Into The Devil’s Heart

The room was immersed in complete silence, she stared at the man before her still trying to process all the information he’d said.

She opened her mouth to disagree with everything but the look on his face left her speechless. She could feel it, there was no doubt whatever he was saying was nothing but the truth.

“Am I truly an angel?” She stammered, still in disbelief.

Canon tilted his head to the side but didn’t respond, his gaze was somewhat different. It was so intense like he was trying to heat her from within.

As if reacting to his hot gaze, Audrey gulps down and adjusts herself when she realizes she is in his shirt and nothing else.

She glances at the door pondering on what to say to bring his attention back to their discussion.

“How is Baston?” She forces herself to ask something.

Only then did the man’s gaze leave her thigh, “bad!” He spoke out without holding back.

Audrey frowns, “what do you mean by bad?” She asked in confusion. She can’t quite remember if he said Baston could heal himself or maybe not.

“No one can heal the injury inflicted by an angel,” he said.

“What do you mean?” She asked, still not grabbing anything he was saying.

“Angels are like poison to witches and demons” he explains.

The line on Audrey’s face was very visible, “does this mean” she stutters as fright grips her heart.

“He might, as well as he might not” he answered directly, not waiting for her to complete her words.

Audrey could feel her bones broken into pieces, it hurt to know Baston would have to die because of her.

“I’m a horrible person” she cries out. All Baston ever did was protect her but here she is, being the cause of death.

“I killed him,” she cries bitterly. Her heart was broken, she could feel it shattering from within. “H-he didn’t deserve this, he was just” She struggled to explain in between sobbing but couldn’t. It was shocking to her.

Cannon stood on his spot, motionlessly watching her cry. He doesn’t understand why she feels so guilty about herself, it’s not like the man is dead… Though he might die if nothing is done.

After a while of watching her yet there was no sign of her stopping anytime soon, he moved closer and pulled her into his arms. As if motivating her, Audrey burst out in tears more.

“I killed him, he’s going to die” she keeps on saying in between her sobbing.

“He’s not dead,” he said as a matter of fact.

” He isn’t?” She asked, staring at him with slightly swollen eyes.

He nods in response, she frowns but doesn’t say a word.

“H-how come? Though you said” She fights to speak but he stops her.

“Never said he is dead though he will if nothing is being done” he explains. It’s still quite funny to see her cry just because someone is dead. Even though he knows he can’t die, it makes him wonder if she will cry for him when she’s told he’s dead.

“Huh? How can we save him?” She asked thoughtfully, her broken and sad face now lit up trying to think through.

“Wait!” She said over her voice excitedly, “You are the devil, that only means you are very powerful and you can make him well again” she said eyes sparkling at her smart thinking.

“It doesn’t work that way bunny” he breathes out and wipes away her tears. “Only fire of higher source is used to combat fire,” he said.

Audrey frowns, “you can’t heal him?” She asked, though it was a question she sounded disappointed.

“Only an angel can save him” he didn’t bother answering her question.

“But how? I can’t even bring back the fire” she said, staring at her palms.

Ever since that night, everything seems to be like it never happened. She feels so normal and doesn’t know how to go about things.

“I feel so useless ” she cries, knowing there is no other way she can help Baston.

“you can” he spoke out grabbing Audrey’s attention, ” if you practice hard and learn to bring it to life”

” But” she wasn’t sure if she could do it.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

” That’s the only way you can save him,” he says. Truth is, even he can’t help Baston. Unlike how easy it gets to be the devil and all his healing abilities, he can’t quite remember how he suffered from the injuries he sustained when he was cast out of heaven and thrown to hell.

Thanks to his powers, he was able to help himself but can’t help another. But apart from that, it’s the only way he can get Audrey to train more to awaken her powers.

He knows fully well one can awaken his or her inner beast when there is a push and desire to want to… Even though he’s gotten her red button, he still needs her to want to bring it out, everything.

“If I can bring forth my powers, will he be saved?” She asked.

“Depends,” he said, knowing she has limited time.

“There is a time limit for him to be consumed and die at the tail end.” He explains, “It all depends on how much time you give it so you can get your powers and save him” he adds.

“H-how long can he last?” She asked in a cracked voice.

“Fourteen days,” he explains.

“If I am unable to do it before the 14th day? ” She asked even though, deep down, she knows the answer.

“Then he dies,” he said without batting an eye.

He watches Audrey tense, faces all pale. Of course, he was expecting such a reaction from her. He knows full well how hard it is for her, to find out the truth about herself and at the same time feels pressed to try to find out her inner self in a limited time without even giving time to process everything.

“will… Can you help? ” She asked after a long silence, eyes staring at him pleadingly.

He pulls her into his arms and lets her lie on his shoulder. “You don’t need to ask, I will help you out and make sure you get to bring it out faster” he assured.

Audrey snugs closer feeling the comfort feeling of his body, “Thank you, My Lord” She was very grateful.

He rubs on her back silently, gazing at the wall. For a moment, his gaze changes from golden to violet crystal before going back to its normal color.

Before Audrey could process what was happening, she found herself dozing off in his arms, unable to keep herself standing.

He carries her and places her on the bed, pulls the sheets over her body, and quietly watches her sleep. That’s the only way he can get her to rest knowing she is a strong-willed lady.

“Doesn’t matter who you are, I will do all in my power to make you be like me” his tone was promising, and with a smile, he kissed her forehead and walked out of the room.