The Swish of the Scythe
Chapter 3
Previous ChapterNext ChapterSunset sat in bed that night, pretending to be asleep. Being supernatural had its perks: being able to see what others could not; a whole load of magic; and being kept alive and healthy by this magic, meaning that she never had to eat, go to the gym or sleep. However, she had to look like she was sleeping when Twilight/Midnight Sparkle came to visit. She knew it would happen. She had let slip that she knew. It was entirely accidental, but still, she wanted to look innocent. Thankfully, she had no skull and crossbones, so Midnight would be unable to harm her. For the moment.
Midnight stared at her, not wanting to let Sunset live but knowing that she had to or her soul would be lost. She felt sorry for Twilight and the state she was in. The human in her wanted to die and rest in peace with her family. The demon in her had a primal urge for survival. Sunset knew that she had to kill her, but that she could be taken out as well if she wasn't careful.
She had known what Twilight was from first sight. As she had been sapping positivity and radiating it again in the classroom, she had seen Twilight as she really was: half human and half demon. Thankfully, Twilight had not immediately seen Sunset as a threat. However, after those two little slips, she knew she was in danger. Killing demons was a risky job anyway, but she preferred to do it when the demon was unaware that they were in danger. For the last two hundred years, she had been doing this line of work. Some demons had been around for millennia. Those were usually the hardest to kill: they were fully grown, knew how to go about her business unnoticed and could kill fifty people in the blink of an eye. Juveniles were a lot easier, but only when they did not know they were in danger.
She heard Midnight talking to another demon, and her worst fears were realised. Both Midnight and a fully grown demon knew that Sunset was a threat. Ouch. Sunset was going to have a lot of work. She doubted her ability to wipe out both of them, yet knew that at least one had to be gotten rid of.
For the first time in about a hundred and fifty years, she thought about her life choice as a demon slayer. She had done so well so far, yet she knew that she needed something else. Friendship. She made friends while tracking a demon, then left when it was dealt with. Now, however, she felt that she needed true friends to stay with. Maybe Twilight's friends? That wouldbe cruel, though. She also felt bad about killing an innocent girl. She had killed half demons before, but she had recently learned how to separate demons from the host. This would leave Twilight as a supernatural, as she would have abilities that ordinary humans didn't, but she would be free of Midnight Sparkle, who could subsequently be killed. That was how Sunset had gained her powers. Many supernaturals were born, but there were always the exceptions.
When both demons had left, Sunset got out of bed and pulled out her diary. It had a brown leather cover adorned with a picture of the sun, one half red and the other half yellow. It was similar to the Yin and Yang symbol. The cover could be removed and put on a new set of bound pages, so she would never need to buy an new one. She grabbed her enchanted pen, the ink of which could only be seen by supernaturals, and began to write. When she was finished, she reread her entry.
3/4/2020
Today was my first day at Canterlot High. It was cool, better than Crystal Prep Academy, where the rules were stricter and life was not as fun. Hopefully, now that the Principal, Abacus Cinch, has been separated from her demon, she will be kinder to her students. However, the situation at Crystal Prep is not worrying me as much as the thought of another half demon. Her name is Twilight Sparkle, demon name is Midnight. Juvenile demon (less than 250 years since she became a half demon) so it should be easier to separate the two than it was with Cinch. However, both she and the demon who cursed her now recognise me as a threat, and Midnight has permission to kill me if I attack her. What I hope to do is separate her from Twilight so that Midnight is easier to kill and Twilight can stay alive. I'm hoping that we can be friends, but so far, I am worried that she will turn me away because I know her secret. She is unaware of the fact that I am a supernatural, as she can only see sinners, but I still worry.
I also yearn for a break in hunting the demons that plague the Earth. I yearn for friendship, true friendship, and to live like a normal person for a while. My friendships usually only last the length of time it takes to kill a demon, then I move on. I am fed up of that now. I need to settle down somewhere, maybe have a relationship. I have not thought about settling down fot a century and a half. I wasn't ready then, but I think I am now. I long for the uncertainty to end. It's very unlikely to end, as I am often tracked down by demons who wish to kill me for harming their friends, but I don't want to travel any more. There's more to life than this. I will make a decision once I have helped Twilight.
Sunset.
Sunset snuggled under the duvet again and thought about how she would tell Twilight that she only wanted to help. Half demons under 250 years old were the easiest to talk to, as the demon was not fully in control. She thought happy thoughts, and stepped over into the realm of the afterlife. It truly was heaven. She visited Twilight's family, and told them what she was going to do. They were happy with it. Good. Now all she needed to do was talk to the girl. She knew that this would be how it always was: easier said than done.
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