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Devil Summoner (The healing touch)

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Yamada, Tarō Ran a small clinic with exclusive clientele from all over the world Devil summoners and their Demons. Few people in the world could treat demons the clinic was run by himself and his demon assistant koharu. The female demon was a time saver cleaning, paying the bills, taking appointments and assisting in surgery. She spent years working for him since he had been gifted by his father to his oldest child. "Do we have any appointments" the demon shook her head she was not going to talk to him.

He moved to the back changing out of his clothing it was time to go to his day job as a therapist helping to recover minds and bodies. The clinic was one of the most popular in Tokyo serving both the poorest and richest of the city. "We have a new patient" it was Koharu's human twin she looked so much like a human Koharu. He placed his name tag into his pocket and began checking the rooms. Many of the patients had spent months recovering from life threatening injuries that had left hem shattered husks.
 
His name was Miles Caufer, and he was the newest patient in this clinic. He sat in the back of his cell staring off into space, every now and again he would laugh to himself and say something to an entity that was not there. He had a childish mind and reacted to things childishly; often he babbled and said random jibberish or passages that he claimed were in the bible even though they were not. He jumped when the iron plate that covered the small barred window was slid back and turned his head to look there, his expression not changing despite his movements.

"Can I help you sir?", he asked, "The Count will be back soon if you wish to wait."

[I hope that's okay]
 
Tora opened the cell door it was clear the man was unstable but he should be able to handle himself. "I do not need to talk to the count is Miles available" he asked writing on a small piece of paper. His sister had brought him in claiming that he was not truly insane that he was in fact possessed by a demon. "Now i know this may hurt but you must open you're eyes" seeing without sight a sign of possession. He smiled siting down next to the patient if he was possessed or not he could become violent at any moment
 
Miles shoved the man away, giving a childish whine to inquire that he didn't want whatever it was that was going to hurt, when the man persisted he shoved him away again. It continued like this for a moment or two until finally the patient shoved the doctor away violently and hissed, his eyes flashing darkly; his demeanor entirely changed.

"Don't touch him!"
 
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He removed a cylinder setting his demon free the female ice queen stood next to him looking like she was made of glass. "I need restraints be gentle" the ice formed cuffs around the mans hands and wrists. "Now he must talk more" the chair she formed was made of triangles with three legs it looked fragile. "now who am i talking to now" he asked his demon leaning on his shoulder as he talked a vapor cloud forming near his mouth.
 
"I don't answer to you", the boy hissed, his voice low as he looked away from Taro, "this vessel is mine and my name is written on it" The face-though it was the same face-no longer looked like the boy that had been here when the doctor had first come in.
 
He placed his hand on the boy scanning his body with his magic the demon was a seed a small part of a big plant demon. "I am going to have to freeze you i will only kill one seed but that should work for a while" he began to freeze the boy he could not kill them all he would have to kill all twelve one at a time. He checked the board how old was he anyways where was he from he wanted to know more, no needed to know more.
 
As it turned out the boy was eighteen years old and had come from the city of Miyagi, his parents were foreigners though it stated that Miles was a citizen, that meant he'd been born in Japan. Previous doctor's reports hinted that he'd been possessed for a number of years. Mental reports from a previous psychiatrist stated that until the boy had turned 9 he had been mentally growing as any other child but had suddenly stopped for an unknown reason.

"The doll is a child, the child is a doll", Miles spoke suddenly, his head fallen down for a moment before he reared up and screamed in pain at the doctor's touch. "It hurts! Stop it!", he struggled against the restraints that did not give and cried, obviously wanting the pain to end. But it would not end, not until one of the seed that was being targeted was dead.
 
The ice surrounded the seed killing the small black item that was then absorbed into his body before he melted the ice. Taro was in his late 20's he had been a genius that taught himself medicine getting a degree when he was only twenty. "You are fine now but i will have to treat you again" the Bonds on his hands and feet began to melt as he pushed the boy onto his back kneeling next to him.

"You will have to rest soon but first i want to talk to you" Taro had short brown hair with green eyes. He placed his hand on the boys chest feeling his heart beat slowly through his chest. He did not like hurting people but it was part of his job in order to save them. "Miles what do you remember" he asked sweat forming on his own head such magic is difficult a demon can easily kill a man.
 
"What do you mean?", Miles asked, panting as he slowly came down from his panic that had been instilled by the doctor. What did he remember? What kind of question was that? What did he remember about what?
 
"what is the last thing you recall" there were a number of wounds most had been self inflicted by the demon to maintain control. "what was the last thing you did before the demon" he asks sliding off his cloths to inspect the boy starting with his shirt. "i want to help you" he smiled from behind his glasses.
 
Miles sat up and held his head, it was all just kinda dreamy.

"I remember talking to you", he said softly, "I remember my sister, I remember going to sleep, I remember a voice talking to me, it wouldn't let me sleep. For days and days and days, it kept talking, I was so tired but it just wouldn't let me sleep. I complained to Mommy, she seemed frightened and took me to a man who said he was going to help me. But he didn't help me, the voice kept talking. I was trying to sleep, 'do you want to sleep?' the voice asked me I said yes. 'Then sleep' it said and I fell asleep..." The boy got up and started pacing, scratching at his arms as he walked.

