Not The News I Expected

                                    

                                          
BlackHat raised his hand to his us. Flug cowered back, preparing for impact, but none came.
                          
My face stung beyond belief as the demon's hand made contact with my cheek. I had stepped in front of Flug right before BlackHat moved, so I would take the blow. As a reflex, I threw my arm up and punched him square in the face. I wasn't afraid of what he was going to do to me anymore.
                          
BlackHat was taken aback by my sudden defiance and disrespect. My heart was racing. My statement about not being scared was a lie. I was absolutely terrified. I could feel Flug's hands on my shoulders, holding me. 
                          
"I won't let you hurt him again BlackHat!" I managed to yell.
                          
"You little-" He started to shout in his ultra demonic voice.
                          
"No!" I kept interrupting him.
                          
"We're going home," He stopped trying to fight me, knowing he wouldn't get anywhere right now.
                          
I remembered the demonic powers BlackHat possessed, he could definitely kill me with one flick of his fingers. The real question, was why didn't he?
                          
We went back to the hat shaped mansion in silence, however Flug was holding my hand gently. It felt...safe, and secure. I adored the feeling of Flug beside me. I loved the feelings of always having him by my side. I loved him.
                          
"Inside. Now." BlackHat instructed bluntly but sternly.
                          
We followed his directions, 5.0.5 and Demencia were waiting. The big blue bear looked so scared to us. He was hiding his face in his paws when BlackHat took steps into the silent house. Demencia even looked fearful, which I never thought could be possible.
                          
"S-sir, if I-i may-" Flug started. I had no idea what he was going to say.
                          
"Shut up!" The demon snapped. "Go back to work Flug!"
                          
"B-but sir-" He didn't want to leave me alone with the fiend.
                          
"NOW!" BlackHat grew twice his size in anger.
                          
Flug scrambled away and down the hall. I tried to follow, but BlackHat grabbed me by the back of my shirt. His claws dug into the skin on my back, I could feel blood trickle down my shirt. My heartbeat got faster immediately. 
                          
I turned around, hoping to be released from his painful grasp. I accidentally made eye contact. 
                          
"You're fired!" He shrieked, and threw me out the door.
                          
"Sir!" I tried to speak.
                          
BlackHat slammed the door shut in my face. What was I supposed to do now? I had nowhere to go. I had no home, or clothes other than what I was wearing. I didn't have the two friends I made. I didn't have a job. I didn't have money. I didn't have Flug to tell me it was okay.
                          
I didn't have hope.