4 comments/ 13707 views/ 30 favorites Daimon's Deal By: jaz479 Hey everyone, this is my first non-human story. This is actually based off a dream/nightmare that I had and I hope you like. Charlie rushed down the hall, bumping into people as she went. It was the first day of classes and she was running late, as usual. "Sorry excuse me," she muttered as she accidently bumped into someone. Her frizzy hair blew into her face, causing her to drop her books on the ground. As she reached down to pick them up a hand grabbed them, and she looked up to the bluest-green eyes she had ever seen. "Here you go," he said, her crush handing her the book. "Thanks, I..I thank you," she stumbled over her words as she looked away from his blinding beauty, curly brown hair and sun kissed skin. She stood up and walked past him to her class and entered and took a seat in the first seat she found. The door opened right after her and he walked right in. 'Great, he's in this class too,' she thought, realizing she would have to spend an entire semester with this greek god in her class. He walked over to his seat and sat by a group of guys who high fived him and asked him his summer went. "Ok class, we have a very long semester of organic chemistry to get started on, here is your syllabus," the professor said, and Charlie turned around paid attention. Once class was over she walked out and made her way home to her apartment, finding her roommate sitting on the couch. Saying hi, she went in her room and sat on her bed. Staring in the mirror across from her bed she gazed at herself, and wondered what was wrong with her. Her frizzy natural hair was pulled back under a cap. She had a hate/hate relationship with her hair, it always pained her, her mom never allowing her to get a perm, and she was always self-conscious about it. Her honey colored skin was barely exposed from the bulky layers she always wore, and her average face was pretty, yet not striking with brown eyes and a button nose. She sighed as she laid back on the bed and closed her eyes, daydreaming about the boy in her chemistry class. The prospect of sitting within the same room with him was more worrisome than having to learn 17 new reaction mechanisms. Ignoring the voice of self-doubt in her head she rolled over and took a nap. ********************** 3 hours later "Charlie! Charlie wake up," her roommate Tasha knocked on her door. Charlie opened her eyes groggily and looked at the time. It was 7:30 and she groaned as she remembered that she promised her roommate they would go out for drinks tonight. "Ok ok im getting dressed now," she said and walked into the bathroom. Once she left she walked out, and Tasha tsked at her. "I know you're not about to wear that to the bar, Charlie," "What's wrong with it?" she asked, looking at her clothes. "You always cover up like that, you have a nice body," her roommate said, then threw up her hands. "Just forget it lets go," she said walking out the door. They rode up the street to their favorite bar, 278 Lounge, and Tasha entered before Charlie. Tasha drew attention as always, with her long raven hair and dark chocolate skin. She had no problem with male attention and handled it way better than Charlie ever could. Walking behind her, Charlie sat at the bar and ordered a long island ice tea, quietly looking ahead as Tasha chatted with two guys. As usual they were hooked on Tasha's every word looking at her like a piece of meat. 'I wouldn't want guys looking at me like that," Charlie thought to herself, knowing that she really would like that. She huffed out loud and one of the guys looked up at her, and stared at her amused. Not wanting to make eye contact, she stared ahead, and continued to drink her drink. He suddenly stood and walked towards her and asked her if the seat was taken. "No, it's not," she replied and looked at him out the corner of her eyes as he sat down. He was arresting, not average, his face perfectly symmetrical with dark black hair that had one curl resting on his forehead. His eyes were so dark they looked black and she had to stop herself from leaning forward to peer more into their endless depths. "So, clearly you are not enjoying yourself," he smirked looking her up and down. Charlie felt as though he could see through her clothes and replied, "I'm fine thank you," in the frostiest voice she could manage. He chuckled and said, "You're one of them," "What is that supposed to mean?" "Well, you come into the bar, looking mad, and sit down in the corner and when someone tries to talk to you, namely a guy, you bite their head off. Let me guess, there's a guy who doesn't want you," he said satisfied with his analyzing. She scoffed, but weirdly thought of the guy in her class who wouldn't even look at her twice. "I was right, but what do I know," he said then stood and walked away before she could answer. Suddenly she felt empty, realizing how pathetic she must look sitting at the bar muddled in her thoughts. She ordered a few more shots and sat there waiting for Tasha to be ready. Sure enough one hour later Tasha was ready to go, but with the guy she had been talking to all night as well and they packed into her car and left. Once home she walked ahead and being extemely tipsy, having ordered multiple shots to massage the sting of the guys words earlier, she tripped on the stairs. Tasha and the guy from the bar burst