"The Count sits on the bed, he says bad things but he says he loves me. Late at night he takes me to the dark place and talks to me as I sleep against his breast...God is the shepherd and he raises his flock, no sin, no hate, obey the shepherd and the angel of death shall not see you", he was rambling."
 
The boy was talking like he was nine still he smiled. "Do you know where you are, do you know how old you are" his demon stood there she followed the boy making sure that he did not hurt himself or the demon. The boy reflected in her form as he passed only the light of a single candle to illuminate the three of them. Was Count a demon or was he a lost soul he would have to determine that latter.

"Would you like to see you're mother or sister" he asked he did not know how to treat someone like Miles. He had never encountered someone who had suffered something like he had the closes thing was kidnapping. He needed to see familiar things and people he needed to feel safe and that woudl be hard. He wrapped his arms around the boy he would have to wait to take him out of the small cell. "Miles you are safe i wont let count hurt you" he whispered into the boys ear.
 
The boy stopped then, he pulled away from the older male and stood watching him.

"The Count has never hurt me, the Count would never hurt me, the Count saved me from the voice, he sent it away when it was talking to you..." he looked at the bed for a moment.
 
The boy had answered not nearly half his questions "Are you hungry you have had nothing to eat since you arrived" grabbing a brief like lawyers carried he pulled out a brown paper bag and a sandwich. "You can have half" he offered handing the sandwich to the boy who looked hungry enough to eat his hand.
 
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Surprisingly, the boy refused with a shake of his head before he headed to his bed and crawled on to it; the moment his hand touched the blanket something appeared on the bed, a dark figure in a long coat. It wore a mask and coffins were chained along it's back in a mockery of a halo. Miles crawled into it's arms and nestled against it's chest as it wrapped it's grip around him and held him close.

Looking up from the boy, the figure turned it's masked gaze to the doctor and watched him for a long moment, saying nothing.
 
Taro did not react his demon was a summoner type able to call forth weaker demons to fight for her any ice type demon. "I presume you are the count" he did not moved he simple took of his glasses and leaned against a wall. The demon was powerful but so was he able to call forth any of 100 demons. He had only the only for the moment but she was powerful in that she could call more. "what do you want with the boy count" he asked looking down at his shoes and not the demon.
 
The Count watched the man still before he gently reached down and pulled Miles against him like one might hold a small medium sized dog. He wrapped his arms around him and stroked his hair, nestling him comfortably in the cavity of his body.

"You presume that I am the one hurting him", came a deep growling voice, "when in reality I am the one protecting him. Do you find me that frightening?"
 
He laughed "do you think you can frighten me" he smiled as he sat down watching the demon what could he do. Excommunicating the demon could hurt the boy as well traditional therapy might not work at all. "You know i think you could help me the boy needs love and care" he laughed eating his half of the sandwich slowly. He smiled looking at the boy he moved closer his demon ready to defend him. "do you want me to help the boy count" he asked.
 
"I want you to leave him alone", the Count replied, "I am protecting him from that which you can not and I will not leave him so long as if I did he would be vulnerable to the true enemy in this situation.", one shadowy hand left the boy and came down to the hilt of the sword that was latched to one of the many belts that wrapped the Count's body.
 
Black ice began to form around his hand his demon had conjured a yeti shaped demon from the other dark Tokyo. It was a large demon only half summoned its massive arm was as large as the bed. "You should not make threats count i am far stranger then i appear" forever ice as it was known was strong. Some demons at the dawn of time frozen in forever ice were still its prisoners. "the boy needs to grow up count he need friends, family and one day a lover"
 
The Count let out a loud snarl at Taro and held the boy who was watching the doctor with something of fear.

"I am the only friend, family and lover he needs! I stepped in when no one else could, I stopped the devil that tried to possess him, I am the one that saved his life and retained him as he is. I denied taking him when the devil offered him to me as a sacrifice and instead took the devil into my depths. I am the one that raised him and I am the only one that he needs!" The chains and coffins rattled, scratching could be heard and the doors of the coffins jarred and rattled as though each one held a powerful entity that was suffering and wanted out.
 
He shook his head the demon did not understand people he did not understand emotions the way a human would. "You can't see that he needs to grow up like a flower he needs water and sun to grow you can't give him that. He sent away the yeti like demon slowly the black ice began to vanish he placed his hand on the demon it began to burn. The angels arm there was no defense against it. "You are like a crutch or bandage you were needed once but no longer" he offered his hand to miles. "Miles come with me"
 
The Count howled and threw the doctor away with his coffins, slamming them into the floor and lifting himself up with them, Miles holding onto him tightly. Gently placing the boy his feet on the floor, the Count hovered above him his arms still half wrapped around the boy.

"You want me to leave? You think I am a crutch? Fine, let me show you what happens when I am removed; I will sit back and I will watch and he will call for me but I will not come. You shall see what I am holding back", and with that he was gone, leaving them both there alone together.
 
He stood up and tried to move his left arm the demon had snapped it like a twig any demon was stronger then any human it was the first law. "Miles can you hear me" he wrapped his right arm around his body. His right arm was fine and his head was bleeding slightly he smiled trying to think what he should do second. "Are you ok" he lifted the boy up forcing his arm to work as he held the boy in his arms he carried him to his office laying him in the patients couch. he looked around and found a bottle pouring hot water into it.
 
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