"Wait so you're the girl that scared my father and made him send the whole army including prisoners?" Tyson pointed at her.

"Well if you put it like that you make me sound terrible" Jay mocks.

"Haha very funny would you like a cookie?" Tyson said sarcastically.

Jay was alarmed there was no way the prince of hell was alone there had to be other animals. She made a soft aura not giving to much of herself out. In fear of being caught and thrown back to the dungeons.

"So can I ask you something?" Tyson looked at her carefully examining her looks. Of course people would call that checking her out. But of course he would never say that aloud.

"Shoot" Jay responded.

"So uh how are you the most dangerous I mean you don't seem that bad" he laughed.

"Judging by my patterns I see well never judge on its surface I can assure you if I wanted to leave jail with your fathers head I would've"

"So, im guessing that you're not gonna give me the whole story" he rubbed the back of his neck nervously.

"If I had you would've tried to kill me and last thing I need is to chop your head off and mail it to your father"

"That bad? Ok then"

They continued to walk yet something was being a pest. Can you guess? That's right discord the little runt kept talking. Jay was getting more and more irritated by the second. No one could see that in her expression it was just blank.

"Something wrong? You're being a bit quiet"

"Im fine"

'WHY WONT YOU LET ME TALK TO HIM HES OUR MATE IM SURE HE WONT MIND' Discord yelled.

'WHY YOU'RE ASKING ME WHY? WELL I DONT KNOW MAYBE BECAUSE YOU MIGHT POUNCE ON HIM LIKE A FUCKING DOG WE DONT EVEN KNOW IF HES GAY YET SO CHILL' Jay yelled back very annoyed by his very voice.

Tyson couldn't hear them but if he had he would be extremely confused. Jay was starting to let off a dark aura in frustration. causing tyson to stop and stare.

"Uh you sure you're fine?"

"Yes"

"Alrighty then"

Hey guys sorry I ended the chapter I still need some more ideas so uh comment some if you want thats all devils- Jay Daredevil