He was much different than he was before this all ever started. His skin was a greyish color with red lines streaking across it like veins, a ring of spikes appearing on each of his shoulders, and what appeared to be two spikes of wings growing between his armpits. He also ahd a much more deadly, assertive look in him, unlike the old weasely one. But for now, the beating of innocents could wait. Right now, he needed tp plan...
"Five more minutes and I'm gone..."
He muttered to himself, looking around for Kameron. He sent a message to her by magic asking her to meet him here ALONE. HE'd only seen glimpses of ehr since he became Demonic, so there would be a suprise. but he needed a serious talk with someone that wouldn't completly stab him in the back.
Because he could always stab right back at her if she tried.
Kameron paced the confusing corridors of the school, in search of Kros, by whom she had been called. As she peered around the corner of the stone wall, she spotted Kros's back side. She walked slowly toward the demon, slowly, examining his expression as she stepped in front of him.
"You... wanted to talk to me?" she said, clearing her throat.
Kam squinted. She hadn't realized her tardiness. But he passed that subject and had begun moving on already.
"Illya wants power of the Shield," she simply stated, in a dark tone. Of course Kros already knew that. "He wants power of the demons..." She knew her statements of facts that were already well known were not helping much. She waited to hear what Kros had to say. About these "things" they had to discuss.
"Well how about telling me somethign I don't know."
Kros growled out, his entire body, for a single instant, changing shape into some... Nightmarish thing. You couldn't even begin to describe it, but it looked like something out of nightmares of the most devilish person in human history. But that was barley a nano of a second, then the sardonic form of Demonic Kros came back.
"Yes, that is true. However, he's blinded the rest of the Demonic to the cause that he'll unite them under one banner... Even my poor Kairi..."
There was the slightest hint of sadness in Kros' voice, which, in the visual display of his arm flaring up in fire to become a wicked hook of Black and Red skin, became anger.
"He will betray us all once he has that power... I'm sure of it..."
"Demonic potential is so high," Kameron began, releasing a breath of patience, "but is easily put to the wrong use--which is Illya's problem, causing us all a problem... especially we Pure."
She glanced behind Kros, and beind herself, to make sure no lurkers were present. She knew Kros was right--Illya couldn't be stopped unless the power of both Purity and Demonic were combined... that clicked in Kam's mind.
Maybe the key to uncovering the Shield isn't separating good and evil... but combining it... she thought.
She looked at Kros. He was nothing like he was before the Shield of Purity had been covered. She awaited a response.
"Would you have seen me use these powers if I wasn't demonic?"
Kros countered, glaring at her, the blood-red pupils disappearing to make way for pure red eyes, which, with the rest of his form, suited him well. It seemed his powers were progressing into his system, and into himself.
"If Illyta gets that shield's power, it doesn't matter what we are. Pure, Demonic, Evil, Good, he'll kill us all. I'm probably the only Demonic that isn't under that bloody persuasion spell of his."
He grumbled, more to hismelf than Kameron. His poor, beautiful Kairi was under his influence. He couldn't stand that. Ugh, he wanted to just go Void and explode something. But not here... Wait until forest... He didn't have to pay for trees...
"I'm one of few, if not the only one that can see this demon above demon's influence. I need your help to distabilize him."
Kameron knew she had a responsibility to her alliance, but in some way she felt as though she had a responsibility to the Demonic side as well... to Kros, and the rest under Illya's persuasion. She had a duty to the students.. and the academy. They needed the other students' help, too, though.
"So... what exactly are you scheming against Illya?" she was curious. Had he anything planned?
"I have one idea. An absolute storming of the Demonic base when Illyta's there. You and me can wade through and find him, and we can beat him on his home turf. He's going to pay for what he did..."
Kros replied, his actual non-transformed hand clenching into a fist. Pretty obvious that Illyta was one of thsoe thigns to Kros like an evil kid ripping the wigns off fo a butterfly: wanted to do so much and so slowly you could see them in so much pain. The hook ahnd slowly shimmered and became a real hand as Kros' rage calmed down, but the eyes still stayed their purest red.
"Not the best idea, but it's all I got. Unless you ahve another plan."
"Well, I can't say I've got a good plan. But I have all the Pures on my side. They're all with me... and I'm not saying I am crossing over to Demonic. But if we need any help, I'm sure they will be there--unless it has to be done a different way. What else do you suggest?" Kameron had to remind herself that is was a school, and as long as they were on campus.. on school property.... harm to another student would lead to severe punishment, like expellation.. Nobody else could know about this. With the student "war" going on, though, it was likely that tere would be battles and fights along the road until the Shield was uncovered, so attack on Illya must be done.
"We'll need something strong... clever, sly..." she said, more to herself that to Kros.