into drunken giggles and she stormed to her room shutting the door and turning on music so she wouldn't have to hear their fucking. Laying on the bed, Charlie stared at the ceiling as it spun, and closed her eyes and fell asleep. ******************* Charlie woke up, the hair on the back of her neck standing up. She tried to move, yet couldn't, and began to panic once she realized that her sleep paralysis had come back. Ever since she was a teenager she would have sleep paralysis if she fell asleep on her back. Laying in her room she began to hear a rushing sound, as if she were in a car with all the windows rolled down. Then suddenly, the sound stopped, unlike in her other episodes, and everything went still. She looked around, then her eyes widened in horror as her bedroom door opened and a dark figure stepped in the room. She immediately felt the urge to run, scream, flee as adrenaline rushed through her body, yet she couldn't move a muscle. The dark figure stopped once it entered the room, then appeared at her bedside. She looked up and seen the guy's face from the bar and really panicked, thinking she was about to the raped/kidnapped. He laughed a dark rumbling sound. "I will not touch you, unless you want," 'What do you want, who are you?' she thought in her head. He answered her as if he heard her thoughts, "I am the one who knows you as no other," Thinking she was hallucinating as she always did during sleep paralysis, she closed her eyes. "Do not close your eyes I my presence," his voice boomed, and her eyes flew open against her will. "There, now let's get to business. I am what you humans call a Daimon. I am not the Christian demon that you all so love to fear, but I am what you call a broker. I manage deals and propositions and come to collect the payment in the end," he said. 'I have not called you, what do you want from me,' she thought. "Actually your subconscious have called out for help. See I cannot approach humans unless there is an entry way for me too. In you it the suffocating self-pity you carry that draws me to you. Her heart fluttered as she recognized the truth that she had never acknowledged aloud. Seizing the opportunity he said, "From there I can offer you a deal." 'What deal?' "Well, anything you want, I can give you beauty, but you already have that, you just don't know what to do with it. What you really need is self-awareness. See you walk through life unaware of your awkward bumbling mannerisms, and it prevents you from connecting with others. You're pretty, but you can't ever coordinate yourself to look pretty, you are horrible at interpersonal skills, and have never had a boyfriend. You could never put your finger on it, but you knew that something was wrong with you," A tear slid down her cheek at his words and she was unable to wipe it away since she still could not move. He leaned in, his terrible beauty scaring her, and licked the tear off her face causing her to shiver. "Your virgin tears are the most coveted thing on this planet to my kind," he said, his voice deepening with lust. "I can give you what your heart wants but mind does not yet know, but there is a price. And no, I do not want your soul." He smiled sardonically. "But before I can give it to you, there is once hindrance," he said before pausing. 'What,' she thought, hanging on to his every word. "I cannot make deals with virgins," Her heart fluttered as she realized the implication of his meaning. Daimon's Deal Ch. 02 "I cannot make deals with virgins" he said his face calm as though talking of mundane things. Charlie inwardly balked, her mind rejecting the implications even though she knew what he meant. 'I don't understand what you mean,' she said in her mind. "Oh but I think you do. You are a virgin. No matter how sinful you may be, you are still as pure as lily white snow and I cannot bargain under such circumstances," He smiled cruelly. She shivered, 'I don't want this deal, forget it,' "But you do. Don't lie to yourself Charlie, you want this so bad you even entertained the thought of it just now," 'Well that's not going to happen, I'm not going to just lose my virginity for a deal with you,' she thought angrily. "You mortals make me yawn how you cling to the very concepts that mentally enslave you. Do you plan on saving it for marriage," he asked staring into her eyes. She could not hide from his gaze and inwardly squirmed as she thought of her crush. Reading her mind he came to an understanding. "Ahh, you want to give yourself to this man you yearn for. Do you think that will make you attractive, hmm? A 21 year old virgin who has no experience compared with the gorgeous women who fuck his brains senseless every week," His words cut her deep, undermining her believed one true value. She mentally projected to him a fuck you and the middle finger to guard her thoughts. Now shut out of her innermost thoughts, he stared at her incredulously. "No mere mortal has blocked me from their thoughts. You are rather interesting," He gazed at her a second more, his eyes seeming to gaze into her very soul. "I will make a gamble here. I will give you one day of what you wish for, but one day only, shall we say a sample. If you wish for more you know how to find me," he said and abruptly disappeared. Charlie sat up violently as her sleep paralysis wore off and almost fell off the bed. She cautiously gazed around