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Started May 14, 2018 by Deleted user

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Belle was still out cold. She hadn't slept for a few days and was very tired. Her sleep was calm. Peaceful. Unlike the war that constantly waged in her mind when she was awake.

(Ah. But still, you'd be treading on very thin ice. Nami doesn't like heirs. They risk her chances of just staying Queen without any complaints. Hence why she's stayed single and doesn't want Belle to have a boyfriend or, god forbid, get married.)

(She's the queen they are under her in power and can't move up… They've been in hell for hundreds of years because they're immortal.)

Darren laughed but stopped quickly, now wasn't the time to find this humorous.

Belle was still out cold. She hadn't slept for a few days and was very tired. Her sleep was calm. Peaceful. Unlike the war that constantly waged in her mind when she was awake.

(She reminds me of the song 'Migraine' by 21 Pilots…)
Ryan got up to get his food and sat down on the couch to eat it.

Rachel glared up at her before screaming as she charged at Lillian, knocking her to the ground. Lillian's head hit the ground hard as Rachel's fist started flying towards her. She got in one hit that broke open Lillian's lip. A second that gave her a black eye.

Darren growled and pulled Rachel off of Lillian, throwing her to the ground with rage. He was still human but his eyes flashed pure black momentarily as he looked at Lillian.

Belle was still out cold. She hadn't slept for a few days and was very tired. Her sleep was calm. Peaceful. Unlike the war that constantly waged in her mind when she was awake.

(She reminds me of the song 'Migraine' by 21 Pilots…)
Ryan got up to get his food and sat down on the couch to eat it.

(Kind of on purpose.) She smiled in her sleep, biting her lip and mumbling something that wasn't quite audible.

Lillian sat up and groaned. Her hand went to her head as she held it. Darren's eyes flashed black. Oh fuck.

Rachel squealed as she was throw off of Lillian. She growled to Darren, "Fuck off. This is personal now."

He looked at Belle with a mouth full of food, "You awake?"

The deep demonic voice returned and spewed angrily from Darren's mouth, "You go through me first,"

The mumbling continued for a small while, mixed with other sounds that weren't quite audible, before stopping. She was silently sleeping again.

He laughed and finished his food before retreating to the white doored music room.

Rachel got up and snarled. She was frightened by the change in voice, "I said move bastard."

He stepped close his voice back to normal, "I said you go through me first,"

She opened her eye. Her fake sleep had worked. "He's gone in there again. I can finally analyze these." She quietly bolted upstairs and locked herself in the bathroom. She pulled out the papers she has retrieved from the corkboard to study. "He is so going down." She smiled and started her work.

Rachel glared at him. She wasn't backing down, "Fine!"

She ran to the side trying to get around Darren.

Rachel glared at him. She wasn't backing down, "Fine!"

She ran to the side trying to get around Darren.

He grabbed her and pushed her back to the ground, he was angry enough that Balthazar's strength was effective.

Rachel struggled against him. She shouted, "What the hell?! How the fuck are you so strong?!"

Lillian had moved so she was leaning against the wall of the restaurant. She chuckled under her breath despite the throbbing in the back of her head and the blood she felt trickling down her neck.

Finally, Darren punched Rachel sending her flying to the ground. He barely touched her. "Leave!" The demon's voice commanded.

Rachel looked at him wide eye before scurrying off.

Lillian wanted to stay something but opted to groan instead.

The first paper was the one with the money amounts. Darren's name was everywhere and bold on the top where it read, Darren Everett Anderson. It was for chemo treatments.

"Right. Ryan's paying for treatment for whatever reason and Darren hasn't paid him back I know that." She had to keep her voice low.

The next paper was Ryan's writing with similar money amounts. The top read Don't forget to pay Darren. It looked like he was trying to figure out how much the treatments would cost.