Chapter 135 - First Day on Earth

"Why are they walking through you?" He asked, pointing as humans walked through Bane almost as if nothing was there.

'Same goes for you!' Bane chuckled.

"Wow!" He gasped just as a teenager with deadlocks walked through him.

"Oh, we are spirit beings. Technically, we do not exist to the humans."

'Not exist. We do not have physical bodies and so we are unable to grasp their sense of solidity.' Bane corrected him. 'I would suppose we get over to the mission already. Where is it at?' 

"Yes, that is right. Today is the last day and it already seems like the day is fast dwindling already."Sunday muttered, looking up into the sky. 

The set up of Earth atmospheric conditions was not so much different as that of Orun. There was the sun, clouds, numerous buildings here and there and of course, even more numerous were ehe people walking about on their feet. 

And the people who were also walking through him as they pleased. He frowned at that, beginning to show unease at the mere fact that there were walking through him. It felt strange, to suddenly come to grasp that he was not as solid as he would like. 

With a sigh, he shook his head and looked to Bane. 

'What is it? You seem like you have lost you morning meal already. Don't tell me..' Bane jaw lengthened into a sinister smile.

"Stop with the teasing." Sunday glared at Bane. He whistled out a current of air from his pursed lips as he fixed his eyes on the humans of different shapes and sizes that kept waking through them.

"You know what? I can hardly concentrate if these guys keep walking in through us like we are not existing." Sunday said, looking up to the skies. As he did, he scanned the top, trying to find a place where he could be in without the constant distractions of the humans phasing through.

Then it hit him. He could actually find himself on a roof. That way, he could be on there without having to get distracted by the humans over and over again.

"Humans and their issues." He muttered.

They kept rushing and as such, kept running into problems. Resorting, at the end, to the Gods for some sort of relief.

"Bane, let's go up there." He pointed with his right hand to the top of the shop where he had placed his back on.

Above the storey building was a flat decking. It as perfect because up there, not only did he not have to worry about the humans but the structure of the decking could support them almost as if they were standing on the ground.

He looked to Bane and nodded up. Bane followed his gesture, looking up there.

'And how exactly do you intend on getting there?' Bane asked him.

Sunday did not reply him. He merely chuckled and dashed forward to the side of Bane. The Prickled Bane Winged Wolf tried to follow him only to gasp as Sunday grabbed his fur, the fur on the musculature of his wings, hefting himself to the back of him.

'How dare you?' He growled in the mind of Sunday.

"Come on.." Sunday laughed. "It's the first time I ever get to ride you."

'I am not your horse!' Bane growled and shook himself, attempting to dislodge Sunday. 

The Irunmole held on tight, laughing at the attempts of Bane as he swayed from left to right. After trying futilely, the Wolf relented and sighed.

'You are aware time is counting against us? Time in Earth does not follow the system of Orun timing, remember?' 

"yes... That's why you should take me up there, okay?" Sunday asked as he adjusted himself to sit on the hump of Bane, his hands clutching the neck furs of the Wolf.

Bane sighed, bellowing a column of air from his snout. He stretched his wings, the wings to the shop going right through it without any resistance. Bane harrumphed and then with a flap of his wings to the ground, his body mass of 9ft in height lifting up into the atmosphere.

After a little while, they get up, Sunday enjoying the ride all through. Bane tilted his weight to the right side, lowering down to the decking of the building. 

On it, he lowered his frontal paws into a knee,ballowing Sunday to slide down from his neck down to the ground.

On the ground, Sunday stretched, inhaling the air.

"Ah, yes... This is better!" He sighed, happily as he observed the setting of the decking.

It appeared to be as neat as something without the influence of humans regularly, would be. There were a few stones here and there, mostly pebbles and odd materials of pens and little metals and of course, nylons. He saw a kite to the opposite end and bit his lip, considering whether to go for it or not.

Speaking of Niniola, he purposed in his heart to ask Bane about how his journeying with her had gone. He needed to know she was fine because she meant alot to him. Even though he ran from her, which was because he needed to grow strong without her tanking everything for him, his heart still ached for her.

If anyone had told him he would one day, miss the stickiness of that girl, he might have argued the opposite of that. 

But now, he had to admit it. He missed her being around. Still, it was necessary. Yes, it was totally necessary.

Sunday took some steps forward. There was just a few inches from and the end of the decking. As he got to the end of it, he looked down, noting the drop in distance between the decking and the ground. Even though it was only a 2 storey building, the drop into the oddly deeper, open gutter was scary of some sorts. 

He looked past it, on to the next building.m, this one having a grey steel roof. Humans walked into the door and some stopped to greet one another. 

He observed the activity of the ones who were greeting, a couple of three youths with colorful dressing. He smiled. They had the same vibrance as he had and so he surmised that they were youths or something.

He looked across the road, a lazy smile pasted across his face. As he did, Bane growled into his mind.

'We need to get done with this already. The sun should be setting very soon. So, if you want to ace this, bring out your brief and let's locate this human.' Bane said to him, mentally.

"Oh, that's right!" Sunday shrugged. He pulled his left hand up and then began to fiddle with the ring on other pinky finger, without taking his eyes from the ground.

He fumbled with it for some time but to no avail. Taking his focus from the road, he looked on to the ring and rubbed it with the pinky finger and the thumb of his right, while he held out his pinky I'm the form of a pinky promise, on the left hand.

As he did, the ring flickered and the items in it appeared within his mind. However, just as that happened, Sunday frowned.

In his peripheral vision, he had gotten a view of a strange scene. A woman, wearing a yellow, flowery patterned gown, knee length and a black wavy hair splayed over her shoulders seemed to be flickering in and out of existence. 

And as she flickered off, a grotesquely built purplish creature appeared where she was, only to flicker out of existence to be replaced with the woman. 

Already, Sunday pulled out the parchment scroll in which he was supposed to find the briefing of the human girl he was assigned to. His mouth was agape as he stared at the sight. 

"Bane... What do you think? Do demons camouflage themselves this badly?" Sunday asked, still shocked at what he was seeing.

"I have actually detected several demonic energies since we had come over here. However, they are not in the mood for a fight or already you would have been swarmed." Bane replied. 'The grudge between Irunmoles and Demons is eternal.' 

Just about then, the lady-demon suddenly jerked her head towards his location, her eyes locking him in the eyes. And after that, the next moment, her body flickered for the last time as she vanished from sight.

Sunday exhaled in relief, turning his eyes to the parchment scroll with him. "You are right! There are in no mood for a fight." Sunday said as he started to pull the scroll open.

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