the room then turned on her light. Yet before she could leave bed, extreme sleepiness over took her and she fell back upon the bed, already fast asleep before her head touched the pillow. ****************** "Charlie, wake up you're late!" a pounding on her door woke her up instantly, and Charlie sat up and looked at the time. Jumping out of bed she ran into the restroom and began brushing her teeth. Looking up into the mirror she stopped, and gazed at herself. Her vision seemed clearer, but not because she had better vision. It as though her eyes took in more details than she'd ever had, almost like looking at herself under a microscope. Her cocoa brown skin was flawless and her brown eyes wide and doe-like in their innocence. She suddenly looked at her hair and frowned, pulling a frizzy strand. Almost as if the thought were placed in her head, she submerged her hair underwater. Running her fingers through it she detangled her hair gently and placed loads of conditioner on it. Her hair, now thoroughly moisturized, began to curl in on itself and she watched amazed as hundreds of corkscrew curls appeared in her head. Leaving the bathroom she went to the closet, and frowned once more at her clothes. Everything was in muted greys and baggy and something in her mind rejected her clothes so she shut the door. Exiting the room she walked over to Tasha's room and barged in and went to her closet. Tasha came out the bathroom and exclaimed, "What are you doing in my closet!" "Oh just browsing. I know you don't mind since I cover your half of the rent all the time," Charlie replied, a small smile on her face. Tasha stared at her in shock, then walked back into her bathroom, unable to say anything. Charlie continued to look inside her closet while thinking about what she just said. She had never spoken to Tasha like that before and was always understanding of her financial situation. Yet the words just popped out of her mouth almost thoughtlessly. She stopped pondering it once she found the prefect outfit, a military green V-neck that would definitely show her décolletage, a shredded pair of black jeans from the closet and a pair of combat boots. Taking the clothes to her room and ignoring Tasha's indignation she and went to her room to get dressed. Once done she went to her bathroom and marveled at herself. Her legs were long in the skinny black jeans and snatches of her brown skin showed through the rips and tears. The green V-neck contrasted perfectly with her skin and the cleavage was soft not too extreme, but very present. The combat boots completed the look as edgy and she looked at her face realizing something. Looking under her cabinet she grabbed the mac makeup set her mother bought her in the hopes that she would be more girly. Opening the foundation she lightly covered her face with it, then outlined her best feature, her eyes, with kohl. She slowly applied the mascara to her eyelashes, making them thicker and longer, which in turn made her eyes seem wider. After applying a nude lip balm to her lips she smiled in the mirror, fascinated by her stunning beauty. Winking at herself she walked out the door and went to her car. Once at her school she parked her car in the university parking deck and made her way to the main campus. Without realizing it she walked differently, her hips slowly moving as though she were in an erotic dance. Some force within her had taken control of her body, and she was barely even aware. Once she reached the main campus she noticed all the looks her way and smiled inwardly. Someone abruptly stepped in front of her and she stopped. She looked up at a handsome black guy and smiled, "Hello," her voice coming out breathy. Before he could answer she turned to walk away as though he were unimportant. The boy, suddenly bereft once her gaze turned away, began to follow her and she smiled to herself as he called out to her, "Hey, what's your name? I've never seen you around here before," She turned to get a good look at him and realized he was one of her crush's friends that was in her class. She gave him a blinding smile and winked at him, then kept moving. Once she reached her class she stopped, as if the force inside her didn't want her to go in yet. For the first time that day she pushed against that force, not wanting to be late for class, yet still stood outside her class. Instead the force directed her movements towards the bathroom were she looked at herself in the mirror. Now dry her spiral curls look wild and exotic, almost as if they had a life of her own. Her heavy lashes gave her eyes a sultry look that did not take away from their innocent appeal. The small smile she had felt upon her lips all morning was still there, looking as if she knew something others didn't. What surprised her the most was the wink she gave herself, given that she didn't make herself do it. She left the bathroom and headed for her lecture, knowing the teacher had already begun. She opened the door and entered, interrupting the teacher and turning everyone's head in her direction. All male attention was under her sway as she casually walked to her desk and sat down. She could feel His eyes upon her, the most important eyes in the room. Yet she opened her notebook and began note taking as if nothing happened. Once the class was over she stood up and walked over to her professor's desk. "Professor Holloway, I apologize for coming in late," she said while looking at him straight in the eyes. He became flustered under her alluring gaze and stammered, "That...That is quite...quite alright Miss...," "Miss Charlie, and I promise it won't happen again," she said before turning away and walking out the door. 