Porcelain - Chapter One - Imprisonment

The dripping noise was going to drive him mad. They’d kept him here for three months—if they were going to kill him, they would have by now. Humans, after all, had very little patience. It was probably because of their appallingly short life spans.1

And yet they seemed content to watch him go slowly insane by the noise of water dripping into the stagnant puddles. The cell was filthy, too. Green streaked the walls, and he was determined not to touch it. This proved harder than he had first thought, as he slept, he leaned against the wall and soon his whole back was covered in the sludge. The food was hardly better than whatever it was that grew on the walls. This monotony had gone on for three months, even if they did all melt together in his mind. They kept him updated on that, at least, whenever they brought the slop that they dared to try and pass off as food. Sure, he may be a demon, but they didn’t have to give it to him raw. Just because he could digest it, certainly didn’t mean he liked it. Speaking of, the imbecile that brought his twice-daily rations was coming up the hall. He could hear the footsteps echoing off of the wet rock, even if the deprivation of light meant he couldn’t see. Following faintly behind was a second set of footsteps behind the guard’s. There was obviously a reason they were trying to be quiet, so he wouldn’t run it for them—yet.2

The rough-hewn bowl was pushed through the hole in the door. Aden could hear the shifting of cloth that meant the guard was now standing back up and turning around. What would become of the second person?3

“Hey! What the he--!” the guard was cut off by a loud bang and a flash of bright light that momentarily burned his eyes.4

“Oh!” the stranger gasped. “Oh! I’d forgotten… I could do that!”5

So his rescuer was female, and had a light, airy voice. She also didn’t seem to know what she was doing.6

“I’m um… going to get you out of here, okay? You just have to promise me something, first.”7

He hesitated before answering, smiling in the dark. Was she serious? Did she really think that he’d keep any sort of promise?8

“Naturally.” was all he replied with.9

“Alright, then. You have to promise me that… you won’t harm me, okay? And you have to stay with me, just for a bit. I need your help. That’s it. Now… I’m going to let you o—“10

“Sorry to tell you this, but it won’t work. Didn’t you think that if it didn’t absorb demonic powers, I’d be out of here already? Or did you think that maybe I enjoyed being kept as the human’s plaything?” He laughed harshly. This time, it was the girl who hesitated.11

“Yes, I know. It absorbs… demonic power. You still have to promise, remember?” The girl sounded nervous; her voice was slowly climbing the octaves. Aden was hoping that she’s forget that he hadn’t agreed to her promise, so he could be on his way… after tying up a few loose strings, of course. He frowned. Just possibly, she wasn’t as stupid as she sounded.12

“I… agree to your terms.” Aden said.13

The girl let out a sigh of relief.14

“Good. Well, stand back, then.” Aden complied, getting as far away from the door as possible. He could just see her hands starting to shimmer with a strange blue light as she ran them over the crack where the door fit into the wall.15

It was in the receding light that he realized what, exactly, his rescuer was.

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