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“I’ve been learning my craft for over forty years, Danny, and I didn’t become this strong because I refused to walk the line and sacrifice some things. I became this because I know that what I wanted was worth more than friendships and stupid, petty dreams, lovers included.” Snorting, he said, “You’re right, little one. People are important. I know that better than anyone. But beasts,” He said with a raise of his brows, “Monsters…demons…banshees,” He smiled as he thought about pretty little Belle, another monster wrapped in a pretty package…
“They aren’t worth it. They ruin everything. And I only want to…make them useful to our benefit. To set some wrongs right.”
Kocoum’s mannerisms told Daniel he was too far gone, that there’d be no reasoning with him. He acted like a hunter, set in his ways and immovable. Goal oriented. Like he’d planned something step by step for a long time.
Danny was just another piece in the game to him. He would sacrifice anything and anyone to get to the end and win.
He doubted he would harm people, as he said. But the students here, few of them he saw as people. Beasts, as he clarified for him so politely, were to be used for benefit, put in their places. His friends, his family, teachers, everyone here was below Kocoum, from his perspective. He couldn’t call Cindy a monster, neither Pietro or even…
Belle. The banshee, as he referred to her and the only one he knew. His temper went off the deep end then as he reappeared in front of him and sent him crashing into an adjacent wall as he had before. No one threatened her. He’d ripped tongues out and burnt men alive for slandering his ‘father’ and he hadn’t even cared all that much. When someone threatened her, someone who’d done nothing he lost all his previous faith in him and grabbed him by the nape of the neck.
“She’s important to me,” he growled roughly. “They all are. And suddenly you’re very unwelcome here. So I want you to leave.” He tossed the young man aside with disdain.
“Now.”
One could try and play off his blatant need to control other species as some form of warped torture way back in the day. Maybe beasts had ruined his life, maybe one group of monsters had managed to twist his entire view on the world but it didn’t really matter. Kocoum was past his own grievances. It wasn’t his fault that monsters kept making the same mistake. Over and over again. From killing people to spreading their disease while also handing out grief and pain to all the innocent human beings, it was no wonder why hunters went after them.
They poisoned everything well and good.
And in the end Kocoum only wished to see them right their ways. He wanted to give them redemption, they deserved it really. A second chance. A moment to prove that they could be more than the beasts children cried about hearing in scary stories.
So when Danny reappeared before him and sent him through the wall, he just laughed and landed straight onto his back. Glancing up out one of the many windows, he grinned as he saw the stars above twinkling and winking at him. Getting up, he sighed, “Of course, of course. I’ll leave Danny, don’t worry about that.” Grinning his hand swept out however and a spark of green exuded from his fingers before the light shot out and consumed Danny in its warmth.
“But you will realize your mistake by siding with those monsters. They are not apart of you, they will all turn on you, even Belle. Especially…” He chuckled, “Belle. So I want you to enjoy your life with beasts to the fullest. I am giving you a blessing, Danny, now you can fit in with them, truly.” The light became purple, and then black before finally Kocoum wrenched his hand away and grinned as the moonlight slid across his form and began to twist the flesh Danny was in.
“Every night,” He began in a sing-song voice, “Your face will give a fright, and every night, you will be consumed by the light.” His smile became cruel and maddened, “Enjoy, ex-friend of mine.” With another twirl of his arms, numerous items came to him before he and the things he wanted, disappeared so that Danny was left alone.
As the abomination Kocoum saw him as.
Kocoum laughed, the sound was a tad empty however and much too forced. But still, he laughed, and he smiled, and he shook his head, “I haven’t been loyal to anyone for a very long time.” Shrugging, he said, “So if you want to go ahead and call me that, feel free but I’m doing what it’s in my best interest. No one else’s. Although really what I hope to do will help everyone in the end so am I selfish,” He took a step back with a roll of his eyes, “Or am I just doing what’s necessary while everyone else squanders away their time and their talents?”
He faltered, frowning. “Who made you so incredibly jaded and cynical?” he demanded. “Therein we’ll agree you are selfish. It’s not everyone else’s interests you’re concerned with it’s yourself. We’re not wasting our time we’re taking the steps to learn our craft properly so we don’t screw it up or you hurt someone else in the process. People have worth Kocoum,” he insisted passionately. “Items don’t. I could have had all the power in the world but believed my sister was more valuable, that her happiness with her lover was more precious than my so called ‘father’s’ revenge.”
He took a step forward, “We can learn together, come on.”
“I’ve been learning my craft for over forty years, Danny, and I didn’t become this strong because I refused to walk the line and sacrifice some things. I became this because I know that what I wanted was worth more than friendships and stupid, petty dreams, lovers included.” Snorting, he said, “You’re right, little one. People are important. I know that better than anyone. But beasts,” He said with a raise of his brows, “Monsters…demons…banshees,” He smiled as he thought about pretty little Belle, another monster wrapped in a pretty package…
“They aren’t worth it. They ruin everything. And I only want to…make them useful to our benefit. To set some wrongs right.”
Ugh, really? Kocoum rolled his eyes when he heard Danny’s yell through out the old home. “Funny,” He shouted back as he conjured a bag to his side and began to slip items inside, collars, trinkets, amulets, he tilted his head as he picked up a shiny green stone, it pulsed with black lines at the touch. “Because I’m finished with you,” He had been for a while. He just had to figure out when he needed to cut Danny loose. And now was the time. Sighing, he waved his hand and the bag disappeared before he turned and faced the blonde who approached him.
“Danny. Just walk away. I don’t want to have to hurt you.”
“The feeling’s mutual,” he snapped, because really when it came down to it he didn’t, he just couldn’t let him leave with those weapons. ”You know me,” he smirked, “not gonna back out. Not when it’s something I care about.” He watched the bag disappear and stood, loosening his rigid stance in the event of an attack. If he moved first…he’d be in the wrong. “If you can stomach it go ahead,” he said slowly, “but if that’s true it means you’re a cad with no loyalties, whatsoever.”
Kocoum laughed, the sound was a tad empty however and much too forced. But still, he laughed, and he smiled, and he shook his head, “I haven’t been loyal to anyone for a very long time.” Shrugging, he said, “So if you want to go ahead and call me that, feel free but I’m doing what it’s in my best interest. No one else’s. Although really what I hope to do will help everyone in the end so am I selfish,” He took a step back with a roll of his eyes, “Or am I just doing what’s necessary while everyone else squanders away their time and their talents?”
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Bang - Armchair Cynics
