The black night lorded over the skies as two boys sat satisfied behind a cluster of boxes.

Their mouths watering at the smell of the roasting beast.

"You still owe me for that knife." Jack said with a hint of annoyance.

"Once we sell the hide, i'll get you a new one." Deylor replied nonchalantly.

The two boys sat in silence, their bodies ached and their minds were tired.

The two boys sat in silence, their bodies ached and their minds were tired.

"Looks about ready." Jack groaned loudly as he got up.

He quickly teared a peice off the top of the meat.

As he chewed it fast his face screamed of flavour.

"That good?" Deylor asked in surprise.

Jack quickly consumed his share fast before gulping and responding.

"Too good."

Deylor took a bite himself and the flavour erupted like a latent volcano.

The juices of the meat burned in his mouth as his taste-buds screamed at the spices.

Deylor quickly exclaimed "God this is amaz-"

"Deylor." Jack asked solemnly.

"Are those horns on your head?"

Deylor slowly lifted his hands to his head just to feel the shape of horns.

Deylor slowly responded "Yeah, but they've always bee-"

"You're a demon Deylor."

"I'm a what?"

" A demon."

"I mean isn't that actually kinda cool."

"Yeah actually now that you mention it, that's lit..."

And as the two obvious younglings hinted their excitement at this new revelation a twig snapped behind them.

Their heads turned fast and and their bodies swifter.

And their eyes met with a small boy with an age no more than 7.

The two heaved sighs of relief as they turned their heads.

"Move on Kid." Deylor spoke nonchalantly once again focusing on his portion.

The Child curled up his fist revealing a sharp stone.

"Try it."

And the Kid's eyes met with two cold blue eyes and the shine of metal.

The kid quickly scurried off revealing his malnourished body.

Alas, in the slums such was the norm.

The next day.

"Get ye apples fresh and clean."

"Buy 10 get 12 free, limited edition shirts!"

"Raffle tickets for sale!"

The noisy,cheery atmosphere of the market bombarded the two boys as they placed their hands over their ears.

The sun was out and the town was bright.

The endless stalls and customers caused the boys to clash shoulders several times on their way to the merchant's guild.

"Listen here Kid, I'll give you 3 silvers for this hide and that's a bargain."

Jack and Deylor looked at each other, this part was crucial.

One slip-up and they could be starving in a month.

Jack straightened his back and put on his best pleading face as he pleaded.

"But it's his Birthday today sir, he's 13."

The Merchant ruffled his beard before he gave up.

"3 silver and 5 bronze coins, take it or leave it."

The boys quickly took the money and left, trying to avoid and attention.

In fact the Merchant had sold 1 bronze coin under market price but it was still a great find for them considering most would pay in bronze coins when interacting with uneducated children like them.

"Kid, this knife can cut wood like an axe and it moves like a snake. You won't find a better knife."

The two boys looked at each other and met a spiritual agreement.

They quickly passed over 2 silver-coins for the silver-knife before dashing out.

As they left a big hand lay on Deylors shoulder.

"Watch where you're going." A huge giant silhouette said roughly as he moved his eyes to the coins in Deylors hand.

"And pass those on while you're at it."

The boys looked at each other defiantly before their legs sprung into action.

They dashed across the market as the huge silhouette followed their tracks fast.

They went up and down the twisted roads before appearing upon an Alleyway.

The man grabbed Jack's shoulder as Jack looked back his face met a collasal fist.

Pfrtch.

Blood spilt as Jack was sent gutted to the back of the alleyway.

Just before Jack hit the back he used the last of his will to say the words.

"Body... strengthenin-"

Thud.

Deylor was next, he ran like a madman until he and Deylor met.

Their fists enclosing onto each other.

Seconds before disaster, Deylor made a quick burst to the right.

The man's eyes followed him but his body did not.

Deylor aimed his fist at the man's face as the man aimed his at Deylors stomach.

TIme slowed.

A figure sent flying.

A figure still standing.

A fight just beginning.