was becoming the human’s natural state in regards to him as of late, so it was hardly something that bothered the demon. “I’ve always been proud of you, boy. In spite of how foolish you act at times” he stated back in a calm tone. That wasn’t a lie. Astaroth always held a certain kind of pride over his human, over the fact that he never did crumble under the power he possessed. It was no surprise that William brought up the topic of his girlfriend’s pregnancy. His expression turned solemn, much more serious than before. “We can’t have this, Will” he repeated the words he spoke in the human’s mind when they found out the news. “Neither you nor Casiopea have stopped to consider the implications of this” he added, keeping his yellow eyes settled on the boy. There was an edge to his voice that hinted the ‘implications’ he meant were not at all related to the responsibilities of becoming a parent.

[demon-astaroth]

@will-callingwell

“I’ve known demons who cannot wield fire as masterfully as you did back there” Astaroth’s deep, low voice was heard moments before he actually materialized by the young man’s side. His presence was always felt even when he wasn’t physically in the same area as his human host. They were never truly alone. “You did well, kid” he added with a light bow of his head, a rare sign of respect for the human. William had walked into that death trap to save the agent and walked out of the whole ordeal completely unscathed, a fact that made the demon feel a certain kind of pride over the boy.

[wintersvldierr]

[demon-astaroth]

will-callingwell:

Before he could stop it, a spiteful laugh left his lips, the force of the laugh tilting his head back slightly, allowing his hair to bounce back before it hit his eye sight. He was blinded momentarily by this, but he easily pushed his brunette curls out of his eyes, allowing them to fall elsewhere around his face. “And here I thought we were the best of friends, Astaroth.” He laughed again, though it was obvious it lacked any form of humor, and the human turned away from his demon then, gathering his thoughts. Astaroth’s comment did not go unnoticed or unheard, and it made Will frown, though he remained rather calm compared to his previous state. “I’m aware you’re not exactly full of information, Astaroth but when it comes to demons here, you know more than Cass or I combined. What do you suggest we do, huh? Find the license plate, look him up? How do we handle this if there is a demon on his side, what kind of power do we expect?” 

“You are not my friend, William. You are something better” the spoke in his usual deep and low tone. It was not meant as a compliment of any kind but as a simple statement of facts. They were partners in some way, teacher and student, mentor and follower, brothers in arms even. Whatever twisted bond there was between the demon and the human it was something both of them absolutely loathed and appreciated in equal measure. “For once Casiopea might come in handy. Let her do her investigation to find out who the human is and I shall do mine to discover who is the demon bonded to him” the demon suggested as his yellow eyes settled on Will. “My best guess: be ready to deal with alchemy”. It made sense that the stranger recognized the symbol because he was familiarized with alchemy. And not the pseudo-chemistry humans wrote about in the Middle Ages. Alchemy, the real kind, was a very strong kind of power created by demons and if that young man was bonded to an alchemy demon, they would be facing a dangerous opponent.

[demon-astaroth]

will-callingwell:

He could hit him but what go would that do? Astaroth was stronger, faster, and he knew his every move. If Will hit him, Astaroth would just hit back, and harder. He would show him no mercy, for that was how he had always taught his ‘boy,’ wasn’t it? So he gritted his teeth, and tightened his jaw, but not protest was made at the demon’s honest and true statement. Will needed him now more than ever to fight Richard off, to keep Cass safe. “At what whta cost  am I allowed such power, Astaroth? What about my life? How am I suppose to get married, have children and grow old with her if you’re stuck in here, huh? And Calypso to her? You want what you want, and that is all I’ll ever have.” After he’d gotten the point across, Will didn’t think there was anymore use battling it out with Astaroth, not when there were far more important things to worry about. Like that man at the diner and his demon. Will followed Astaroth when he stalked away, catching up with the demon in no time to walk by his side. “What? Where was it then? More importantly what the hell was it doing…” 

“Survival” the demon stated matter-of-factly. Astaroth had bonded to him because William Callingwell was a fit human host, someone who could endure such a bond. He gained power beyond belief and in exchange the alabaster-skinned demon made sure the boy lived, that no matter what was thrown at him, he would always survive. The young man would probably have to give up a few things, that was the cost of having his power, but he gained survival in return. Life seemed like a fair exchange to to the demon. But his human would always complain that he didn’t have the dream life he wished for years ago, that fantasy of a perfect life that often no even regular people had. Those things were of little consequence and perhaps one day he would help Will realize that. “Do I look like a diviner to you, kid? I do not know. If I did I wouldn’t be as puzzled by that young man as I am”. Astaroth couldn’t understand how a demon bonded to a human could exist in this world without having to be with their host. It wasn’t possible. But if by some reason it was, then there could lay the answer he had been seeking for so long. 

