“Why are you doing this?”
The demon paused in their cooking as they heard the hesitant question, lifting their head as they turned to look at their nervous charge. Instantly the child dipped their head again, fiddling with the untouched plate in front of them as their shoulders drew up defensively.
It was obviously they expected some kind of punishment for the innocent question.
The sight was enough to make the demons rage flare again, though they were quick to reign it back in with a few controlled breaths, not wanting to frighten them any further than they already had. Taking in a deep breath, they forced their shoulders to relax, turning their attention back to the food in front of them as they answered, tone purposefully gentle.
They had known this question was coming.
“Because, I am your assigned Guardian, little one.”
The answer obviously wasn’t what they had been expecting, their expression filled with confusion as they looked up at the demon once more, their curiosity temporarily overwhelming the fear they felt.
“But….you’re a Demon.” They spluttered incredulously, wincing and curling in on themselves slightly when they realised how rude they had sounded.
Instead of getting angry however, the demon only nodded.
“Yes, but I’m sure you’ve heard of the term Guardian Angel?”
At the child’s hesitant nod, they continued.
“All angels are expected to watch over humanity, guiding and protecting them where they can, but high ranking angels are somewhat different. Whilst most angels are expected to spread their watch over any human they come across, never picking favourites or giving one human more attention over another, the highest ranking angels, have what is called a Bonded.”
Seeing the child’s confusion only grow, the demon sighed and elaborated, their voice patient despite their nature.
“A Bonded, is a specific human that an angel of high rank, is assigned upon their creation. Unlike other angels, once the bond activates, which can happen at any stage during a humans life, they are expected to watch over and protect that human above all else….. You, are my Bonded.”
Somewhat overwhelmed, the kid spent a few minutes absorbing this, watching as the demon finally came over and added more food to their plate, before speaking quietly, their voice small as realisation slowly dawned.
“Then….you were once a….?”
Instantly they regretted the question, letting their words trail off quietly as the rest remained unspoken. Wisely, they chose not to mention the way the demons movements momentarily faltered, and after a few moments of awkward silence, they continued, both of them pretending the previous words had never been spoken.
“So…. do all ang-….. Guardians, do this kind of thing?”
Instantly the demon scoffed and sneered, setting aside the empty pan and regaining their former demeanour as they settled in the chair across from them, their tone full of scorn as they replied, though they could tell it wasn’t directed at them.
“Of course not, those uptight puppets are too unshakably obedient to break or bend the rules, and the rules state that one must remain detached, and never reveal themselves to their bonded, no matter how dire the situation.”
Frowning, the kid spoke up quickly in confusion, absently beginning to eat as the demon across from them subtly pushed their plate a little closer.
Quickly they trailed off, flushing at the reprimanding look they received for speaking with a full mouth, focusing on chewing instead. Now that they had actually tasted the food, they realised how hungry they were, quickly beginning to dig into their meal in earnest, though their attention remained on their Guardian.
Content that their charge was finally eating, the demon leaned back in their chair, ignoring the slight flicker of warmth they felt in their chest at the sight of them enjoying themselves. Despite the warmth in their gaze, their voice was still hard as they spoke, their words cutting through the air like a whip, sharp and angry.
“Because unlike those shortsighted pawns, I’m not afraid to directly interfere…”
Anger simmered in the demons gaze as they spoke, their eyes burning brightly, and sharp teeth glinting as their lips pulled into a sneer, though somehow the sight was starting to become more comforting than frightening.
“I refuse to let you remain with that filth any longer…. from now on, you will live with ME.”
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