Gifts That Cost Your Soul 2

“Kellen, love.” said the mousy haired boy as he looked up and turned, blinking when he saw an eighteen year old blond haired blue eyed boy in a bright white toga standing in the middle of his bedroom, large white wings spread out behind him.

“Adam...” He said awkwardly, “It hasn't been long enough.” He deadpanned, making the angel tisk at him.

“Now don't be that way, love, or else you’ll burn in Lucifer’s pits.”

“Uh huh.”

“Now I trust you’ve done the seventeen hail maries I requested you do the last couple of nights?”

“Uh.. Sure.” Kellen said halfheartedly, turning around and refocusing on his history homework that he kept distracting himself from with thoughts of Whisper.

“Kellen!” Adam cried out, his thin tan arms wrapping around Kellen’s shoulders and leaned his head against the humans with a small whine. “You need to accept god and your lord Jesus Christ.”

Kellen made no show of acknowledging the Angels words and flipped a page. Pretending not to feel the angel start poking his chest. “Kellen! You need to believe!”

“It’s kind of hard not to when you’re right here.” Kellen deadpanned, picking up his pencil and writing down an answer.

“Kellen...Keeelllleen you need to accept the scripture, god's words, he loves you and you need to love him back.” Adam said in his ear, voice soft and almost magnetic. Kellen just let out a small breath of air and ignored the angel.

“Fine. I see I must take drastic measures. I'm going to stay right here until you recite the bible to me. “Kellen let out a long sigh, tonight was going to be a long one.

000

 

Whisper moved liked a shadow, smashing in the glass display window of the local pet shop down the street with nothing but his bare fist. He broke the surrounding glass and climbed through, ignoring the sirens that began to blare. He rolled his eyes, irritated by the noise as he scooped out the aquatic part isle. Peering curiously into each tank, he grinned when he finally came to what he’d been looking for. The goldfish in the tank swam lazily as if nothing was happening. He looked around the dark store, searching for something to put the fish in. A rack of small plastic carrying bags caught his glowing eyes and he snatched one up excitedly, eager to make up his wrongdoing to Kellen.

 

He slowly reached into the tank, following the fish that held the most resemblance to Bubbles and stalked it with his hand. When he felt the time was right, he snatched up the fish, careful not to squish it as he filled the bag with water from the tank and tossed the fish inside. Mission accomplished. He tied off the bag triumphantly and held the frightened fish carefully as he stole a bottle of fish food on his way out as well. Siren’s blared in the distance and he scoffed at them, crawling back out the window the way he came and disappearing into the night.

 

000

 

Adam let out a sigh as Kellen continued to ignore the Angel. He was getting better at doing so and it was getting on the blonds nerves. Even poking the small boy was losing its effects and that was the only thing that bothered Kellen. Adam wrinkled his nose with another loud sigh. The smell of demon was practically oozing off of the green eyed boy - disgusting. He definitely needed to be cleansed, a bath in holy water would do the trick; though at this point that might kill the human.

 

Something drastic had to be done. Something intense that Kellen had no hope in being able to ignore. So far the only thing he found that really got Kellen irritated was physically touching, words did nothing to upset the boy, his mentality stronger than most. So touching was the key... but what had he not already attempted? He poked prodded, he even went so far as to drape himself against Kellen’s shoulders and drag him down for a whole day.

 

“Kellen... ಠ_ಠ” Adam groaned in annoyance as he flopped down on the humans bed. His features started to fade into something more humanoid. The unexplainable light that radiated off his skin dimming until it was a soft shine in his blue eyes. His toga shifting into normal modern clothing, and his wings giving a soft shimmer until his back was bare. Leaving only a decidedly disheveled looking man on Kellen’s bed.

 

Whisper opened up the front door to Kellen’s house, locking the door behind him. Satan only knew if Kellen actually ever even locked his front door. He headed back for the boy’s room by memory and rounded the corner, stopping short.

“I thought I smelled something disgusting.” He sneered, his tail flicking in agitation. Both Kellen and Adam looked up and Adam let out a hiss at the sight of the demon.

“I could say the same, hell spawn.” Adam replied, sitting up. Kellen glanced between the two of them and leaned back, looking somewhat amused.

“Heaven get too boring again? Got to come down and entertain yourself bird boy?” Whisper grinned deviously, his teeth growing sharp. “What a shame.” he shrugged. “Would you like to spew some Jesus shit at me now or later?” He mocked. Adam’s lip curled up in disgust as he stood up and slinked his way over to Kellen. “As much as I can see your eagerness at hearing me preach I’m not here to save your black soul, it’s too far gone for God to lift up.” He slid his arms around Kellen who flinched a bit as annoyance darkened his features.

“Oh, of course not. You didn’t save me when you could. But it’s okay… I know even your coward of a God has his limits. I apparently did and still do exceed them.” Adam’s brows wrinkled slightly at the demon’s mention of saving...

“We do not save your kind. You were damned from the start.” Whisper smirked bitterly.

