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"that's good then" she smiled up at him with her fanged teeth, propping her chin on his knee like a lost puppy "if.. your feeling up to it, can we.. do something special today?" if this was in fact her last day with him, she wanted to make every single second count, no matter what it was "you don't have to spend any money or anything.. i just.. want to be close to you right now"

Deumos covered up her bare body with the clothes that were flung round the room, even if their fun was short, she didn't regret a second. It was then she replied to his comment about her big tummy "maybe they have wings like you, that's why they need more room perhaps" she didn't really know, so it was a wild guess and a logical one too. Deumos still had boney parts sticking and flexing under her own skin. It didn't hurt anymore, it was just annoying to lay on her back.

"If we're done for today perhaps you won't mind me going for a walk after this? I need to go and reinvigorate my energy. Don't worry though, I promise not to try and eat humans like I wanted to in the past I've slightly gotten used to the animal meat diet we're stuck on." Argo asked her. It make her feel sad hearing that, she really hoped she wouldn't need to fake her own death this early.. but.. now was as good time then any. "of course you can, we will be here waiting for you" she smiled as she felt his fingers touch over her tummy, he wasn't usually this affectionate to her tummy. But the times he was felt nice.

The woman's smile suddenly dropped once Argo was out the door. In a swift move to perched by the window that over looked the street below. Argo seemed to be walking, why didn't he just fly? No matter though, atleast it gave her more time to set the crime scene. "One hour.." her voice repeated his words once he was out view of her and the building altogether. What was she even going to do? Deumos had never faked a death, kill people yes.. but actually pretending something like that happened, that was the challenge.

While pacing round the apartment for a few minutes, she started to think back on previous killings she had enforced over the years of her lifetime. Also just the motive for it would need to be thought of. If she was honest, an hour to pull something like this off was going to be tricky on her part and her tummy didn't help much either. It was going to get in the way unfortunately.

It struck her, like a lightning bolt. The pregnancy. Why didn't she think of it before?! It was practically staring her in the face! So she had the motive, many demons wouldn't be overly happy with these children being born from Argo's genes, it was a perfect reason to want her dead. With that all worked out in her head, the actual scene needed to be set up. But what room was she going to do it in? The living room? Bathroom? Kitchen? As Deumos walked round the small apartment she felt a little tired. That was it! The bedroom! A sleeping pregnant woman killed in her sleep because of the who the children's father was, nothing simpler really. It wasn't original, but it didn't need it be. It just had to seem real enough.

Looking round the room, Deumos was plotting out the scene in her mind. How much blood was needed and where, what things needed to be broken to seem like a struggle took place. While thinking about it, she was putting her brain in the place of the victim, which helped with her experience at murdering and observing a person's final moments. The actual break in evidence she would do as she would leaving. Doing it now would be stupid for a few reasons. One; other people in the building would hear and inform the local police while she was still setting it all up. Two; it had to be done from the outside to look more authentic.

With all now carefully planned in her mind, Deumos bared her sharp, shark-like teeth and bit down across her arm. She had to draw blood somehow, using one of his own knives from the kitchen was too risky. Sucking up the blood and letting it collect in her mouth, the woman laid herself along the bed, before spitting it all out in a spray. This would make him think she was either hurt so badly that an internal bleed started to pour out her mouth, or the simple slash to an artery made the display of the splattered black colour of her blood. "Perfect" she smiled with a blood stained grin. There was still much to be done however. With another chew to her wound, she pressed her wrist to the bed sheets to let them soak up the thick liquid. Deumos wanted to leave a sort of pool of blood there.

All this blood loss was making her feel a tad dizzy. Normally this would have no effect on her, so it must of been the fact she was carrying. "Your making me feel a little weak you know" she told her tummy as she rubbed it with a blood soaked hand. It didn't matter, more blood wiped on things the better. After calming the little wrigglers in her belly she snapped back into what she was doing. Her wrist was still an open wound, so she threw it around to hopefully splash some random splats of her blood around the room. It worked quite well in a subtle way. More attention was need on the bed though, she clawed at the sheets to make it seem she was dragged off it by a strong force or something. The effect made her quite happy, Deumos was surprised at how good at this she was.

