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  The demon stood looking down at the boy on the tiled roof, a sly smile on his lips. The boy's cloak which had covered his hair and build had slightly fallen away revealing part of his jet black hair. The demon leaned down and slung the boy over his shoulder and jumped off the roof landing easily on his feet. He smirked as he heard the warriors of an army as it approach and transformed back to his demon form. The boy on his shoulders as he loped out of the village and into the wild hills toward his cavern.

  The boys eyes flew open and he quickly sat up and a sharp feeling hit him hard in the back of his head. He laid back down quickly moaning at the intense pain that pounded numbly in his head. He didn't know where he was and he felt fear start to slowly dig its claws into his skin. He felt a chill settle itself on his spin making him shiver in the warm blankets that were wrapped around him. He tried to look around the room but the only light came from a window above his head. The light hit something on the far wall that was resplendent making the room a little brighter. The light danced on the walls in a weird a patern making his head spin even more. The boy decided it was best to close his eyes until the room stopped spinning around him but as soon as his eyes closed he dozed off into a black sleep.

  The demon walked into his room and  saw the human boy laying there and he almost forgot that this kid had actually hurt him. It wasn't even worth calling the cut on his upper arm a wound though he was surprised at how strong the boy had been. He sat down on the edge of the bed and stared at the boy. If you saw him in broad daylight without a cloak on and his eyes open you would think he was a demon. With his bright green eyes and his jet black hair it was hard to think that he was full human. He let a smirk cross his face and he stared down at the human in his bed.

  The boy slowly opened his eyes to the room where he'd first awoken to. It was darker know and his head didn't hurt as much as it had before, though it was hard to focus on anything in the near black room. He heard the bed creak next to him and fear ran quickly up his spin. He knew he wasn't at home and he knew he was hurt but he had no clue what lay next to him. He tried to turn his head to look but he felt a sharp pain in the back of the head that stopped him on the spot.

Description
  The demon stood looking down at the boy on the tiled roof, a sly smile on his lips. The boy's cloak which had covered his hair and build had slightly fallen away revealing part of his jet black hair. The demon leaned down and slung the boy over his shoulder and jumped off the roof landing easily on his feet. He smirked as he heard the warriors of an army as it approach and transformed back to his demon form. The boy on his shoulders as he loped out of the village and into the wild hills toward his cavern.

  The boys eyes flew open and he quickly sat up and a sharp feeling hit him hard in the back of his head. He laid back down quickly moaning at the intense pain that pounded numbly in his head. He didn't know where he was and he felt fear start to slowly dig its claws into his skin. He felt a chill settle itself on his spin making him shiver in the warm blankets that were wrapped around him. He tried to look around the room but the only light came from a window above his head. The light hit something on the far wall that was resplendent making the room a little brighter. The light danced on the walls in a weird a patern making his head spin even more. The boy decided it was best to close his eyes until the room stopped spinning around him but as soon as his eyes closed he dozed off into a black sleep.

  The demon walked into his room and  saw the human boy laying there and he almost forgot that this kid had actually hurt him. It wasn't even worth calling the cut on his upper arm a wound though he was surprised at how strong the boy had been. He sat down on the edge of the bed and stared at the boy. If you saw him in broad daylight without a cloak on and his eyes open you would think he was a demon. With his bright green eyes and his jet black hair it was hard to think that he was full human. He let a smirk cross his face and he stared down at the human in his bed.

  The boy slowly opened his eyes to the room where he'd first awoken to. It was darker know and his head didn't hurt as much as it had before, though it was hard to focus on anything in the near black room. He heard the bed creak next to him and fear ran quickly up his spin. He knew he wasn't at home and he knew he was hurt but he had no clue what lay next to him. He tried to turn his head to look but he felt a sharp pain in the back of the head that stopped him on the spot.