*For me and HallowEastWord* Name: Lucas Schliebener Age: 25 Height: 5'8" Body Type: Muscular Eyes: *Are supposed to be brown* Lucas couldn't believe he had been so stupid. Demons just couldn't be trusted...no matter how much you love them, or how much they say they love you. In fact, his ex was probably laughing about how dumb Lucas was to fall for him. He sped on the highway on his motorcycle. He had no clue where he was going or what he was going to go. Everything seemed hopeless at this point. He couldn't face the military either. He was supposed to kill that damned demon and he should have taken the many opportunities he had, but he couldn't, his own feelings made sure to get in the way of that. Eventually Lucas stopped off in a small town. He got some grub then took a back road out into the forest. That was when it started to pour down raining. "shit" He slowed down, and saw what looked like an abandoned building. He drove over to it then pulled out the cover for his Harley. He covered the bike then ran inside the house. Once the door was closed he walked into what seemed to be a living room. There was a dusty old couch where he could sleep until morning.