[demon-astaroth]

will-callingwell:

“You’re right, they didn’t used to be this way. There was a time I had nothing. Nothing but you and my thoughts, and that…that made me angry. But now I have Cass, and I don’t need you, anymore.” Fucking albino asshole, acting as if he was all Will had in the world. Well he fucking wasn’t, not even close. But it was hard to admit that if push come to shove, Will would trust his demon in a fight. He would trust his demon when things went haywire, especially with Richard. But that didn’t mean he had to act thankful for him, not when he never asked for his presence in the first place. “Fine. But I never asked for this, Astaroth. You’re a fucking leech, all you do is take for yourself. Fucking prick.” Of course he would call this a fucking temper tantrum, as if he was some crying child. This was his life he was toying with, and Astaroth acted like it meant nothing to him. Once in his life, Astaroth has been like a father to him. Fuck, sometimes he still was. Those eight years with just his company, it was as if the demon was a father figure to him. And there came the blind faith he bestowed into the albino asshole. “The stranger we saw at the diner. You know more than you let on. I think he knows about alchemy, did you sense a demon in him?”

“Oh, but you do need me” the demon responded with a collected tone, lifting his chin a little as he spoke “You need me to fight your father”. Richard Callingwell was a common enemy to both of them. And it was nice for Will to pretend like he had no need for the fire demon in his life, that he didn’t want him because he was a ‘leech’, but deep down William relished his power, he was sure of it. “Do not act like a victim, kid, it doesn’t become you. You have also taken, you get to wield my power as your own. A part of you likes it, a part of you enjoys being more than most humans. You enjoy being capable of what you can do”. With both hands neatly folded behind his back, the demon started to walk. He didn’t have to ask the boy to follow, he knew he would come along if he wanted to have his questions answered. “It was strange. I did sense he is bonded to a demon but I did not sense his demon with him in that moment”.

[demon-astaroth]

will-callingwell:

Will hated the fact that Astaroth knew him far better than he knew the demon. He had him wrapped around his thick white fingers, and whether Will liked it or not, he would play by his rules because he loved Cass. She was his weakness, that much was true. So when he faced Astaroth, looked him in the eyes and challenged him, he backed down as he always did, defenseless against Astaroth’s power. He could wield fire far better than Will ever could, and he would never become better than his teacher at this rate. Eight years of intensive training and Will still couldn’t keep up with him. “Fine, Astaroth. You win. I’m yours, you’re fucking puppet to pull the strings at every turn.” Letting out a snort, Will turned away from his demon, walking a couple steps away as the fire in his palms extinguished and he ran a hand through his hair. “You want more than power? Like what, Astaroth? You’ve me, you’re fucking minion, you own me. But what else do you want, huh? The world? Our world?” This was exactly what he and Cass were trying to stop. Could that possibly be why he was so against Cass to begin with? He had ulterior motives, Will just hadn’t figured them out yet. Yet, being the operative word here. “What do you want, Astaroth?”

And there it was, that gleam of realization in Will’s eyes when the boy became aware that it was the demon who had the upper hand. He always did. “I do not want to pull your strings but you keep forcing me to. Things did not use to be this way, my boy” the demon spoke in a calm and disapassionate tone. Through all the years of Will’s imprisonment, their imprisonment, they had worked together and become strong. Astaroth taught his human how to wield field, he helped him be resilient and collected, he trained him so he would never have to fear anything or anyone. They had their arguments but it could be said that for eight years they lived together rather peacefully. Until Casiopea and her demon appeared into their lives and the girl melted away everything he helped William become. “What I want is not so different from what you want. But I owe you no explanations”. Not when he would run to his little girlfriend and tell her everything as she asked him to do. He had been whipped by her and that meant his trust in Will had decreased. “So, is that all? You merely summoned me to throw your tantrum or is there something else?”. 

