Gabriela Chavez is a Latina with black hair and a face that many people call sassy. She has a little mole under her lip and it adds a certain charm to her appearance. She was forrly a karateka; she already had a trained physique before but the muscles are more apparent now. She is 5'10" tall, which makes her look intimidating.
"Seriously, what happened to you, though? You look way better than you did--I am happy for you--but you must have gone through a lot. This world is fucked and I know it has tainted you from your eyes."
Abigail Myers was the first friend I had at school. She is a quiet girl and prefers tranquility--just like . She is of German descent, which was why we could instantly hit off back then. She has long brown hair and a very soft-looking face. She was slender back on Earth but now she has gotten more fit.
"You are making it sound like he has been corrupted, Gabriela. Layland has just had a rough experience--he is still himself."
Putting my hand on Abigail's wrist, I gently pry it off my cheek. I stare straight into her eyes, prompting her to stare at back in silence. She seems to know I am about to talk about sothing serious. The easy-going Gabriela, too, looks at silently.
"Why are you guys here?" I ask.
"We are hunting for the...you," Abigail responds awkwardly. "Tell you were joking. You were, weren't you?"
"No, I wasn't. if you are looking for the person nicknad Arsonist, that is . I haven't done any act of arson, though. What happened in that small village was sothing that the Paladins I killed did."
"Wait...it's maybe too late to realize but are you a Demon?" Gabriela asks in anticipation.
"I am one."
Imdiately revealing my horns, I stun the two girls silent. They focus on my horns, staring at them intensely as if suspecting they may disappear once they blink their eyes.
A few seconds passed quickly; they turn their eyes to . They look at neutrally, caught up in their thoughts. I can sense no fear from them. They don't even bother to distance themselves. They still treat the way they did before I showed them that I was a Demon.
"Were you forced into this situation?" Abigail asks first.
"No, I was given two choices: be a nobody in this world or be a Demon and take this world by storm."
"Was this the cause of your pain?" Gabriela asks solemnly.
"In a way, yes...but the pain it gave was the reason why I can get my happiness--being able to stand on my feet and confront those who want to trample ."
"What is the reason for you to take up the offer?" Abigail once again asks; this ti, seriously.
"Revenge."
At my short and simple answer, Abigail and Gabriela look at each other silently. They are talking with their eyes and they are giving the impression that they know about what happened on judgnt day.
Deciding that it is ti for to ask for so explanation from them, I interrupt their wordless talk, "Why are you here? How did you arrive in this world?"
They imdiately turn their gaze to , look at each other again, and then gaze at silently. I wait for any of them to say sothing and the mont cos not long after.
"We were summoned," Abigail says.
"So, you didn't die? That is good to hear," I remark. "Who summoned you?"
"Antares Kingdom." I blink my eyes in slight confusion and Abigail imdiately explains it to . "We weren't summoned as Heroes. We were summoned because we had close ties-- whatever it ans--with the Heroes. We didn't get a System but we have a genius aptitude."
"Were you summoned on the sa day?"
The day I was summoned, Ilschevar showed the situation on the other side. I got to see all of the bastards I had shot but I didn't see Abigail and Gabriela anywhere. The Spell covered the whole room, so I am pretty sure they weren't present at that ti. They might be in the other room but there is also a possibility that they were summoned late.
"We were summoned two weeks late," Abigail answers.
"So, about that day..."
"We were summoned the day you committed that crazy act but still arrived here late. It had sothing to do with ti dilation they said," Gabriela responded. "We didn't know anything about the incident until they told us about it."
Involuntarily smirking, I say, "They were flaming you, weren't they?"
"Yeah.... We were treated like brilliant won in Salem back in the 1690s." Gabriela shrugs. "They were looking down at us from their high horses, thinking too highly of themselves just because they had it easier than us. A bunch of motherfuckers."
The spite in Gabriela's tone is too thick to dismiss. She hates our accursed classmates to her core, it seems.
Turning to Abigail, I ask her, "Tell about the fallout." The reason why they chose to be Bounty Hunters instead of working together with the Heroes must have sothing to do with how they are treated by the Heroes.
"I blad you at first when you decided to do what you did but...after how they treated us, I appreciate what you did that day. All of them are ego-centric. They think the world revolves around them, so they bla everyone when things don't go their way," Abigail explains.
Abigail goes on about what happened. She told about what happened at the end of the first month of the Heroes' stay in the world.
The Heroes mocked them for their cowardice because they didn't join them on the hunt near Amizanima Forest, which had cost them half of their friends. The girls had nothing to do with the skirmish they had with the Monsters, which made many of them succumb to their deaths; however, they acted as if it was the girls' fault.
Things escalated quickly; everyone went crazy because of the stress of the mass death. They blad every unfortunate event that happened to them on the girls. They said God hated them because they were with the girls, who had a close tie with a damned person, which was .
The Kingdom also supports this claim. The Temple claid that the reason why the girls didn't receive a System was their ties with , soone that God had co to hate.
Even though the environnt had grown to beco uncomfortable for them, they still decided to stay. It wasn't until Abigail had almost gotten assaulted did the girls decide to leave and beco Bounty Hunters.
It has been a month since they beca one and they have made quite a bit of a na for themselves. Leaving those bastards was the best decision that they ever made.
"Are you hated by the Bounty Hunter's community also?" I ask, referring to their disguise.
"Quite the opposite, actually. We are fairly well-known, you know? The Full-Armored Duo is what they call us," Gabriela declares proudly. "Unfortunately, we are hunted...by the Heroes. We are not strong enough to protect ourselves, obviously, hence the disguise!"
The sheer nonchalance in the way Gabriela said it gives the impression that she doesn't even care if she dies. I can tell, though, she wants to stay alive as long as she can; I can see the well-hidden fear in her eyes, which irks to no end.
Abigail smiles softly as I turn to her. I can see the bitter acceptance of the situation in her smile. It is very irritating--the thing I see. Both of them look like people who are enjoying their ti before their execution day cos.
They act like free souls but they are extrely aware their end is inching closer. They don't even better to avoid it. The knowledge about their incapability has killed their fighting spirit. They are certain that any form of struggle will only prolong their suffering.
I have never seen them this fragile. Back on Earth, they were the ones who protected from those bullies. Whenever they were around, those bullies didn't approach. They never showed any fear, nor had they ever been skeptical.
They are different now; this world--the situation it forced onto them--has contaminated their personality. My words won't return them to their old self but I know what I can do. My fist does much more than what my words can do. It is ti to repay their kindness.
"As a Demon, I hunt Heroes. I kill humans most of the ti but only those who dare to lift their weapons before ," I begin talking.
"I liberate so human territories, not because I am kind but because I want to colonize those territories in the future. I am a villain before many people's eyes but I can assure you, I am an angel to those on my side." Standing up, I offer my hands to the two girls and add, "I can't guarantee you happiness but I can guarantee you a life full of riches."
I am going to do many detestable things from the human standpoint. I doubt the girls will like that but, as long, as they are on my side, I can give them worldly heaven. They may not be happy and detest for the rest of their lives but it is my egoistical desire. I don't care.
"Well, that is a good proposal. Marry ."
"That sounds good. Take our hands in marriage."
The mont they grab my hands, every thought about what I should do to realize my egoistical desire fades away. I blink my eyes in bewildernt as I process the wild developnt.
"Huh?"
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