Demonbound intro (teaser, really)
Some people will tell you that all demons are to be feared. Some people will tell you the other side of that coin is the truth. I tell you it's a mix. Some demons you never, ever want to meet. Others are as harmless as your average garden snail or worm. The harmless ones actually make nice pets. Then there are the ones in the middle ground, the grey area. Demons that are powerful, yet would much rather interact peacefully with us humans. You're more likely to get asked the time of day by one of them then get attacked by one.
Then, there's my demon. He started off as the kind you don't want to run into. At least, that's how he was before I met him. He's in the middle ground now, unless you piss him off. Cerulean's complicated, has been since the day I met him. He scarred the shit out of me by playing a "prank," walking up behind me in a dark alley and saying 'boo.' Having been freaked out as I was, I hit him in the gut with a mini Louisville Slugger. How was I supposed to know he wasn't going to kill me?
Needless to say, our relationship had a rocky start. Why he agreed to be a bound demon at all, I don't know, let alone my bound demon.
But, I'm getting into the past too much here. Unless you want to know about the past. In which case, I'll continue.
Like I said, rocky start to the relationship. Cerulean, my demon(and friend), had and still has a 'I do what I want' attitude. Granted, we get along like gangbusters now, but it wasn't so easy in the start. There were times in that first year I thought he only allowed himself to be bound so he wouldn't have to continue living on the streets. The only times he would listen to me were when it was convenient for him. Things started to change as we got to know each other, though. We started getting along, met other Demonbound pairs, and he started listening to me.
Unfortunately, there was one person who didn'approve of Cerulean even existing. A man named Maxwell Evans, who styles himself like, hell, I don't know, the sophisticated bad guys from movies and comics if they were to try to be the good guys(examples - Jareth, Loki, Dracula). Something like that. He's old fashioned, for sure, and an old fashioned type like him felt that Cerulean was too strong and un-rully to be contained. The fact that Cerulean is a 'cross-breed' didn't help to disprove this thought process. As far as I know(which may very well be wrong), Maxwell is so old fashioned that he thinks humans should control 'demon breeding,' or something like that. Point is, he wanted to kill Cerulean and set me up to have a demon "more suited to a delicate young lady," or no demon at all.
He actually tried to kill Cerulean, once. To the surprise of him, Maxwell, and even myself, I stopped him from doing so. Fate had it in store for the full potential of my powers as a Demonbound human to bloom that night. I'm still not sure how it worked, but I basically put a(insert the name of a higher power of your choice here) up-held restraining order on the guy. Now, if Maxwell was to try and succeed to take Cerulean's life, he forfeits his own. I thank whatever power's in charge, be it God, Odin, Zeus, Vishnu, Ra, whoever, that the man's convictions aren't strong enough for him to meet that goal.
But, enough of this. The past is the past, and the only thing we can do is look back on it and learn from it. Time moves on, like a river. Slow at times, fast at others. We'er all given boats in which to ride that river. Some, better boats then others, but we make do with what we have, striving for something better, something more. Some find it, some don't, and others are just content to be on that river at all.