[thehunterpeterson]

Is there anything you would not do for your family?

Star Trek: Into Darkness (via thehunterpeterson)

[demon-astaroth]

will-callingwell:

The demon’s voice was clear from behind him, making the fire-starter turn around to face him. It was easy to feel intimidated by the demon’s appearance, but Will had not been afraid of Astaroth for many, many years. So he got into the demon’s face, stepping into what little space they had between them. “I remember what you said, don’t think I forgot.” His chest heaved up and down quickly, the flames engulfing his palms, burning the ends of his sweater. “Challenge you? Challenge, you? Threats go both ways, Astaroth. I can turn myself to ash faster than you can heal us to burn Cass again. Do you think I really have anything else to live for?” Will spat, a spiteful laugh pressing against his lips while his head began to shake. Did he really think he wouldn’t do it? Cass was the only good thing Will had in this world, and if she were gone…why would he wish to stay? Even if Astaroth did burn her alive, did he think that would make Will obey him? “You hurt her I will never help you get what you want. We both know what you want, Astaroth. Power. It’s always power.” 

Astaroth didn’t move at all when the boy got closer to him in his attempt at an intimidation act. William Callingwell could be deemed frightening, dangerous maybe even ruthless... only on human standars. To the demon that meant nothing because he had made Will what he was. Every cruel and terrible thing the boy could do, Astaroth had mastered it and had it down to a fine art. “We have talked about this before and I do not like to repeat myself, William” the demon’s tone turned much more serious now as he set his piercing golden eyes on the human “You will not do something like that ever again”. It was quite exasperating that a simple human girl could turn Will into such a fool, willing to end his own life just for a whim. “Besides, if you leave your poor Casiopea on her own, who knows what would happen to her. Her despair over losing you could consume her. Her fragile mind might snap. That damn Calypso would continue to torment her with a power the girl cannot control. Your father could get to her. Poor little Casiopea would not make it through the day without her knight in shining armor, would she?”. His lips twitched up into a small smirk, a knowing smile of the vilest kind. If there was one thing Astaroth knew for sure was that even if William hated him, he loved Casiopea more and he would shamelessly use that to control the boy. He would never end his own life if that meant his little girlfriend would be left at risk. “Do not fool yourself into thinking you understand my motives. If you want to believe it is just for power, fine by me”. There was so much more to it, so much more at stake. What Astaroth wanted wasn’t even something his human could comprehend.

[demon-astaroth]

will-callingwell:

@demon-astaroth

“Astaroth!” Will’s hands clenched into fists as he took big precise strides out into the abandoned courtyard, the night bit at him with cold air, nipping at various places that bared skin. His anger was flaring, and he kept warm with the fire radiating from his body, forming at the base of his fists. If he could, he would have thrown them at Astaroth’s fucking head for what he’d done. “You burned her. You burned Cass, don’t fucking lie to me! Not this time, asshole.” He paced waiting for his demon to arrive, knowing very well he was hiding somewhere deep in his mind, smiling and chuckling to himself as if it were a joke. “You think this is funny? Get the fuck out here, show me your face, coward.” He knew that would get to him, calling him a coward. Astaroth had no choice but to face him now. 

A smirk crossed the demon’s blackened lips. Hearing his human call out for him like that could only mean one thing. Will had at last found the mark he had so delicately left on his beloved Casiopea. Had Astaroth wanted it he would have turned the girl to ash but that miniscule burnt was merely a warning. “Why would I lie about it, boy?” the demon appeared behind Will, casually walking to come to stand before him. “A coward is someone who makes empty threats, William. I, on other hand...” he trailed off with intent, tilting his head slightly to the side. His threats were never empty. I swear to you I will turn Casiopea to ash before you can even muster the thought of wounding me again. Those had been his words and when the silly human dared to say he wouldn’t do it, Astaroth merely showed in a small way that he most certainly would. “That burnt on your precious girl is your own doing, my boy. You know better than to challenge me”.

[more-than-nuada]

[ohmykitharington-blog]

[will-callingwell-blog]

Will and Astaroth Go For a Drive 

“Cass has been lying to you, William, to us.” 

“Bullshit, you’re just angry because I trust her over you.”

“You ignorant fool. She wants to kill us, William, her and her little demon, Calypso.” 

“You’re wrong…you’re wrong, Astaroth.” 