“Even your perfect heaven discriminates, huh?” He said. “Not so perfect is it? I’m glad you didn’t save me. Your heaven would have been a far more sinister punishment than anything my hell could ever cook up.”

Adam tilted his head looking slightly perplexed at the demon, never had he had a conversation with one who was so focused on the subject of being saved and whether heaven was good or not. Usually by now the demon would be attacking blindly, despite the rules that kept them from killing one another.

“Kellen, you do attract the weird ones, don't you love.” He murmured, ignoring the demons prods at making him angrier. Whisper stiffened and felt his hair bristle. His horns became visible and his nails became pointy and sharp.

“Kellen and I were just getting to know each other. I would just love for you to get the heaven out of here so he and I may continue to do so.” He clenched his jaw in irritation.

 

“Oh? Getting to know him, or trying to make a contract with him? Sorry, hell spawn but his blood and soul belong to god.” Adam hissed.

“Not really...” Kellen imputed softly.

“I don’t do contracts tweedy bird.” Whisper hissed. “His blood and soul belong to him and him only. It should be his choice who he gives them to if he decides to give them up at all. pfft, you angels are so fucking high and mighty. Always making decisions for people.” He narrowed his eyes.

 

Adam’s eyes narrowed and he slid one of his hands around and up Kellen’s jaw, the boy wrinkling his nose at the feeling. The angel tilted his head to the side and frowned, “You're not a full blood demon, are you?” He accused.

“That’s none of your business.” Whisper growled.

“So what’s the rest? Angel or human?” Adam asked, slightly curious. He had only met one other half blood demon before... and this one was decidedly more good than bad compared to her.

“None. Of. Your. Business.” Whisper annunciated his words slowly as if the angel had a learning disability. “Now, Kellen and I have things to discuss. Things that don’t involve you or your silly God. If you’ll take your disgusting hands off him and leave, we will get back to what we were doing before you so rudely interrupted Kellen’s studies.”

“...Hmm... this bothers you? I get to touch him all the time!” Adam said happily, petting Kellen’s hair and grinning happily, momentarily forgetting about fighting while touching the soft brown locks. Kellen let out a small sigh and started writing in his homework again. Whisper growled low and loud. His blue eyes glowed. He took a step in their direction.

“No. You bother me. Get out.” He hissed.

 

“Silly half breed, your condemned by god and Kellen believes in The Almighty God. Feast your demonic eyes on the proof!” Adam said dramatically waving his hand at a blank wall. He had to look again at the wall and glanced down at Kellen, “Love, where’s the cross of Jesus?!”

“...Oh, uh... I was using it to hold the window open.” Kellen said, lamely. Adams eyes snapped to the window, where the wooden cross was indeed holding the window open... the cross was upside down to boot!

“Mm. Some cross of Jesus.” Whisper rolled his eyes. “Looks like it’s pointing my way. Guess that means I can stick around, hmm?” He smirked at the angel deviously.  

 

Adam turned Kellen’s chair around, making the small boy squeak in surprise as Adam fell to his knees staring at Kellen like a kicked puppy. The mousy haired boy looked at him and then shifted his gaze away uncomfortably.

“I see... I must work harder... I'm so sorry I didn’t realize this sooner. You just need more love.” He wailed dropping his head into Kellen’s lap and letting out a sad sigh.

“Uh... No..?” Kellen said awkwardly, holding his hands up and looking anywhere but at the angel or demon. Adam let out another sigh, rubbing his head into the lap, making Kellen flinch. “I, I mean sure, now stop touching me.” Whisper narrowed his eyes and concentrated, feeling the currents of the air. His gaze locked on Adam and in his mind, commanded the air in his direction, smiling when it hit its mark.

 

Adam tilted and hit the ground with a thump, blinking owlishly up at the ceiling.

“Um.. Thank you...? But you could stand next time.” Kellen said obliviously as he stood and moved his chair back around. Whisper held back a laugh, glancing innocently away from the angel.

Adam shot to his feet and glared at the demon, his eyes glowing slightly with a bit of anger. “You should know your place Demon. To attack God’s first angel.”

“I attacked you? Prove it.” Whisper shrugged. “Go tell daddy on me. Like he cares. Why in heaven would God’s ‘first angel’ be messing around with a human kid like Kellen? Boredom I’m sure?”

 

“Che, thats - what was it? None of your business.”

“Hey guys, look at this.” Kellen turned his laptop towards the two fighting and pressed play. “Ima be a rapper uhhhadhahh because!” the video said in a derpy tone. Kellen stared at their baffled faces and turned the computer back to face him and clicked back to his homework silently.

         “...What the fuck...was that?” Whisper said in a disturbed tone. Adam stepped away from Kellen, wondering if they broke the boy.

         “ A vine. I thought it was funny.” Kellen said solemnly. Whisper stared at him with a questionable expression on his face.

         “...Right…” he said slowly. “Well at any rate… a creature of the light shouldn’t be out at night. Go away.” He turned to Adam.

         “You go away and cause terror to other people. This is my time with Kellen! I only get to see him sometimes!”

