~Chapter 6: Being Human is Overrated

I woke up, the most normal thing in the world.

I was laying in a soft large bed. Not in a hospital or anything, just an unknown bed.

My throat burned, I shot up and coughed, my body feeling light. I reached up to feel my head, it was wrapped in an ace bandage and was sore to the touch. I looked around until I saw a door, I got up and walked to it.

As I went to grab the handle a man walked in; shocked I took a few steps back.

"You're awake, that's good" I recognized his voice right away, I backed up more, "You're the one who cracked my head open" he looked away and sighed.

"If you would've cooperated it wouldn't have happened".

I scoffed, "yea when someone tries to kidnap you...just in case you didn't know...you struggle!"

He rolled his eyes, "yea yea I already got yelled at for that so let it go" I threw my hands up, "hello! I'd like an explanation on being kidnapped and almost killed...!" I paused for a moment...

Killed...?

How was I even alive?

The guy went still and sighed, " I'm not the right person to explain this..." before I could object he was gone.

A few moments later an older man came in, how I knew he was older I didn't know. He looked the same age as the other guy.

"Hello," he paused, "I know you have questions let me answer in one go"

"My name is Vimen, I did not take you to hurt you, the simple explanation is that the man you know as Karta is not your mate; he's a conman"

"But—" I tried to interrupt but he continued,

"He pretended to be many others' mates under different names. He either kills them, or turns them into blood slaves or sex slaves".

He stopped for a moment as if to assess my reaction, I just stood there shocked.

Is that why I felt so uneasy?

"I had planned to save you and release you with a different identity but someone—"

He was cut off by a sudden shout in the other room.

"I said I was sorry!" Presumably the guy who split my head open yelled.

Vimen cleared his throat and continued, "anyhow that's impossible now"

"Why?" I asked and I felt my self wonder if I really wanted an answer. "You were half dead when you got to me" I nodded.

"The only way to keep you alive was to make you what I am..." he sighed.

"And what are you?"

"An incubus."

"A what?" I found myself asking.

He rubbed his head, "a demon".

I processed the news, ok so I wasn't human.

"So what's this mean?"

"Nothing for now; hopefully... but you'll need to stay here...in the demon world...it's safer until you're used to your new body, needs, and abilities..."

I simply nodded, having more questions but exhausted.

I have a feeling...

Maybe a strong hunch...

He left something BIG out.

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❤️~Onyxicea