Felix blushed as Kiara kissed his cheek. He smiled, then laid down on the couch and went to sleep. Soon, though, he began to hear voices, like he was listening in on a conversation.<br/>"Should we tell him, master?", said a raspy, high pitched voice, as two figures came into view - a short one in a red cloak, and a burned, blistered face - the one who was talking. And a taller one, three times as tall as Felix, facing away from him, cloaked in black and with cloven feet.<br/>"NO!", Lucifer shouted as he stomped a hoof in anger, sparks flying. "He can't find out what is is yet, Igor. He's not strong enough, it might kill him. Whatever you do, don't tell him he's a -" Lucifer stopped. He turned towards Felix, red eyes glaring from a pitch black hood.<br/>"So... your power grows. Good. But, you're still not strong enough!", he said as he reached a hand out towards Felix. Felix backed up, tripped, and woke as he fell off the couch. He looked around bewildered, and sat in a fetal position, hands on his head, shaking and breathing heavily.<br/>"What the hell...", he thought aloud.