         “Hey, Adam, can you get me a new goldfish?” Kellen interrupted monotonously.

         “Eh? Where’s Bubbles?”

         “He expired.”

 

Whisper shifted, a little uncomfortably, looking away guiltily. Kellen shifted so he could look up at Adam who gave a soft sigh, “Goldfish don't last long... well I can look for one.. but it might be awhile before I can visit again.” Kellen’s face fell and he turned back to his computer.

“Never mind then. I'll get one at the pet store sometime.” He murmured. Adam put on his butt hurt face and started petting Kellen’s hair again.

“I’m sorry, love.”

“Mhm. Can you go now? I still have a lot of homework.” Kellen said, bluntly causing Adam to flinch and look down. “Alright..” The angel shot Whisper a glare and suddenly burst into an array of light.

 

Whisper rolled his eyes at the angel’s overly extravagant exit.

“Stupid angel.” He muttered. “God’s first stupid angel.” He let out a huff of irritation and turned, heading into Kellen’s bathroom.

 

He found the empty fish bowl on the counter and pulled the new fish he’d stolen out of his hoodie. It swam frantically in the tiny bag. He set it down and filled up the bowl with water and poured the fish in, staring at it intensely.

“Sorry bud.” He whispered as his eyes began to glow and he drew the fish’s tiny soul from its once lively body. It froze in place before floating lifelessly to the top of the water. Whisper closed his eyes and concentrated. He focused his energy within himself, trying to locate Bubbles soul. He took a deep breath once he’d located the tiny spark and exhaled deeply, trying to draw it out again. He concentrated harder, moving it out of himself and towards its new vessel. It took more energy than he imagined it would for such a small soul. He gave one last push of energy, forcing the spark into the new fish. He opened his eyes slowly and smiled slightly as the new fish convulsed and began to swim again. It’s beady little black eyes dark and lively again. He took more deep breaths, feeling a little worn out. He was excited and hoped Kellen would be to, and formally accept his apology.

“Hey, Kellen.” He called from the bathroom, gathering up the fish bowl carefully.

 

Kellen shifted at an odd wave of energy flickered in his bathroom, kind of like when Adam appeared or disappeared and was already up and going towards the bathroom.

“What are you doing?” Kellen asked stopping at the doorway to the bathroom and blinking at Whisper and... “Bubbles?”

“Here.” Whisper thrust the bowl into Kellen’s hands feeling suddenly a little shy. Demon’s don’t get shy you twat. Stop being stupid, It’s just an apology. No reason to get all sentimental…

“I’m sorry.” He said shortly. “It's not the same body-”

“But it’s his soul!” Kellen exclaimed staring down at Bubbles excitedly. He grinned up at Whisper and hugged the bowl to his chest. Whisper felt a grin spread across his own face as he watched Kellen hug his fish. The guilt in him slowly began to disperse. How did he know…?

“How did you know it was Bubbles?” Whisper cocked his head to one side curiously.

 

Kellen let out a small hum and leaned back on his heels, “I don't know, I just know how Bubbles feels.”

“Like… his presence?” Whisper questioned, trying to understand. “Or is it more like an aura?”

“Mmm, more like his soul. I can feel them?” Kellen tilted his head as he tried to put it into words. “You know, like... his tiny little soul is always calm and cute. Yours is kind of bubbly and wispy, like wind. Its weird though, i've never felt a soul in a demon before.” Whisper watched him for a moment.

He can… sense souls… he’s not fully human… He… has to be a halfblood… just like me…

“My… soul?” He said aloud, blinking. “I don’t have one… I’m a demon.” He said plainly. Kellen tilted his head to the side and crinkled his eyebrows, “Well... I feel one... did you eat a bubbly wispy human soul lately? I can sometimes feel that and mistake it... though when that happens the soul feels kind of diluted and yours doesn't.”

“No, I have not eaten a bubbly...wispy human lately… Just your fish…” He said, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion. “But it must be some kind of mistake.” He shrugged, his tail curling around his leg in subconscious discomfort.

 

Kellen shrugged and stepped back turning to go back into his room. “That’s what I feel around you, so you must have a soul.” He said simply. Whisper stared after him, horrified at the insinuation.

“I do not.” He said flatly, following the boy back into his room. “Me having a soul is like saying Hell is cold.”

“If you say so...” Kellen said placing bubbles on his desk and smiling softly at him before turning to Whisper, “I think having a soul is a good thing. It means you have a sense of self. Not a mindless thing starving for souls like the others.”

“Th...That’s how I am supposed to be.” He said his expression conveying only confusion and uncertainty. “Something is wrong. I am not supposed to have a...soul.”

 

Kellen bit his lip and gave a helpless shrug. “If it means anything, I like you with a soul...” Whispers gaze found Kellen’s big green eyes and some of his anxiety left him. He smiled weakly, uncoiling his tail and moving it to brush the boy’s cheek.

“...Thank you, sweets.” He breathed. The reason for his torture in Hell suddenly became apparent, but he didn’t want to believe it...

 

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