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"You may have a gun." Dameon said "But I just beat the heck out of five men. You are not really going to keep me from my car now, are you?" Dameon grinded his teeth. "Because, I am getting somewhat annoyed."
The earth around the car shook a little at those words.
Morgoth stared at the ground. "Dude. Toss me your keys. I have gotta find the others."
"Hmmph..." Tossing the keys "You've got the gun."
Morgoth caught the keys. "Wow, you're easier then the other dude. Get in the passenger seat," Morgoth said, unlocking it.
"What other... whatever. Try not to wreck it anymore than I had too." Dameon had nothing behind him to live for, nothing ahead of him to go for. This angel or demon that had fallen from the sky and saved him was his only choice now. Stepping on one of the fallen gang members, he picked up the bloody crowbar. "Lets drive"
Morgoth looked at him. "I'm not human, you know."
He got into the car and started the engine.
"Yeah. I dont consider psyhco-shooting sky divers to be human."
Morgoth smiled. "Neither are you." Morgoth headed on I-32, hoping to run into Hunter and hopefully Jimmy.
"I've been told I'm a beast." Dameon stuck his hand out the window.
"You're an Elementalist, Dameon. Like me; but I'm a demon." Morgoth let hit black feathery wings out of his back. "See?"