Pretear Fan Fiction ❯ Untitled ❯ Finding Raenef ( Chapter 1 )

The young blonde boy closed his eyes tightly as the sweaty man above him continued to pound into his body. His mind floated somewhere on the edge of consciousness. He could feel the mans tongue slip into his mouth again. He tried to imagine he was somewhere else. He always did. This was how he coped. His mind was slowly brought back into focused as the man shook above his, and withdrew. The horrible stained teeth, and the hideous grin caused him to shudder, and look at the floor. Money assaulted his body as it was flung on top of it.

Tears wet the dark lashes of the young boy, causing them to darken with moisture. He jumped as the door slammed closed, and a sob that was caught in his chest was wrenched free. Hiccoughs exploded from within him as he dry heaved over the edge of the bed. Tears streamed down his face as both physical and emotional pain fought for his attention. He was bleeding, he could feel it, but it wasn't just his body bleeding. His soul was bleeding, his heart bled for his own suffering. He swore every curse word he knew, and still it was not enough. His helplessness hurt him the most. That he needed these men to live… there was no other way, nothing but to lay in the street and die.

The door was flung open again and the tear streaked face jerked up in fear, eyes large and round with emotion. He sucked in a breath and tried to cover himself with a blanket. Nothing hid the small body from the tall mans view. Exposed to him were the bruises, old scars, and new wounds. Sucking in a deep breath the dark haired man looked away in disgust.

"What is your name boy?" he asked already knowing the answer.

The young boy's eyes widened further. Who was this strange man? Why did he want to know his name?

"R-Raenef." The boy half whispered, half choked. Indignation filled the face of the man who towered above him as his eyes whipped back to the boy.

"Who did this Master Raenef?" he asked, anger filling his voice. Someone had dared defile the Fifth Demon Lord Raenef. Albeit, not even the child knew who he was to become, however, that was of no consequence. This filthy human would squirm in agony before he would be allowed to succumb to sweet death in her forgiving glory.

"Master? Who are you?" asked Raenef quietly, shifting on the bed.

"The question is not who I am Master Raenef. The question is who you are. You are the Fifth Demon Lord Raenef. I am your servant, my name is Eclipse. I have been sent to seek you out and lead you to your castle." Responded the older man "and now I must request once again Master Raenef, tell me what filthy human touched you?"

Raenef shivered, he wrapped his arms around himself. He blinked at the older man in disbelief.

"I've died." He stated. "Either that or I'm asleep."

"You are in neither state Lord, however, I require the answer to my question so that he may be dispatched of." Eclipse replied, becoming frustrated with his young master.

"I don't know his name. He was… older… his hair was red... he had yellow teeth, and he…" Raenef paused closing his eyes again as tears threatened once more. "he was at the bar downstairs."

Eclipse nodded once and disappeared from the room. Raenef stood shakily, and walked to the basin beside the bed. He slid his hand into the cool water, and splashed his face. He picked up the cleansing cloth and wet it. He gently began to wash his still tender body. Erasing what evidence he could of the encounter.

When he finished, he slid back into his worn pants and shirt. He felt hope rise in him, was this Eclipse man for real? Was he really to be a demon lord? Raenef smiled as Eclipse came back in. The older demon found the effect almost blinding. The boy's hair had been pulled up into a pony tail, but it stuck out at all angles none the less.

Eclipse sighed, having already dispatched with the bastard who'd dared touch his master, he readied for travel.

"Come Master Raenef. We must be off."

Raenef was glad for once that he had few possessions, and he quickly put what little he had in his pockets. He left the money on the bed, unwilling to take it front of this strange new presence in his life.

Raenef followed the man out of the room, and smiled….

A/N: to be continued. ^____^ Review if you liked it!!! Let me know what you think. The more reviews the faster the next part will be written.