Behind the Fairytales

Behind the Fairytales
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Tuesday, October 8, 2013

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  Luke was in his mansion for twenty minutes after the conversation with Lucifer . Even he orders fearing the adoptive father , the boy was asked if he was such power that Enma would feel more affinity for it would not be a scam . Always been granted the fact that when the Emperor of Hell grants a power to a vassal devil , this power is effective and powerful , but Luke had his doubts about this matter. But anyway he could not test before the encounter with Enma Roberts .


   Missing forty minutes until his encounter with Enma . So Luke decided to have fun with one of the college students in studying , but specifically with the person who could provide information that no one else possess beyond itself Roberts . That person was Delphine Starter , one of the members of the school newspaper , but specifically one of the reporters and it was a demon , but withdrew from darkness to live in the human world a few decades ago .
  He kept the black wings and entered without knocking the girl's room , which was committed by writing an article for the next edition of the newspaper . Well, I was until Luke interrupt the creative thread Delphine with a taunt .
- Hey , stop thinking , Delphine , your room smells like smoke and I'm sure that comes from your brain.
  The girl put the pen behind the ear and turned to face the intruder . Once the green eyes of the girl targeted in the black abyss looking for Luke , she felt different and , instead of receiving him with hostilities usual , she just sat in the chair , his eyes glazed over him, as if waiting for a simple command him .
  The devil came and studied the reaction of Delphine carefully . He waved in front of her face and even showed him the language . No movement . He grimaced and nudged her. None. He said her name and the girl got up mechanically .
- Delphine , I want to know details about a particular person and I know very well that you should know the darkest secrets of her.
- Nothing escapes me, my lord . - She replied with robotic voice - About whom you want to know ?
- Enma Roberts . I want every detail, every information , every innermost secret and obscure that it has . Even if she sneezed hiding from someone I want to know . Get it?
- Yes I will report by the end of the day about it .
  Luke went out the window and flew to where his bike was parked . He put on his sunglasses and sped down the road until you reach a road where people lived more classy and with vanity larger than the fortune that had unnecessary .
  Lived there only persons recognized by both the city and around the world. Doctors , lawyers , inventors , singers , engineers , writers . A bit of everything and their mansions over 20 billion dollars and imported cars .
 Enma 's father was a physician and a prestigious and respected mother a lawyer , so they obviously lived there. As Luke progressed, he felt sicker by being among human beings like that. That certainly explained the melancholy of girl.


   Enma was home alone . The mother had not come home and his father was attending an emergency outside of normal working hours . She was in the kitchen preparing tea jasmine completely absorbed in his thoughts , however , a familiar sound woke her trance .
  It was the guitar he was playing .
  Enma ran into a run down the stairs to get in her room , which was exactly the place where the music came . And she knew perfectly the music that was being played : Lost Wings of My Love , one of the most intimate and secret compositions her first she did after a time of major change in her life .
- What are you doing here ? I do not know how you got in , but I want you to go away from here right now!
- Do you have interesting compositions , particularly Lost Wings of My Love . It's really deep , but I made some improvements in the chords for you in the end.
- There is nothing wrong with the final chords , now go away or I know forced to call the police .
- If you call make paper crazy , my dear . While I'm here , I 'm not .
  She thought for a while, but soon gave up trying to understand and realize that Luke was not going away anytime soon . She sighed and left the room , with compositions notebook in hand to the kitchen to finish the tea.
- Is that any way to receive visitors ? Apparently this neighborhood does not have people so refined , is not it? - Luke was sitting on the kitchen counter reading her other songs .
- Shortly care about that . For me, I would have died long ago . - She took the book from him and placed it across the counter, away from the reach of the boy .
- Spare me your drama, girl , I am not of those who have a willingness to listen laments .
- So what are you doing here ?
  Luke did not answer . He just musing about the power , so far far failed to produce any effect on Enma , who was facing away from him , putting tea into a cup . Lucifer deceived .
  But then he remembered what happened to Delphine . Perhaps the charm when she just happened to look straight into his face , however , it seemed that the power could reach beyond any mortal Enma and certainly not Lucifer had it .
- I'm waiting for an answer , Walker .
  She turned to face the sea of black demon's eyes and felt exhilarated at the same time . There was something different about Luke that she could not tell what it was, but that drew toward him unconsciously. The boy smiled , satisfied . Now the girl was under his control .
  Luke ran his fingertips over her face and came closer , exceeding the limits of the approach . Enma made ​​no move to release or to stay away from him . That was the time to act . It would be over there and Ethan Collins fail . Just one kiss would end everything.
  Enma wrapped her arms around Luke 's neck and was completely mesmerized by the look of it . Her fate had been drawn and now her soul would have a new home for eternity .


- Enma , where are you?
  She was frightened , and when he regained consciousness , he was lying on his bed with compositions notebook beside her . It would have been a dream ?
- I 'm here , Mom.
  A middle-aged woman with black hair cut in a stylish chanel and using a social black opened the door of the girl. When she was lying in bed staring at nothing , her mother came and touched lightly on the shoulder of her daughter.
- I'm fine , Mom. I'm just thinking of a new composition .
- Got it .~your father has not arrived yet ?
- Emergency Call .
- I know ... Well, I'll let you focus .
- Thanks, Mom .
  As soon as her mother left , Enma opened the notebook and saw that Lost Wings of My Love was the final chords changed. So it was not a dream , Luke was there and she did not remember anything that happened after looking into his eyes .
  She picked up the guitar and decided to risk playing the song with the final chords changed. To her surprise , the change was exactly the sound that she always tried to combine ; was something that reflected her feelings coming apart of soul and heart. But as Luke would know how she felt and create a chord so perfect ?