'Five...Four...Three..,' she mentally counted to herself before her name was called. She slowly turned around and feigned a look of surprise as her crush called out to her, "Your name is Charlie? My name is Drew. I never really introduced myself when I helped you yesterday after you dropped your things and well I..," he looked off as though searching for the right words. His beautiful eyes turned back to her, moving down every curve of her body. "Would you want to go out sometime?" he asked looking at her head on. Normally she would have blushed and jumped for joy, yet the force inside her answered coolly, "I'm sorry I can't. But we can be friends though," "Oh... I mean sure, what's your number?" he asked clearly bummed out. Charlie was inwardly screaming at herself as she exchanged numbers with him, and turned to leave, but not before looking back at him and smiling. Once she rounded the corner she had control back of her body and was about to turn back around to go to him before she realized how quiet it was now. She looked around and everyone had stopped moving, seemingly frozen in time. The hairs on the back of her neck stood and she slowly turned around to see Him, leaning against the wall. Fear grabbed her by the throat and she turned to run, yet she ran into him and fell on the ground. She let out a startled scream as she scrambled to get up and he chuckled. "I see things have been working well, now haven't they?" his voice rolled over, warming her yet frightening her. "You did this! You, you made me...," "I made you what," he mocked. "I made you pretty? Desirable? No you did all that by yourself this morning Charlie if I remember correctly," She "No, I wouldn't have dressed like this, or talked like this. I don't take advantage of people, unlike you," He smiled, sending chills down her spine. "Believe what you want, but you know you like it. This power you have is a heady one, and the funniest thing is that it was in you all along. All I did was set Her free," "It's a real thing then, this, this thing that has been controlling me all day," she asked panicked. "Yes and no," he replied cryptically. "Tell me dammit," she said angrily, not realizing she had walked towards him. She stopped as he walked the last distance between them and looked down at her. He leaned in, close, and his head dipped to her neck and he inhaled deeply. She shivered as his nearness began to overwhelm her and she took a step back, only for him to keep walking her back against the wall. "That thing that is inside of you, she has a name. Primal. She is the basest part of yourself and she thrives on your basest desires. She is carnal, she is hunger, and she is the last part of you humans that is animal. She has always been there, yet you have shackled her in your morals and over analyzing in every step of your life," He leaned in close, his lips inches from hers. "You can deny this all you want, but when you want Primal back, you know how to call for me," he said, then turned around to leave. Suddenly feeling empty of his presence and called out to him, "Wait, if I am to call out to you how can I do so if don't know your name?" He turned back around to look at her, amusement in his dark eyes. "I will tell you a small portion of one of my many names; Asura. I have not told a mortal my name in three centuries, and even then it was not my full name. My name is so powerful that you knowing even a piece of it gives you power over me," "Why can't I know your full name?" Charlie asked. "The only time I want you calling my name out loud is when I am buried deep within you, tearing away your precious virginity as you come on my cock," his words shocked her into silence as his lust for her radiated off of him, scorching her skin. "That's what I thought. I will be waiting," he said before she blinked and everyone began moving again. She stood there for a moment, lost in voices and commotion as she realized that a true demon had entered her life. Hurrying to her car she jumped in and left campus without even going to her other classes. Once at a stop light she laid her head on the steering wheel and sighed. 'You are so silly to deny him,' a voice in her head piped up, scaring her. 'Primal?' she thought back. It purred in response, 'I have been waiting for you to acknowledge me for so long,' it said almost sadly. 'I...I didn't mean to....,' 'Yes you did. Your choices are always so calculated, so well thought out. I know everything about you, how you never took a risk, never felt the need, nay the urge to be alive!' 'But there's no need to, I mean my life is fine, I'm in school, I work, I support myself..,' 'You think those things keep us warm at night. You think when we will be old and alone we will comfort ourselves with the thought that we had a mediocre job after college and did everything on our list in perfect order?' Charlie was silent as Primal's words struck a chord with her. 