“My name is wolf, ok? You don’t get to know my real name.”

“Why not?” I walked in a hurried pace to catch up to his fast moving steps as I talked.

“Fine, fine..I’ll tell you, but stop pestering me!”

“Ok, alright..so what’s your name?” I asked.

“My actual name is duck, no,no! Of course I’m not telling you my name.”

“Why do you always refuse to tell me your name!”

“Hey, you try having a brother who you only found out about days ago, and that he was actually part of the group of bad guys working against you! The only reason I’m talking to you is because I found you through my job, nothing more, and nothing less.” He threw his hands up in the air, and kept walking through the building, and towards an elevator.

I tap him on the shoulder.

“What!”he turned his head to me.

“If I pay you, will you please pretend to be my friend, just this week?”

“Why would I do that?” His face looked like it was telling me that I was a crazy psychopath at that point.

“Sorry, it’s a bit of a bad timing. But..you have a reputation in our world, and I need to use that to escape some..” I leaned in to whisper my next words. “Demons.”

“I can do that, but..why?” He looked at me, asking for a reason for him to let me use his reputation.

“I’ll give you my daemon magic. All of it.”

“You’re crazy! But..you have a deal. Now transfer your magic to me.”

I let the darkness seep itself out of me, and eventually the big shadowy bubble pops right into him. It works!

“Now..let’s go be ‘friends’