“Am I William? You know she’s been keeping something from you this whole time, you know in your gut she’s lying. You heard her talking to that demon and she shut you out. You know what I say to you is true, William, you just don’t want to believe it. And you will die if I die, do you think she’d sacrifice the whole world for you, William? A murderer? An ex-convict? Stop playing the dutiful fool and be the intelligent and strong man that I know, William.”

[cass-espinoza]

In a world where demons and humans live as one, could you survive the torment and torture in your own mind?

KIT HARINGTON as William Callingwell BLANCA SUÁREZ as Casiopea Espinoza LUKE GOSS as Astaroth CARA DELEVINGNE as Calypso

[will-callingwell-blog]

In a world where demons and humans live as one, could you survive the torment and torture in your own mind? 

[will-callingwell-blog]

A retort would be a useless and quite childish reaction to the demon’s comment, because Asatroth was right. His father would be looking for him, if not putting up any road block he could around Boston and anyplace near it, New Hampshire included. Will let a sigh escape past his parted lips, turning away from the demon as his hand ran along his face, cupping his jaw. “And I’m grateful, for that. I can’t have shit like that happen again, not in front of Cass, with her around…Richard needs to be taken care of. I know that. But he’s my father, I can’t-” I can’t kill him. It was what he was trying to say, but could not. The words caught in his throat like a lump of coal, scratching at his skin, a sinking feel plumping down his chest. How would he be able to kill his own father? He would not. “Fine so we keep moving. We put distance between him and us, and we figure out a plan. We don’t even know what the hell we’re looking for anyway, I doubt we’ll get far.”

[demon-astaroth]

He knew that the boy’s silence could only mean that he’d accepted his words as correct. Good, maybe now he would stop whining and the two of them could stop wasting time fighting each other. With Richard after William, they needed to be closer, to work together. “Your father caught us off guard. That will not happen again. But if it does, you might want to have Casiopea around, kid. I have to admit she is much more powerful and handy than I gave her credit for” the demon spoke with evident hints of respect in his tone. He still did not favor the girl, it displeased him how distracting she could be for his human, but she was a more powerful ally than he initially thought. “Your father already shot you, William. He will have no qualms in trying to kill you again. But if you cannot kill him, I can”. The white-skinned demon nodded along the young man’s words. They still had no clues on what the next step of this quest would be and Casiopea and her demon needed to figure that out fast. “Go back to your little girlfriend and tell her to get to work. I’ll stay close by... I sense danger approaching”.

[will-callingwell-blog]

“I would have called it enjoying my down time but I suppose that was all a distraction for your grand mission to train me against my father. If you haven’t noticed, Richard isn’t here and it’s going to take him a while to track us down.” For fuck sake he could at least let him enjoy a little time off, eight years of extensive training hadn’t been enough for the demon now he wanted to take the only time he had away from everything away? There wasn’t prison, there wasn’t Richard, there wasn’t a weight of his responsibilities around right now to tell him otherwise. For once he could just stay in bed, kiss the girl he loved but no, this wasn’t proper for Astaroth. “Fuck off. Sure we have more pressing matters but give me a break would you? A was shot by my own father and bleeding out as I recall. That small break you gave me where he followed us again and Cass passed out, that was a break to you? If you really want us to get something done give us a moment, would you? Half my life you been here, you can be that patient to get what you want, you can continue. Right now I’m closed for business.”

[demon-astaroth]

“Are you so foolish to believe your father doesn’t have his whole unit after you already?” Astaroth spoke with a grave tone taking a step towards the boy. His golden eyes were set on him, beginning to burn with anger. Casiopea had given them a great advantage by putting some distance, he would give her that. But they should be using such advantage to plan and act, rather than waste their time. “We were shot” he pointed out as a frown formed on his brow “And I save us, William”.He could endure a bullet better than the human could, it was in the demon’s nature, but he had also suffered from the wound. He had suffered for and with William. “Don’t be a fool, kid. Your father is not wasting any waking moment in his mission to hunt you down. Neither should you” his tone wasn’t quite as stern as it has been, in fact Astaroth sounded almost worried. Richard would surely pull in every resource he had after the last encounter they had with the man. That bastard now knew things were more difficult for him because of Casiopea so he was bound to play whatever ace he had under his sleeve.