Now came a dilemma for her. Deumos wasn't sure whether to make a note, pretending to be the killer or something. The hand writing wouldn't matter as he had never seen hers. Dabbing an index on her chewed up wrist she began to write words on the bedroom wall.

"Your betrayal with this woman has angered the ruler of Tirandium,
She and your spawn are no more,
I made sure of that in the name of my master Ferradur.
Be prepared Argo, a war is looming ever so closely now,

~ Obsidian Knight"

Deumos looked at the name she wrote underneath, her male persona. The name she was given in her master's army. Everyone thought she was a man underneath all the demonic armour and wanted it to stay that way. A woman leader was unheard of. After staring at it for a few moments she moved her gaze towards the clock. Argo would be back in fifteen minutes! In a rush she threw a few things around the house. Vases, doors off their hinges and many other things. Once she was satisfied she walked out the apartment, closing the door behind her before punching it off it's hinges in one move. It worked, without a hitch. "Goodbye Argo..." Deumos whispered sadly before making her way to the the usual meeting spot.

Deumos heard his screams of pain from miles away, he was either extremely loud or her good sense of hearing was coming into play. Why was he acting like it? She thought he didn't even care that much, it was a shock to the system and only made the guilt in her heart fester more. Ferradur was right all along, taking her away from Argo would destroy his mind, seemed to of worked with the amount of noise she could hear.

With a sigh she summoned the watery figure of her master, bowing down to him instantly in submission. "The deed is done my Lord" her trembling words spoke, trying to hold back the tears.
"Well done my child" a watery hand touched the top of her head, wetting it a little. "I'm surprised how quickly you got this done, how long has it been? three hours? maybe less?"
"You wanted it done, and it is... he left the house and it gave me a chance.." The woman sighed once more, rubbing her tummy to calm to the little ones.
"I can just hear the anger pour out from him!" The demon laughed deeply with a toothy grin on his face. "It's just how I wanted it... and you shall be rewarded with the safety of your children and the title you've been wanting for all these centuries.."
Deumos stood back up from her bow, head still hung low as she tried to compose herself and hold back all the emotions that were rushing through her body. Her lover was in pain because of her, but she had her reasons.. and hope he would understand if he ever found out. "I am forever grateful, master..."
"And so you should be.." the man grinned as his real hand seemed to break through the water figure. It was holding something, his hand was almost two times the size of Demous! But she wasn't shocked or anything, she knew how big he was. "I have brought you a present for this war.." he explained, placing a suit of armour on the floor in front of the woman. "It's a replica of your armour.."
Deumos examined it closely, it was alot bigger then it usually was, most likely because of her new body frame. "Wait.. you want me to fight.. in a war.. while I'm with child?" she asked in slight shock now.
"I do indeed. He won't attack you anyway, you will be riiight at the back commanding everything. I changed it to suit your frame, and he won't even know your a female like you like to hide during battle" He explained as she looked over it more, it seemed to hide her bump perfectly as she put in on. She just looked like a fat demon now, the chest was brought much forward to look like fat man pecks too. The woman really looked like a overweight man in this get up. Once she had every single piece she felt like her normal self, occasionally the tiny babies would kick as the amour was pressed to her tummy.
"You know what to do... raise my army.. and have a one-hundred year war, I don't care.. as long as it takes!" the man boomed as Deumos pulled the vial from her chest, plucking a hair from her head she mixed it into the clear lake. It took a few minutes but demonic men, orcs and other ugly beings began to climb from the pool of water. Hundreds.. thousands even! It just amazed her how so many men could be teleported with such a small amount of potion. "Also.. one more thing.." The master grunted as his hand hover over Deumos. A stinging pain shot through her whole body till she was on her hands and knees. Something seemed to be bulging and denting the suit from the inside "I'm speeding up the growth of your wings... you'll need it..."
With a scream pouring out of her lungs, the wings burst out from the metal armour!

