The Mysterious Demon

-Dominic’s POV (from a few weeks ago)-

I woke up and the first thing that I thought was ‘ow’ as pain shot up my body. My legs were killing me.

Even as I tried getting up from bed carefully, I ended up collapsing and falling onto the floor because my legs still couldn’t support me properly. So, I grabbed my desk-side heaved myself up before leaned on the wall whilst slowly walking to the bathroom, knowing that I’d probably have to get used to that happening in the morning now.

When I got to the bathroom, I looked in the mirror and cringed at my reflection. I have bruises all over and a huge gash on my cheek. I didn’t enjoy putting makeup on but with my face looking like this and the fact that I won’t be fighting for a while, I thought that maybe a little bit of makeup wouldn’t be too bad.

I washed up and applied. I then looked at my final results and had made a firm decision. “Not for me.” I looked different and I didn’t like it.

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“Who the fuck are you?” Xavier asked, looking down at me and blocking me from coming in further into our room. I scowled at him and pushed him aside.

“I know I look different but not that different. Now get ready. My training will be strict.” I say, taking off my hoodie in the process, leaving me in a white short training vest. I then sat down at a chair on the far side of the room, crossing a leg over the other.

“Demon? Damn you look hot.” He complimented which made me roll my eyes. “Get a hold of yourself, you’re ten years older than me,” I say, wrapping bandages over my knuckles just in case I might do some punching later.

“Doesn’t mean I can’t think you’re hot. Besides, you’re of age, if you consent we can do anything we want and exclude age,” he says, coming closer to me, putting both of his arms on the side of my head, holding the back on the chair, trapping me in place. “All you need to say is ‘go'” he carries on and I smirk, “you forgot the ‘away'” this made his grin falter a little but he recovered with a smirk. “Won’t be able to run from me forever, demon.” He then leaned back, giving me my space again.

“So, what are we doing as training today?” He then asked which made me look down at the list of things I had planned and written on my phone. “First, you have to do one hundred push-ups in four minutes. Starting….” I slid to my timer app and at that time Xavier got down in his perfect push-up position. “Now!” I started my timer and then watched his form and counted his push-ups. I corrected him on the way and he was at 97 when the timer rang. Xavier finished off his last three but I shook my head.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Redo.” He looked at me wide-eyed and his mouth a little open, both due to his pants and because of shock. He then turned the shock into a chuckle of humour but nothing about what I said was a joke and he could see that. “I was only a couple of seconds off Demon, you can’t do that.” I looked up at him sharply which allowed me to see the hint of fear in his eyes which I liked. “You know I very well can. Do. It. Again. ” I ordered in a threat filled voice which made him stare at me for a bit as if checking if I was serious before sighing and starting again.

This time was worse than the last however and he ended up twenty seconds off. I shook my head again, “Redo.” Xavier growled this time, standing up, marching towards me before slamming a hand on the wall above my head making it shake. The slight mumbling I could hear of the people outside went silent after that too. They were probably wondering or maybe fearing for what was happening here. I already knew there were quite a few conspiracies about Xavier and me and I’d rather not give them any evidence for them. I wasn’t phased at Xavier’s little outburst either. I looked up at him and didn’t flinch. A trail of sweat ran down his face and landed on my own but we still didn’t back away. I was the more patient one though.

“If you’re so fucking confident, do it with me.” He whispered at me, staring right into my eyes, challenging me. I smirk back at him. “With a broken leg?” I ask which brought him back to reality. He groaned at me a little before finally going down again. This time he sped up and made it before five minutes which made me grin down at the timer. I could hear Xavier panting harshly and looked at him to see him walking towards his water bottle. “I haven’t given you permission to go and get water, Xavier. Come back and carry on. You’ll only have a break when I tell you to.”

I could feel his glare on me as he continued his way towards the water. So, I decided to stand up silently and make my way towards him back before he could put the bottle of water in his mouth. I grabbed his shoulder with one hand and in one swift movement, I kneed his lower back as hard as I could. He groaned out in pain but I didn’t stop there. I circled around him, tripping him up with my good leg and when he was down, I pressed an arm on his neck, stopping his breathing.

“I’m training you. You do as I say.” I state, pushing harder against his neck which makes him repeatedly tap out so I let him go knowing he won’t disobey me from here on.

I limped back towards my seat but cursed halfway. I had put too much of a strain on my leg and now an electric feeling was sticking up my leg and I couldn’t move. I bent down, clutching my leg but touching it only made it worse. I grit my teeth, mind going blank as to what I should do when I was suddenly lifted into a bridal position. I looked to see Xavier carrying me while looking at my leg with worry. Moving my legs only made the pain worse so I hissed in pain when he shifted me but the pain was relieved a little when he sat me down onto the chair after.

“You couldn’t have actually just died during that first car crash? You cause way too much trouble for me here.” Xavier then says which makes me roll my eyes again. “Well, I’m sorry, want me to go let the Men of Mayhem kill me off then?” I joke but he gives me a warning look before sighing. I knew he was going to say something about taking the day to rest so I carried on talking.

“Forget about me, this is training time. Go punch that punching bag 500 times and when you’re finished then you can have your break.” I say which cracks a smile on his face. “I feel sorry for your trainees. How do they survive?” He asks which makes me laugh. “What do you mean? They love me!” I explain which makes him shake his head but laugh with me too.

“Admit it, Xavier, you love me too.” I taunt grinning. He grins right back at me and says with confidence, “I love you, Demon.”

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