'That's what I thought. If you do not take this offer, never again will you be so in tune with your natural urges and impulse. I will be a distant nudge in the back of your mind or a stray thought, instead of this beautiful clarity I bring you.' By the time Primal had stopped talking she reached home and jumped out of the car. Entering her apartment she ran into Tasha who glared at her with blazing eyes. "I don't know who you think you are to just take my stuff and throw my issues in my face like that. What's wrong with you?!" For once Primal was silent and Charlie struggled to reply to her angry outburst, "I...I mean I just wanted to try something new and..." "Well then just ask, we're supposed to be friends and not act like this," Tasha said before storming out of the house. Charlie inwardly thought, 'Oh so for once today you're silent and have nothing to say?' Primal replied, 'Well you said you don't want me interfering, and I had to show you how you just let people run over you all the time,' 'But Tasha is my friend and she means well, we didn't have to be so rude to her this morning,' 'That may be true, but you have to remember I am just your basest, most animalistic urges. I knew what I wanted and I went out and got it. Tact is a human invention. But you can't deny you like the end result of my actions can you?' Charlie reluctantly agreed, thinking of how Drew looked at her today. She suddenly thought of something. 'Why did you reject Drew today, this is what this is all about?!' 'Because, it would have been too easy to just go out with him. I f we want him to be ours he has to work for it, and Men always work harder for the unobtainable,' 'So you actually have a plan to get him?' Charlie asked incredulously. 'What did you think, you were just going to snatch him up and happily ever after? This is the jungle and he must chase, and we must act like we don't want to caught,' Primal said in a satisfied voice. 'So how about this. We give the Daimon our virginity, it's not like we need it anyway, so that way I can always be here. You'll still be in charge, I will just be the one who makes all the right decisions and you can curb my actions whenever you want.' Charlie thought about it for a moment then replied, 'It sounds good, I just don't know about having sex with Him.' 'It's only one time, then we can seduce Drew and be the woman we always wanted to be,' 'Fine I'll do it,' Charlie replied firmly. 'Ok well we can just summon him tonight,' 'Tonight, I don't think I can I mean....,' Primal's words came out angry and frustrated, 'How can you wait another second to be what you want to be, uninhibited and free? How can you stall when it is right there before us? No, we will not wait anymore, for now is the time to take what we want for once!' Charlie was silent as she slowly nodded her head in agreement. Tonight would be the night they would accept the deal. Daimon's Deal Ch. 03 First of all let me apologize for taking so long to update the story. I have used some of my own experiences with sleep paralysis, (which is real) in the story. I have been extremely busy with school, studying for the MCAT, and dealing with a breakup but I am back . I am also working on getting the other stores up to date so be patient. Enjoy! Charlie laid on her bed, rehearsing in her mind what to say to Asura when she called him. 'I don't like this plan of yours," primal interjected her thoughts, ruining her concentration. 'Well, I don't want to just give it up that easily, ok. I want more out of this deal than just clarity and you bugging me," Charlie huffed. 'I don't understand what is so hard. Just fuck him tonight and then we will work together and get Drew,' Primal irritated replied. 'You know, for a wild and untamed thing you don't have much cunning as I thought you would," Charlie thought idly. Primal stirred uncomfortably in the back of her mind, making her wince and the headache she began to feel. Primal then barked back, 'Don't challenge me if you don't want me to fully take control of the situation,' 'Oh but I am challenging you,' Charlie replied sitting up in bed. 'I want you to work with me to tip the scales even more in our favor. We are dealing with an ancient demon that has a wealth of knowledge to bestow upon us and we are only trying for so little,' 'Always the knowledge seeker, you can't pass up an opportunity for more,' Primal replied snidely. 'No, this is different. We make a deal, we bargain, but on our terms,' 'And what exactly are those terms, hmm...?' 'You'll see, but I need you to be on my side. I am in control of my body and you will be my partner, but you will not control me,' Primal was silent and she/it pondered what she said. Before Primal could reply, Charlie closed her eyes and began to clear her mind, until she fell asleep. Years of experiencing sleep paralysis allowed her to easily slip into sleep and even initiate sleep paralysis, yet she never had a desire to do until now. A slow vibrational humming began in her ears, marking the beginning of her sleep paralysis. Her eyes cracked open she looked around the dark room and tried to move, yet couldn't. Shoving back down the panic in her throat she slowly began to call out to Asura in her mind, picturing him standing above her. Invisible hands wrapped around her throat as she felt a weight being pressed on her chest, and when it became unbearable, she sat up, broken free of her invisible chains. Asura sat in the corner of her room, his profile in shadows, giving his glinting eyes and eerie glow. Charlie suppressed