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Episode 9: Cradled In My Arms

Tord walked outside, the entire club was taking a toll on his head already, the soft blowing of the wind sent shivers down Tord's spine. He fiddled with his fingers a bit before looking back at the door; Tom might be in danger right now, even if this were a familiar surrounding for him, being left alone there with Matt is a hazard.

He took a deep sigh and walked back inside again, he sat down on a booth and played with a coin. From the corner of his eye, he saw Tom drag Matt into the restroom, Tord caught the coin in his hand and let it burn through the plastic table. It irked him knowing that Tom was doing things with Matt and they were also taking an unusually long time—maybe Tom is in danger now...

Tord closed his eyes and activated his sightseeing to look through walls and eavesdrop on whatever was happening there; Tord's focus suddenly disappears when he realizes that this was the number one reason why Tom was upset on the first place—he needed to stop being overbearing towards him.

He just really hoped that his new friend was safe, so just to make sure, a bit of sightseeing won't hurt.

The things he heard was something that he had assumed and therefore prepared for it but he still felt his heart drop. Matt's prominent harsh tone towards Tom was already making his blood boil sure, he was mad at himself for not believing his gut and letting a demon live with him but Tom was his friend.

The music suddenly slowed down until it came to a halt, the people dancing became frozen; pieces of the bathroom door flew through the air as Matt came rushing out with Tom lunging at him.

Tord was frozen in place, he watched as Tom was helplessly tossed around like a toy—his body couldn't move at all. If helping a demon out was a way of turning his back on Heaven then he will gladly be a traitor, Tom was a friend in need, and he needed his help.

Dark smoke filled the room, Lilith's appearance was enough to send shivers down Tord's spine, her tone and vile aura radiated nothing but disgust, and to think that this was Tom's mother is thoroughly concerning. After she had monologued, she disappeared through the cracks of the floor, leaving Matt alone with Tom's unconscious body.

He quickly took Tom from Matt's grasp and covered his body with his coat; Tord laid him down on a booth and glared at Matt as he prepared himself for battle.

Matt smiled wickedly as he shifted into something more grotesque, he grew until his body broke through the ceiling, two faces more faces appeared, his claws sharpened as he let out a low growl.

Tord summoned his flaming sword and flew through the hole that Matt created, he threw a hew at his leathery skin—blood seeped from Matt's chin, he swatted at Tord and sent him spiraling down against the concrete. Tord shook this off and pushed a thrust on his chin, Matt's chin melted off and fell on the ground, All of his three heads let out a scream as he tried to stop the bleeding; it regenerated slowly and Matt has already been weakened by the hit, the flames on Tord's sword became brighter he aimed it at Matt's heart and started flying towards it.

Matt snapped his fingers and everything went back to normal, the music became louder and louder as the people started to move again, Tord shifted back to his human form and saw Matt hold his chin in his hands, although he wasn't able to check up on him. He then looked around for Tom and saw a guy eyeing him, Tord quickly picked Tom up and glared at the guy before walking off.

The bumpiness of the road woke Tom up, his horn ached and his head throbbed, blood dripped from his nose as he tried to make sense of his whereabouts. A gentle hand was placed on top of his head and stroked his hair slowly, Tom closed his eyes and sighed; his face felt warm when he realized that the fabric covering him was Tord's. He covered himself with it and transformed back to his human form, his hand felt the space around him only to realize that his shades were gone, he covered his eyes with his hands and sighed,

"I guess you know now, do whatever now, I lied to you badly and yet you saved me"

"we're friends, that's the bare minimum of friendship, I know what you think and this won't change anything"

"you say that like something is going to change, you saw him out there! Matt's going to kill m-"

"us, he's going to kill use, I may or may not have spliced his chin"

"Tord-"

The road suddenly became dark, fog covered their surroundings—Tom panicked— the car suddenly lost balance from the front mirror, one of the tires suddenly detatched; in a fickle of time the car went off the roads and was sent tumbling down the cliff.

It was a haze, Tord's screaming was drowned out by the noise outside, his body was too weak to transform...Something in the form of a dagger suddenly pierced his chest, he could feel his body finally give up as the world turned dark.

Tord removed Tom's seatbelt and held him close, he still had enough time before both of their bodies fall to their untimely deaths. With Tom pressed against his chest, he broke through the car door and transformed into a Seraph, he shielded Tom with the wings on his head and flew the two of them from the vehicle.

Tord placed Tom's body gently on a patch of moss, he then transformed back into his human form and stretched. Something wet touched his toes, he bent down and touched it before putting it to his nose.

Blood.

There was a hole on Tom's chest, his stuff was already gone so there was nothing he could aid him with. He looked around the forest and foraged for a banana leaf and used it to cover Tom's wound (a makeshift dressing). The bleeding didn't stop, he elevated Tom's body and applied more dressing, blood covered Tord's hands; Tom would die of blood loss if he doesn't do anything... Using his flame, might harm Tom more than heal him but at situations like this cauterizing the wound is his last resort. Tord tore off the dressing and pressed his finger against the wound until it had dried up.

Tord pressed his ear against Tom's chest and heard faint beating, he smiled and grabbed a couple of branches and placed them in a pile before setting it on fire with his fingers. He laid beside Tom and wrapped an arm around him protectively, his eyes felt heavy after a while, he let out a yawn.

Tord muttered prayers before falling asleep with Tom in his arms.

The two of them fell asleep by a campfire under a blanket of stars finally at rest of the turmoil they went through.

Matt gripped his chin in pain as Lilith sat beside him sipping a glass of wine. He was extremely disappointed in himself, his shadow returned with a scowl on its face as well. Lilith rolled her eyes, as she tapped her talons against the table.

"don't frown, you finally let them know how much of a threat you are"