It wasn't your fault, you lashed out on instinct...

The task force had recently figured out how to bond humans and demons. Luckily, you and Gaz usually got along pretty well. Usually.

You and Gaz were in his private quarters where he refused to speak to you. He was so angry, you both had gotten so close to having the information you needed.

Your mission was easy, capture the target and extort any info you could get from them. The only issue was that they wouldn't. Speak.

Being a demon, you naturally always had some pent up anger which only rose every minute of your time the enemy captain wasted. You were having a bad day already so your instincts kicked in and you brutally killed them.

Gaz was pacing around his room angrily until he broke the deafening silence. "You just couldn't help yourself, could you? That's all you'll ever be. A destructive, angry demon."

Deep down, that wasn't what he meant, it was more a heat of the moment thing. Even then, it hurt to hear from the person you trusted the most.