the chill that went down her spine and opened her mouth, yet the words died on her tongue. "So, the young one has decided," he said, his lips barely moving as he stood and walked over to the bed. "I...I accept the deal, but on different terms," she faltered, her earlier bravado gone. Asura paused in his journey to her, interest lighting his eyes. "I believe the terms were set, Charlie, but I am curious as to what you want," Charlie tried not to react to her name on his tongue, yet couldn't suppress and small shiver. "I will give you my virginity, but I believe that it is worth more than that. My virginity will be given to you only when you have fully and truly given me the confidence that I have asked for. Access to my Primal instinct is not enough, but I require true control over my primal instinct, not for my primal instinct to control me," she finished breathlessly. Charlie could feel Primal so utterly still in her mind, akin to animals that lie in wait for their prey as they both watched for his reaction. Asura looked at her, as if trying to figure something out. "I have given you access to her, something that most humans today aren't even aware of is inside of them. Yet you dare ask for more from me. I could smite you as I did to countless others, I could...." "But you won't, because you did a half assed job and you know it. You gave me the most basic of what I asked for and I am calling your bullshit. You gave me a wild animal with no reins to control. She will only submit to a leader that is worth being subordinate to and you will make me such," Charlie said with finality not blinking as she looked at him. Suddenly Asura laughed, his hollow voice ringing into the night, "You think you can manipulate me. You are a mere mortal, a lowly one at that that is presumptuous only because she had one day of self-confidence," Charlie ignored the stinging of his words, and continued, "No, you will do this because what better do you have to do? Go on for the next eon and swindle countless more people into devious deals. I think you tire of the same old bartering, yet are so used to it, I doubt you possibly could even complete such an arduous task. This is not an overnight process, but I understand now that you just want to collect payment and move on. You have no real investment, no real involvement in the projects you initiate, you just blindly brush past the masterpieces you could have wrought upon this earth. Come then. Fuck me now so I can find a real demon to finish what you so ignorantly cannot finish," she scathingly replied. Asura stalked up to her, and Charlie forced herself to hold his gaze and not flinch under his unrelenting gaze. "The last woman who challenged me thus was able to start a war of a thousand ships with a mere glance at another man! You know not of what you ask, yet I shall pay up young one, do not worry. You will be the ultimate femme fatale when I am done with you and you shall have true reign over your inner animal and hold sway over men' hearts. You shall control your destiny and the world shall lay upon your feet like lamb to a slaughter, yet let's hold one thing clear. I am no man. And you will never bring me to my knees. You will submit to me, and only me, mind, body, and soul!" Charlie looked away trying to escape his beautiful yet chilling face as he leaned closer with every word. "Fine! I accept!" she screamed, and instantly a pain in her heart tore through her as she regretted her words. Asura smiled a slow smile and grabbed her chin to look at him. "I shall give you multiple lessons and each comes with a small price that is built into the lesson. You will learn from me as a pupil learns from a maestro and you will love every second of it. You shall enjoy the process of me destroying every inch of you and rebuilding you again. You will come to realize intimately that destruction is only another word for creation, for you cannot make something from which there is nothing," She pulled away from his grip, "When do we begin?" "We have already begun and you have learned your first lesson and passed your first test," She looked at him confused, "I did?" "You saw through the masquerade placed in front of you and called my bluff. Then turned the situation to your advantage and demanded your terms. It is called a power play and you have just entered the arena," Asura said self-satisfied. "So you knew what you were doing this whole time?" "Yes, but not everybody always have the intuition to see through. Most just put forth what they want and just take what they get. Lesson two, never allow your opponent to see your shock and confusion at their revelation," "But I am not at war with anyone, why must I treat them like an opponent if I only want to seduce this man?" "He is always your opponent, everyone is. Life is about surviving for yourself, and you do for others only if there is some small benefit to you," "That's so callous and Machiavellian," she replied. "Who do you think taught him," Asura said vaguely. Charlie was silent and looked up when he walked away. "When will I get my first real lesson form you?" "I shall be back when the time is prudent, and we will go from there," he said. Charlie felt her limbs go heavy and she fought to stay awake as her eyelids started to close. Her last sight was his face looking back at her with an unreadable gaze. To be continued................