The so called hero was the least of their worries. The one-hundred-thousand strong army swarmed round most corners of the city. This was their first target, once that was gone, then the rest of the world. Only Argo was in their way now. Still rolling round on the floor in pain from the new limbs tearing from her back, Deumos was looked upon from her minors. Generals that were all gathered round the famous Obsidian Knight, looking for commands and a task to be given.
"Lord Obsidian" one bowed down low to the figure that was slowly recovering. "May I say it's an honour to have you finally take control of this army." An honour? Wow, these men really looked up to her greatly. It had been many months since she was called be her male persona, in a way it didn't feel right anymore. Not like she had a choice in the matter though, Deumos was doing this for her children's safety.
"Well, thank you very much" a deep sounding, demonic voice poured out from her helmet. It was enchanted to make her sound like a male demon.
"My pleasure. Now, down to business. We were told by Ferradur that this city was our first mission. That Argo his successor helped us to lure into insanity. I'd like to shake her hand for her fine work indeed, such a cold woman to do that." the general chuckled to himself under his own helmet. Is that what everyone was thinking of her work? That she had no love for this so called traitor? It looks as though her mentor left out a few details when telling them about the situation.
"I'm sure you'll shake her hand soon enough.." Deumos finally managed to say without getting emotional about it all. "And yes, Ferradur is correct, we have to destroy Argo before going further with out plans. He protects the humans and we underestimated his power, as you can clearly see" the Knight pointed to the view of a small skyscraper being burned to the ground. It was the place the two lovers had met all those months ago, seeing it melt away slowly made her heart break. "just follow the flames.. you'll find him soon enough.."

(oh that's fine (: don't worry about it x I'm not mad or anything x)

All of the generals stormed off to terrorize the humans and cause destruction everywhere. They went by commands and told all their units what to do, aim for the winged one, Argo. Most smashed into shops and homes to scare and attack any human around. Though there were told not to kill everyone, slaves would've been needed in this new world afterall. No human would fight back though, how could they? They were up against orcs, drows, goblins and all sorts of ugly creatures. Only the eight generals and the famous Obsidian Knight were demons in this army. Their race controlled all.

It had taken roughly over an hour for every single solider to emerge from the demonic portal. Deumos has to stay by the entrance to greet every single one. Not that she wanted to anyway. Deumos had been told to stay near the back of the action, mainly because she was next in line to the 'throne'. Nothing to do with her current condition. "Call out to him..." her master's voice suddenly spoke "each ruler of an army always beings fear in speech before a great war!" With her head hung low, it looked as though she wouldn't go through with what he said. "If you don't do as I say... then I'm afraid I can't keep to our bargain.." Once again he was blackmailing her with her babies, he really was sick and she had only come to realise that.
"Very well master..." she finally replied before flexing her new wings to try them out. Deumos was nervous to fly, but knew this would've given her an advantage to see what was going on below. How was she going to fly though? She never had wings before? Though thinking back on how Argo moved and took off helped her massively.

With a deep breath and a strong flap of her new wings, she soared up high with a slight wobble. "Argo!..." the knight's voice boomed across the skys. "I see you have acted upon my... little gift" pretending to be Obsidian was sort of like having bipolar syndrome, though this was all an act. An act to save her children from Ferradur's wrath. "That must also mean you learned of my warning.... I Obsidian Knight, declare war on you.. and this disgusting world the humans rule over..."

Deumos watched from afar as a few dozen of her soldiers were batted out the way like flies buzzing round his head. She knew something like that was bound to happen, anyone who fought against him in this rage was insane. It was pure suicide. But there were thousands of men to fend off before he could get close to her. Though, they were probably easy to attack also.

"How did I find you? Well, you really think her master wasn't keeping an eye on you two? I could smell you both a mile off..." she had to pretty much lie on the spot to keep the act going. A few more ugly creatures were about to ponce on Argo till the knight boomed out in an angry tone. "I want him alive.. he is no use to us dead!". That wasn't strictly true, she was told to have him killed, though that was impossible for her to even do.