Read The Demons Demise :: Truth (Part 2)

Kurkoren looked up at Anouke. "Lex is waking up. Why don't you take care of him; make sure he's okay? Or don't you care about him anymore - now that he's a Bai Ze?" He asked, tilting his head. Anouke looked down, looking at his brothers lifeless hand on the floor with slightly curled fingers. "Of course I do. I don't care what that Bai Ze did before. However you found that out... Lex isn't that same one and I still want to change him." Anouke stated, certainty flooding through his bones like the blood rushing through his body. "Wasn't expecting that." Kurkoren admitted.

Anouke jogged over to Lex and held his head up as he groaned. He looked over to Kurkoren still kneeling near Raziels body. "What're you trying to do..?" He asked a little skepticle.

"I'm hungry."
"Please don't! I don't know what's going on anymore, but you seem to have gone a lot more passive." He mentioned, watching Kurkoren hesitate to feed.
"Have you really forgotten me, Anouke?" He said and looked up with the eyes he used to look at Anouke before with. Kindess and acceptance when everyody else left him after the incident with his father.

As they both stared at each other, realization hit Anouke like a wave just crashed over him and he felt sick. Lex’s head slipped from his hand and hit the floor with a small ‘thud.’ He covered his mouth with his hand and began to feel dizzy. “Gosh, you’re--” He stood up and leant against a tree with a headache. “Ariuk, you’re… Goodness, you look nothing like yourself.” He looked into his yellow, beady eyes.

They both reached out to each other. “Come back to me, brother.” Anouke whispered, and pushed himself off the tree, still keeping his balance. Ariuk stepped forwards but stopped and looked into the shadows. “I know you’re there, Dayle.” He murmured.
“Good going, Kurkoren. Though, may I ask… What is that Angel still doing alive?” He pointed to Anouke. “And Lex is still here. Finish up your job and bring Lex back and report back to Akuma what you saw.”

Dayle sprinted off, not to return for at least a while. Kurkoren turned back to Anouke and Lex. “Why are you called ‘Kurkoren’?” Anouke questioned.
"Prick." Kurkoren stated to Dayle's command.

“Um, we don’t keep our origional name. An Angels name in the Angels Antagonism?” Kurkoren hopped over to Anouke. “As I’m sure you found out, I’m your brother and that’s why I know that a Bai Ze had sort of killed our parents before. And Lex also knows that because I told him. We were best friends in the Angels Antagonism.” He hauled Lex in his arms, holding him carefully. “Sorry, brother. But I have to take him back now.”

Anouke reached out but dropped to the ground as Kurkoren hopped in the air, sprinting off to see Akuma. Lex wriggled a lot as he tried to awake from his slumber. “We’re nearly there.”

Anouke rolled over, staring at the light sky. “Will I ever see you again, Lex?” He whispered as a breeze wafted over him, carrying his question out to the world.

Kurkoren dropped onto the floor, skidding on his heels to a stop. Lex lifted his head up and realized where he was. “Wait, why are we here..?” He asked, afraid. Kurkoren put him down but held his arm firmly, making sure he wouldn’t be able to run away. “This is…”
“Yeah, this is Akuma’s house – also your child-hood home. He’s been waiting for you for a while now, so don’t keep him waiting for much longer. Else you’ll have an even worse punishment then he has planned for you.” Kurkoren explained with sympathy – Lex was his friend after all. His best friend.

“O-okay… What do I have to speak about? Report what I’ve been doing or- or… Or something else?”
Kurkoren leaned closer, whispering in his ear. “About Anouke.” He paused and leaned back, giving Lex some space. “I can walk you inside, but at his command, I’ll have to leave.”
“Okay. Stay as long as possible…” He rubbed the back of his neck nervously before entering. “Here I go.”

Lex reached for the door knob, twisting it with his fingertips and pushed the door open slowly. Kurkoren walked in front of him and lead him to the dining room. Akuma sat at the chair at the top of the table, fingers intertwined and elbows rested upon the tables surface. “Well, well. If it isn’t Lex.” He said and stood up from the chair.

Like a shadow manifesting from a sudden stream of light, Akuma interposed himself between Kurkoren and Lex. “You may leave now, Kurkoren.” Akuma said – it was an order, not an option. Kurkoren nodded and gave a slight bow before stalking out of the room calmly. “How have you been, my son?” Akuma asked.
But when he looked up at Akuma, there was also a subtle glimmer of rage.