It was somber.
The world was never entirely good, nor evil but those who believe in this make the best of it. They had curfews, time to beware of your surroundings. Most of the city's rules was set upon for the younglings' protection.
The Academy next to the city was meant to remain out, Demonspreeds were very dangerous and highly destructive when they're against what stands in their way while trying to cross over into the Defenders' territories. Human land. Demonspreeds who rose from Hell to rid of humanity and forcefully take its place and because of their chaotic, low-rated minds it's not safe. The battle between Demons and Defenders has gone for almost ten years of fire, blood and death in many parts of the world, yet no one suffered more than the City of Greenwood.
He was the daredevil, and she was his best friend, partner in crime, the greatest person he's ever stumbled across while causing mischief the day they met at age seven. Like any other child's play was to steal candy, cause water fights, play video games, but he was stealing a box of condoms for his friend's sixteen year old brother. Dex was walking between the aisles of a store called Down'n'Isles, a record building, which sells some sugary goods, CDs, movies, the works. While grabbing a box then opening it, he caught someone's glossy, wavy, black mid-back length braids as he drops the condoms and follows her into the sweets section.
She was dressed appropriately in her defense, wearing ocean blue jeans, a gray tank-top along with an Outsiders' lather jacket which matched her brown skin perfectly as she browsed the cavity makers. Dex was just about to walk on over until his friend came in the way wrapping his arm around Dex's shoulder then drags him off near some custom made buttons in a basket by the East window.
"Where have you been?" the boy asks
His name was Willy Grayson. His cheeks and nose were covered in freckles, skin like soft caramel, curly dark brown hair and a slim demeanor. Sort of unfiltered, in your face some of the time and exciting to hang around, unlike his older brother Tim. He doesn't do drugs, but he has had sweaty sex almost on a daily basis for a sixteen year old. Very hormonal...
"Where do you think I am, idiot?" remarks Dex "Down'n'Isles."
Willy hits Dex's back with his hand while smiling
"And yet, I'm asking. We're suppose to meet at the skate park. Do you have it?"
"Yes, emptied, Willy. Remember. don't overflow with me just because I'm doing your weird ass brother a solid." Dex sighs "You're telling me you couldn't do this joke on your own?"
Willy shrugs as he picks up a button from the metal basket and stares at it before tossing it back
"I can, and I could, but you're better than me at this. I'm admitting it. Any ounce of evidence is gone once you're finished. "
"Although, there's a lot of truth in that sentence, you could have done it yourself."
Willy raises an eyebrow
"So, you don't want 10 bucks?"
"I'm not the one begging for it just like your brother begging to get laid. I can get my money another way, as for you, you guys live under the same circus roof."
"You've known me for a year, long enough to know that with my brother everything comes with a price..." said Willy
"Then this, my friend, is what we call a 'broken relationship'." Dex pauses "And besides, you interrupted me. I was about to do something."
Willy glances around the store then stops on the girl with wavy hair who's now in the Singular Cloud section with headphones on. He smirks.
"You were about to talk to her? She's really cute."
STAI LEGGENDO
Guns & Swords
AzioneDefender. Protector. Last hope. That's what Patt Coral thought she was before she and her best friend, Dex got bitten by demons then became hybrids. That has never happened, and yet why? Now with their newfound demonic powers fighting inside them...
