The moon hangs high over a quiet, blue lit graveyard. The air aflame as stone tombs melt under the bright blue light.
Amongst the singed grass lays a boy resting inside a circle of sapphire flames. His glowing piercing eyes stare into the sky, focused, the screams of villagers striking his mind.
Images of a bloodied dirt path trail in front of him.
He follows, the screams getting louder and louder the deeper he goes, the flames around his body begin to burn black as the trail of blood stops at the feet of a man, clad in white bloodstained lab coat, his devilish smile as he holds a young girl's almost lifeless.
Suddenly the flames around the boy roar into the sky as his arms burn a bright white. Scorch marks rend into his body as the flames continue to burn hotter.
"That's enough" a voice echoes from beyond the wall of flames as they disperse.
The boy sits up, wincing as the wounds on his body begin to close.
"Sorry Grimm..."
"You saw her didn't you?" Grim asks as he crouches down next to the boy.
"Not just her but Karia too," The boys hand digs into the ash beneath him.
"Don't even think about it Lasarious." Grim scolds as he taps Lasarious with the but of his scythe.
"Your souls too out of whack, Remember you're a prospect now, just let her go."
"You know I can't do that," Lasarious eyes focus on the coffin Marking on the back of his hand, "I know she's still alive, she has to be." His eyes flash over an emerald green, as his body becomes surrounded in that same flame. healing his scorched body, leaving faint scars in its wake.
Grim sighs as he stands back up. "Relax with the green flames would you. You don't want to rush things more than you have already. Focus on your..."
"Focus on my black, red and blue flames right?" Lasarious smirks, cutting grim of before his attention becomes drawn to the forest around him.
"Hold that thought Grim I just wanna check something out" Lasarious said, His feet infighting in a blue hue as he bolted across the lit gravestones.
The sapphire flames returning to him as he reaches the graveyard exit.
Grim smirks as He watches him make it to the tree line, his hollow eyes looking around at the melted tombstones, "you kept those active all that time. You really are a scary kid."
Amits the canopy in the forest, demons of the night stalk their prey. The stench of rotten animal corpses mixing with the sickly acidic blood of demons.
As Lasarious patrols the woods demons parting in his presence, forcing them to hide as he comes to a sudden halt on a sturdy tree branch, his head on a swivel as he sans the area.
"What the hell, I know I sensed at least a few demons enter the forest." He sighs to himself before slumping down against the tree, "maybe Grim's right and my soul really is out of whack." Rolling his head back against the trunk, closing his eyes as blue embers begin scattering from his body across the forest.
After moments of complete stillness Lasarious gathers all the embers but one, in a single deep breath his body becomes engulfed in blue flame and swaps places with the last ember. His stomach churning at the sudden movement, covering his mouth as he holds in the urge to vomit.
A large thud was heard at the base of the tree, followed by demonic chuckling, Catching Lasarious' attention.
"C'mon Baby, we know you have a thing for demon dick. So how about you make this easy for us and stop struggling."
At the base of the tree, grotesque demons loom over a young girl around about Lasarious' age, their tongs hanging out of their mouths, tendrils holding her pinned, their discussing hands grip and claw at her clothes as she wriggles and struggles against them.
"You basterds really think I'm gonna make this easy for you just because that bitch infected me." The girl smirks as she sinks her teeth into a demon's tong and tears it from the demons mouth, making it scream and recoil away from her.
Lasarious chuckles as he watches the events beneath him, the amused sound attracting the attention of everyone below.
"Need some help down there," Lasarious smirks down to the girl, but before he can get a decent look at her face, another demon forces her to look at them instead.
Lasarous' eye twitches as he becomes silent, leaping down in a blue blur, placing himself between the group of demons and the girl.
Her gaze snapping up to as the tendrils keeping her restrained turned to ash. The hand that had grabbed her face just not mere seconds ago falling limp to the floor. Forcing the demons to back off.
Hiding a sigh of relief behind the demons screams of pain, before returning to her usual bravado. "What the hell are you doing kid I can handle these guys..." Her voice trailing off as she notices the blade made pitch black fire in his hand.
"Then why didn't you kill them before they pined you to that tree." he says, looking over his shoulder.
The girls breath catches as his eyes glow a hollow white, pierce straight to her soul. "I... uh... My souls basically running on empty thanks to these assholes... and Lust."
The tongueless demon leaps towards Lasarious, it's claws poised to strike at his throat, just before the creature's claw can reach him, his hand snatches the claw, tightening it as he snaps the demons' fingers.
"Say no more." Lasarious, turning his attention to the demons "Let me handle these guys,"
Lasarious delivers a swift kick to the toungless demons' skull, making it spin of leaving it now completely beheaded. Before the body could fall to the ground he appears behind another, beheading it with one swing of his fiery blade before plunging it into the final demon. Leaving a blue trail of flaming footprints in his path.
The girl struggles to register what she just witnessed. The speed, the precision, remind her a lot of someone she'd rather forget; she presses her back against the tree wanting to run, but her legs melt under her as the blue flames spread and consume the dead bodies.
"Y... You're not human, are you?" She asked as she watched as the skin on his hand flake and burn to ash.
Lasaroius looks back, his eyes returning to piercing blue as he cocks his eyebrow, "What kind of question is that, of course i am," he says walking over, the flaming sword vanishing from his palm as he holds it out towards her.
The girl glances down at his palm, A line of singed flesh scaring it to the bone as small green embers patch up his skin.
"Oh yeah, i never got your name," Lasarious says, snapping her attention to his voice and now emerald eyes.
His smile, a calming sight to her as she slowly reaches out her hand to take his. "The Names Zenith," Her eyes widen expecting his hands to be warm but no they're cold, ice cold, before she could question anymore the sudden reprieve causes her to fall forward into his arms, her head and body feeling heavy from the days of running.
"C'mon let's get you somewhere you can rest up without any demons hunting you," Lasarious says as he cradles her in his arms with little resistance as he carries her back to the graveyard.