Riverside Park

[Joey Risk]

Joey sat down slowly, his arms caned from the fight with Hector, this was a new to him. "Damnit, what happened out there?!" He shouted to the reflection before him. "WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED!" He shouted again, the water before him exploded in match to his shout, he coiled in fear of the water.
"I have never taken so long to defeat a demon before, but a half-breed come on!" He slowly slide his feet into the water once more, the cooliness gliding in between his feet, he sighed in pleasure. He slowly wrapped his arm in bandages, a drizzle of blood flowed easily onto the dusty floor. He coughed, suddenly before he could stop them, tears began to flow down his cheeks, the loose of his wife and daughter still hung over his head like a weight, he needed to finish what he came for, get Azrael help, he wants revenge. He punched the ground with his no so hurt hand. He shouted angry into nothing but darkness which haunted this damned town.
"I hate you."He bellowed deeply to himself, speaking outloud once more. "it's your fault they died in your house. It's your fault that everyone that you loved died in front of you."
He slowly wiped his eyes, the pain returnning again, he might just help Hector do his dirty deed whatever it was. "Hector! HECTOR DO YOU HEAR ME I WANT TO HELP!"

[Hector]

Hector who was following, and hiding at the time, was at first startled.

How does he know I'm here? he thought. He then came to realise that Joey was merely shouting out his feelings into the night, and felt relieved. He didn't want to find out that Joey had any more powers than he already had. In answer to Joey's call, Hector stepped out of the shadows, using his scythe as a walking stick.

"And why would you want to help me?" He asked, with emphasis on the 'me'.

"What makes you think that I even have a goal?" Hector wasn't scared if Joey attacked him. No, he would welcome it. He wanted to prove to himself that he could handle this human if he wanted to.

[Joey Risk]

Joey stared at Hector's apperiances, he was expecting it, his face breaked out into a grin. Joey walked over to Hector, his eyes somewhat pressing heavily against him. Joey blinked before turnning away from his slowly and whispered to Hector, his face pale a black ring formmed around his eyes, giving him a deathish look.
"Why wouldn't you want a elemental to help you? I'm strong, a good worker and i want to punish myself for causing so much pain, if i got so many people dead i better of as a villian." He offered his hand to Hector. "One thing though, i am no side kick. And if you make me one, i'll kill you on the ground you stand on."

[Hector]

Hector cackled. Upon regaining control of himself he spoke back to Joey, without taking his hand.

"My friend, you're making the same mistake I did in underestimating me. You also seem to think you have everything sussed. You are mistaken if you think I need your help, and as far as you know I could be fighting for what's right."

Hector picked up his scythe into a fighting stance.

"So with that logic that would mean it would be my duty to take you down!" Hector said smiling.

[Joey Risk]

"Meh, whatever Demon." He turned slowly, not really interested.
"If you choose to strike me down now then i shall be happy to die, it's what i shrive for."
Joey slowly walked to the water, he takes a sip of the river and draws his sword."Fine lets fight."

[Hector]

Hector didn't want to strike Joey down from behind. Evil that he was, he still had honour, and defeating Joey without Joey fighting back had no satisfaction at all.

Hector did smile, however, when Joey changed his mind and turned around.

Hector took advantage to how close Joey was to the edge of the water, and used wind to overbalance him. Before Joey caught his balance, Hector was already upon him with his scythe, fully prepared for a block or counter attack.

[Joey Risk]

Joey looked downwards as he was swapped off his feet, damnit.
"Damn it, i hate water." He whispered, suddenly the water broke and he landed on a somewhat dry ground, the water was flowing just around in slowly as the river was before. He turnned at Hector and shook his head lightly. "I honestly dont have the energy to fight you, nor do i want to once more. But alas, i have no choice do i?! i just wanted to find my friend and get what i needed but NO!." He starts to get pissed, a eyes turnned to a dangerous green color. "Just go away!" He slammed his foot downwards, a wave of water, which surrounded him, bouned out at Hector.

[Hector]

Hector was protected from the water easily by a shield of wind.

"Things that can't think for themselves are a lot easier to control..." Hector began, before he started trying to push the wave back at Joey. The result was a clump of water trying to make up its' mind which way it wanted to go. It started rising and thinning until nothing was left but very small raindrops splattering everywhere.

"The council won't like that at all," Hector said to himself with amusement.

"Well, my friend Joey, you may be tired but as half demon, I can never tire!" Hector smiled, and raised his scythe so he was using it as a walking stick again.

"However, if you surrendered and swore your allegiance to me, I'm sure trakcing down this 'friend' shall be an easy task. What say you?"

[Joey Risk]

He raised his eyebrow slowly almost considering to take the chance to seice the fight. But no, he would not give in, all his years of trainning always told him never to trust a demon. "Well, this might be a very bad pun but...Go to hell!" He turnned and began to run, heading north back into town, he wanted to excape Hector.

[Hector]

Hector laughed at Joey's pun, though his smile faded when Joey fled. Hector remained where he was and did not chase. He didn't have to pursue Joey to know the battle was in his favour.

He could also tell by Joey's pun that he had a thing against demons.

The fool should meet my brother! Hector thought.
Yes... He's definitely an example of someone with demonic blood in him who still fights for good.

Hector laughed again. Unlike most demons, he was a man of his word. However it would have been foolish for Joey to accept his offer, for he would then himself have to fight for evil for the rest of his life.

... But still, Hector was getting impatient. He needed warriors and manpower before he could even start to accomplish his dreams. One man is struggling in his basement, and is useless to Hector until he can find his man. The other... Joey... Was running away from him. Definitely not ready to accept working for Hector.

But I will ask again in the future... Maybe he will change his mind!Hector thought to himself.
If only I knew where to look, I could get in contact with his 'friend' and persuade him to join my cause. Then Joey would be inclined to work for me. Yes... But I don't have any leeds.

Hector decided that for now, there was nothing to do but wait. Obviously the man he was looking for was not going to arrive, meaning either he's quit being a maniac, or something's happened to him... both of which were bad news to Hector.

Hector decided he would contact Joey later, and organise to meet up again. Joey gave him his number after all. Hector knew, however, that he would have to surpress the urge to test himself against Joey, as it wouldn't get him anywhere.

"Run while you can, we will meet again!" Hector said to himself, before turning and walking away.