Δ Will @ Iblis 8)
Iblis crouched in the back of a forgotten alley, his wings spread out behind him and blocking the light from reaching the crumpled body that lay at his feet. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, but there was too much blood still, and it only smeared along his cheek.
He had been hunting this particular prey for a week...a pimp with a rather malicious streak and an unfortunate habit of sticking to well-lit areas. But finally he had made a wrong turn, and Iblis was able to snatch him. It was over in an instant, his neck was snapped before he could even scream, and all that followed was the sound of tearing flesh.
As he continued his gruesome work he picked up a faint familiar scent above the metallic tang of steaming blood. He cursed silently, before dragging the corpse deeper into the alleyway, pulling it behind a dumpster. It wasn't the best spot to have dinner but it was better than having to deal with exposing his true form like this. However, just as he felt satisfied that he had hidden it fully, a cellphone began to ring in the pimps pocket. It was loud, obnoxious, and Iblis growled as he reached into the pocket and angrily crushed it in his hand.
He was irritated with himself for being so careless, and his irritation only grew as he heard the familiar click of a gun cocking behind him. He sighed. He couldn't fly away at this point, it was too late, and he didn't have the advantage of Marc's Shadow assisting him this time.
He turned slowly as he heard footsteps approach, his hands raised with his palms facing outwards. There was no hiding the blood on his mouth and arms, but his wings kept what was left of his prey out of sight.
Such was the risks of hunting in the city. While keeping the population of the more vile examples of humanity down, the city was a far cry from the woods of his homeland, and he felt far more exposed here. This wouldn't be the first time a gun and been pulled on him, and it certainly wouldn't be the last, but as it was someone he knew this time it would certainly be far more awkward than normal.
He turned and looked upon Will, who was holding a pistol in shaking hands, aiming right for his chest. It would have taken a lot more to kill Iblis but he wasn't about to divulge that sort of information, and was far more concerned about reassuring the frightened man that he didn't mean him any harm.
Will, for his part looked up at the towering orange-eyed monster in front of him not recognizing the friendly dance-instructor he had met weeks earlier underneath the blood-spattered lavender skin. His hands shook, but he kept the gun pointed at Iblis, "W-what...what the hell are you?"
Iblis kept his tone calm, "Hello Will. I...didn't want you to see me like this but, you caught me at a bad time. I don't mean you any harm..."
Will backed away as he realized tha he recognized the voice despite the dual-tones it now carried,
"Iblis? What...no...what the f-what is this? What's going on? DON'T COME ANY CLOSER!"
Iblis blinked slowly, but stayed in the same spot, his palms still out, "It's a long story Will, and I'd be happy to discuss it with you, but I don't think this is the best place to do so."
"What did you do? What are you gonna try to do to me?"
"I don't mean you any harm, and I'm not going to do anything to you. I can explain everything but I need you to lower the weapon, please."
"Like hell! Why should I trust you? What are you?! A demon?"
"You don't have to trust me, but I am no demon."
He knew Will didn't really want to shoot him, he was understandably frightened however, and confused. Iblis kept his tone even and conversational, his pheremones exuding calm in the damp cold of the alleyway,
"Will, do you have a tissue?"
"Do I have-What?"
"Do you have a tissue? I realize my face is a mess..."
"...are you serious?"
"Yes. May I please have a tissue?"
Will paused, looking on in bewilderment before fishing in his pocket for a tissue, never taking his eyes off of the monster in front of him and keeping the gun trained should Iblis make even the slightest movement. He flung his arm out, taking a single shaky step forward to give Iblis what he asked for before immediately sliding back.
"Thank you Will...",Iblis carefully, almost daintily in fact, wiped his mouth and cheek free of blood, before cleaning his hands as well. Will watched, still not trusting fully in what he was seeing, but slowly coming to realize that the creature in front of him could have killed him in that moment had he really wanted to.
"Alright, I want answers. First of all, what the hell are you?"
"I'm a Lilim, your people call us Banshees."
"What are you doing here in the alleyway?"
"I'd be happy to answer that and anything else you want to know, but I think it's better for both our sakes that I take my human form again and we find a place to speak before I explain more..."
Will swallowed hard, before lowering the gun slightly, "Fine...but I want to know everything"
"As you wish...by the way...did you know there's a bullet lodged near your heart?"
