I closed my eyes and hugged my knees tight to my chest and continued thinking of that man's profound yet gloomy voice that admonished me. His words reverberated over and over in my head like a plague, starting off as a soft ripple in my heart before taking it over entirely.
Strength? Didn't I yearn for it? I pondered silently. I thought of my mother's sweet smile, or her soft voice, Old man Barnes, my wicked father, sister, clan, that woman and all the men whom I serviced. All of my experiences until now shaped me until who I was now, but that did not mean I could not take the reins and change myself of my volition.
Who said I couldn't grasp my fate in my hands. Do what I want, from now I will eat what I want, say what I want and do what I want. My eyes opened in resolve. With newfound conviction, I tried ringing back the control of my body trying hopelessly to wake up but I felt an eerie irksome entity rejecting me but that only made me try harder than before to wring back in control from whatever was possessing my body.
Amid that, I saw a bright red flame before me shrouded in black mist; I approached it but it wasn't radiating any heat, in fact it was cold, bitingly so. I reached my hand out to touch it and the black mist wrapped itself around my hand. 'That's so odd,' It didn't feel uncomfortable, it was just freezing, but that chilliness was refreshing somehow.
The black mist attached itself to me and crawled from my left hand up to my forearm before slowly seeping its way in. The black mist continued to sink into my skin and I didn't resist, it just felt so right, after the black mist made its way into my skin the red ball followed, it was much colder than the black mist but it was bearable. After some time, the red flame also dug its way into my skin till it was swallowed.
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"DAMMIT!" I cupped my head in my hands and shook it feeling that girl trying to regain control, it was too soon I had not had enough of it to eat yet. My parched throat still yearned for more, I needed more!
I fell to the ground and shrieked, fighting back, "GIVE ME BACK MY BODY!!" I could hear the girl screaming in her consciousness, "No dammit!" I needed more blood, I could not stop feeding now, I plopped to the ground breathing heavily as I felt my control being stripped from me.
'Wait what?' I gave another scream 'Was that puny girl trying to devour me!!' I rolled around on the ground I could slowly feel my soul being torn apart piece by piece. "How can she have that power!" I shrieked again at the pain. My soul was slowly being eaten away by her and melded into her own soul. If that continues, I would cease to exist!
I reached out for my scythe trying to use it to stand up but it rejected me, weighing more than a thousand tons in my palm. I widened my eyes in terror 'My scythe was opposing me?!,'
"Curse you, gir-," I didn't finish my sentence before I faded away into nothingness, the last shred of my soul fully merging with that girl.
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I slowly opened my eyes and all too familiar grimy scent of blood assailed my nose , I lifted my head from a puddle of burning hot goo and as I gazed around I saw a familiar scene almost identical to that fateful night where my clan was put to rest.
Bodies were strewn across the floor, completely decimated, either cut in half vertically or horizontally organs spewing out or they looked as if they popped from the inside out and sliced and diced into thousands of pieces if you could ever imagine that.
'What is it that keeps taking over my body? Did I get possessed?'
In a way that sight was comforting, it gave me an odd sense of nostalgia, maybe I broke if I felt comfortable in it, but the question was when did I break? Could you blame me? I dragged my body up from the icy red floor, the previously brown floor hidden beneath layers of blood. I lifted a few strands of my hair dyed red with blood, 'I should go wash up' I thought.
I stepped forward, but my foot knocked into something solid; I looked down to see a huge black scythe, its silvery blade covered in blood but that couldn't hide the red inscriptions glowing red and emitted a black wisp. I was momentarily shocked, but I left it there for now.
I stepped across a few mangled bodies and made my way to a water basin it was reasonably clean so I began washing my hair and face, scrubbing till my skin felt itchy and raw.
Finally satisfied, I glanced down at my now wet hair to find the previously silver hair faded into a shiny black that shimmered purple and blue. 'What?' I rushed to a room, my feet leaving bloody trails wherever I went I picked up a shard of broken glass and that when I saw it. 'What the hell happened!?'
I stared with wide eyes at the unfamiliar yet familiar person before me. My usually entirely silver hair now, in the middle, faded into a pitch-black that glimmered a deep purplish-blue hue. My two deep blue jewelled eyes, well previously so, my right eye remained its natural colour but now my left eye was blood red glowing dangerously. My clear pristine skin now had glowing red inscriptions wrapping around my middle finger on my left hand running to my forearm, the inscriptions looked an awful lot like the ones on the scythe from before the only difference was that my hand didn't emit strange black wisps. 'What the hell is going on?!'
While I was pondering on this question that same deep indifferent voice from that abyss rang far, yet close. 'It's because you ate it,' I looked around searching for the person who spoke, "Who are you?! What do you want from me!? Why were you in my 'dream' before!?" I yelled, standing ready to attack at any moment.
'You aren't qualified to know my name but I can explain a few things to you, however, it would do you good to escape from here, there might be guards coming to investigate soon,'
"Huh?!"
'Take the scythe too, cover up, and run'
I still had more questions, however, though hard to admit that man was right. I hurried changed into some more clothes and I found including some gloves to cover up the tattoos and an eye-patch to cover my red-eye. I grabbed a cloak and went over to the scythe.
"Hey, I think someone is up here!! Catch them!" along with that shout I heard dozens of footsteps approaching me at a fast pace. 'Dammit!' I thought 'Why is this scythe so heavy what is it made of?!' I pulled on the scythe trying my best to pull it from the ground where it left a heavy indentation. The footsteps were getting nearer and nearer as each second went by, I glanced around frantically. 'Come on, Come on, Lift for me!' I did one final tug putting all my weight behind it and I could barely lift it but I couldn't think anymore. The guards were in my line of sight.
"There they are, grab them!" I rushed to a window, dragging the massive scythe with me.
'Girl, just drop some blood on the scythe, give it a name and use an indicating phrase like 'open sesame or something,'
I was confused for a moment but with nothing to losee I immediately bit my finger, sending a couple of drops of blood on the silvery blade, "Huh? Okay, your name's Death Scythe and um..... Come slice for your master!" I strangely did as he told me, no matter how retarded I felt doing so, but it was my only hope. Just as I was about to give up the Scythe and my left arm shone even brighter, both emitting a black fog before the scythe became weightless in my hands. It was a miracle. With nothing else weighing me down, I sped up and jumped on the windowsill. "See ya later bitches!" I said with my back facing the guards that had reached out to grab my arm before jumping out from the third floor.