New year, new me or maybe...

Place: The woods close to Aston
Date and time: 14/01/2022, midday
Weather: Freezing.
Outfit: Light jacket and a light violet knitted short dress. Thick leggins and tall boots.
Dedicated to: @Ezio
Notes: 160cm tall, dark brown eyes

Taylor had digged her own grave, or at least that was what she believed. She had never really been the one with many friends, due to the lack of extraversion. And since she had messed up most of the relationships she had, she only really had one true friend, who didn’t share her blood. This was a shapeshifter, called Mary-Jane. She was an odd one, and Taylor never really knew where she had her and it might actually be one of the things, that she loved about her.
By only having one friend, a busy mother and a sister who was locked up in prison – well, then she had to walk around by herself, and for todays walk, she was in the woods. See, most stories go by how it was dark and foggy, and how the character knew she shouldn’t be on the walk; but Taylor had more brain than that; so, she was walking in broad daylight, as much as the season allowed. The skies were clear and the wind a bit too cold for her own liking, making her arms wrap around herself. She was here, trying to collect herself and to find her new self. That was what one did when it was a new year, correct? New year, new me.
Taylor was for this reason walking alone in the forest, freezing so badly. Once in a while, she grabbed onto a leaf and would let her fingers glide over it to feel the textures. Doing just that, she heard a branch break. At first, she didn’t really do anything about it. It was light outside, and there would be no reason for anyone to try and follow her, after all, she was just a simple human. No powers, no nothing. Another branch broke, and she dared to look over her shoulder. She saw a tall man, with dark eyes and dark hair. Now, Taylor had attended the academy for half a year, but yet, she couldn’t see if this was just a human or some kind of supernatural. “Are you lost, sir?” she wondered with a soft voice, even though the man seemed to be heading towards her and didn’t seem quite that lost at all. The man simply smiled at her, and it sent shivers down her spine. She tried to back away, but simply walked straight into a giant bush which blocked her way. She tried to say something, but no sound left her, and she felt absolutely frozen by the mans eyes, which suddenly looked golden.

The demon walked closer to her and she felt like her voicebox simply didn’t work anymore. She couldn’t complain or tell the man to leave her alone. She was simply frozen. Within a moment, the incubus started to use his racial abilities to look like someone she desired. Her mere young human mind couldn’t keep up which was why she believed it was Kemuel for a moment. Her heart was beating incredibly fast as the demon got so close to her and let his fingers run over her cheek, hushing her. It gave her shivers down her spine and she was convinced that her legs were turning into jelly. The demon grabbed onto her chin and leaned down to kiss her – warm her up, but she managed to look away which made the demon stop his actions for a moment of surprise. She could feel every limp of her body pump with blood. A choked sound left her as the incubus grabbed onto her throat and turned her head to look at him. “Please,” she whispered, hoping that it would somehow the demon would leave her alone.

The demon was about to lean in again when he suddenly cursed, let go of Taylor and turned around. It jumped away. Taylor didn’t know what was happening but grabbed her throat in surprise. She could’ve been choked. When the demon suddenly screamed in agony Taylor looked up with fright in her eyes. What was going on? It took a moment before she could see there was a man behind the demon and how he removed himself from the demon. She heard him quite well, but she couldn’t let a word leave her. She still had her hand on her throat, feeling somewhat safe with the hand there. Her brown eyes stayed at him as he approached her.

When he got closer, he asked if she was hurt. It made her part her lips, because she wanted to tell him that she had just gotten frightened, but she still felt unsafe about removing her hand from her throat. She hadn’t even noticed how he stood with the knife, but she noticed that he put it away before he presented himself with a bow. Was he some kind of royal guard since he bowed?
“I-I’m Taylor,” she whispered. “D-did you just kill that guy?” she got out and pressed herself a little up against the tree, somehow hoping that she could emerge into it and disappear.

Taylors eyes widened as he explained what kind of demon the guy had been. “He what?” she whispered almost silently. She thought it was cruel to simply kill someone, even if they had killed someone else. That wasn’t justice, was it? Besides, Taylor wasn’t physically hurt, was she? She looked from the dead body to the man who had ‘protected her’ as he told her. “And who’s protecting him from you?” she whispered looking at him a little frightened.

“What?” the frightened expression got more cautious, and she looked over both of her shoulders to make sure nothing was getting closer to her. The only thing that got through to her was how there might show more up. She wouldn’t want to be in company with any more of these guys, nor would she want for this man to kill more than he already had. Jesus, was this man a murderer who defended himself in the act? Told himself that he was protecting others? It gave her shivers. “I-I yeah, I would like to go home,” she spoke softly. Even though this man was scary as hell, she definitely believed that he would make sure that she got home safe… Or at least she hoped he wouldn’t try to kidnap her.