"H-Help me." I say softly as I stumble through the door of a mansion hidden in the woods. My clothes are torn and I have bleeding scratches all over my body. My hair is tangled and covering my eyes. I know I look like a mess and it isn't right to barge into other people's homes asking for help but I don't know what else to do. That man can never learn my secret.
"Are you alright?" I hear a concerned voice ask from not far away. When I look up I'm greeted by the sight of a dozen men staring at me curiously.
"Help. Please just hide me for 10- no 5 minutes. Just 5 minutes and I'll go away!" I say pleadingly as I glance out the nearest window only to see the only person I fear angrily walking up to the house. I can confidently say that the only thing in this world that can scare me is that man.
The men clearly notice my expression change at the sight of the man who is about to knock on the door. I grab my hair and squeeze my eyes shut as memories rush forward. Every whip, every slap, every cut. I relive those painful memories every night. The torture I endured, the abuse I suffered, all at the hands of my own uncle. After my parents died I was sent to live with him only to be subjected to violence whenever he felt like hurting me. As a kid i couldn't fight back and as I got older my fear only grew. When 'that' appeared 'that' told me he could never find out. If he knew what I could do he would kill me.
As soon as my uncle reaches the door he doesn't bother to knock and he barges into the house. When we lock eyes I stumble back in fear. "Damn bitch. How dare you run from me?!" He yells walking over to me. I notice one of the men stand up trying to get between us but he's too late as my uncle grabs me by the hair trying to drag me away.
When he pulls on my hair my eyes are revealed. I notice the shock on the faces of the group of men when they see them. My eyes are marbled blood red and ink black. When my eyes fill with tears they suddenly turn completely black and I have to fight for control with 'that' who wants to rip my uncle's head off.
As I struggle to escape the men run forward yelling but I can't hear anything as my body goes limp and my vision goes dark.
...
When I regain consciousness my eyelids are too heavy you open. My throat is dry and my body aches.
I struggle to open my eyes and when I finally succeed I'm greeted by an unfamiliar ceiling. I struggle to sit up and glance around the room. The whole room is grey and black with no pictures. It looks like the room of a straight man.
As if to confirm my guess someone opens the door and walks in. He's holding a tray of food in one hand as hey pushes open the door. It's one of the men who was sitting on the couch before.
"Good your finally awake." He says gently with a small smile.
I open my mouth trying to speak but I can't get a word out with my sore throat.
"Oh right! Sorry here's some water." He says apologetically as he hands me a glass of water. I reach out hesitantly to take the cup. I slowly raise it to my lips and gulp down the glass of water.
When I attempt to speak again my voice comes out hoarse and scratchy but I am able to say what I need too. "What happened after I passed out?" I ask looking at the man who is staring at me.
"Well after you lost consciousness me and my buddies beat the hell out of that man and we were able to treat your wounds with the help of a doctor we know." He said looking at me worriedly.
"Do you not feel disgusted?" I ask softly pulling my knees up to my chest.
"Why would I be disgusted?" He asks in confusion.
"My eyes and my hair. I'm told I look like a demon." I say looking at a strand of my long black and purple hair sadly. I got my hair from my mom and my eyes from my dad. I used to love them but now all I can think when I see my reflection is that I'm hideous. I look like a demon. I shouldn't have ever been born.
"I think you're beautiful." The man says softly as he gently tucks a strand of loose hair behind my ear.
"Do you really think so?" I ask as my eyes well up with tears. When I see him nod with a smile I can't help but feel my heart jump. He's so handsome.
"Oh! I totally forgot to ask! What's your name beautiful?" He asks curiously. I blush a little at his choice of words but I still hesitantly open my mouth to answer.
"My name is Bailey but I don't like anyone using it." I say softly looking away in embarrassment. All I want is to hear the name my parents gave me from someone else's mouth but every time I do I'm reminded of everything my uncle did to me. He only ever called my by my name when he was going to do something horrible to me.
"Then what do you want me to call you?" He asks gently with a soft smile on his face. I look over wearily but answer him anyway.
"My family used to call me Bebe but my friends call me Bunny." I say not looking him in the eye. I can't bring myself to look at him directly. I don't want him to hate me.
"Okay then I'll call you Bebe.". He says happily making me look up at him wide eyed.
"Why not Bunny?" I ask tilting my head to the side curiously. I can't understand why he would use the name my family uses instead of the one my friends use.
"Because I want to be different from your friends." He says making me look down sadly. He doesn't want to be my friend. I should have expected this.
'No silly he's our mate! How could you treat your mate as a friend?! He's your future baby daddy!' Says a voice in my head surprising me.
When I was 16 I suddenly shifted into a strange winged creature. I wasn't sure what I was at the time but she told me that she's a hybrid dark pixie and shapeshifter. What I became was her original form. I can also turn into anything I can think of as long as I've seen it before. Her name is Nixie. She told me about mates once a long time ago. A mate is our other half. We were put together by the gods. Our perfect match. The only hint she had was that he would be our savior. At first I thought that meant he would get me away from my uncle but even after waiting for a long time he never appeared so I gave up hope and broke out on my own. I didn't expect that I would stumble into his house when I was running for my life.
"I just thought my mate would use the same name as my friends. I don't mind but it's just different for me." I say softly acting like I knew from the start that we were mates.
'Shameless' Nixie scoffs but I just ignore her acting as if I can't hear her.
"How did you know!?" The man asks shocked as he looks at me. His loud voice makes me flinch instinctively. I'm not afraid but my body is used to being hit after hearing a loud noise.
"W-well I can smell it?" I say uncertainly. His question really made me doubt myself. He really smells heavenly.
"B-but aren't you a human?" He asks puzzled as he takes another sniff of my scent.
"Ah... No I'm a dark pixie and shapeshifter hybrid." I say shaking my head slightly.
"D-dark pixie?" He asks dumbfounded.
"Yeah. Problem?" I ask nonchalantly as I look at him with a straight face.
"No-no problem." He says looking at me like I'm a puzzle he can't figure out.
"Sooooooo~ what's your name~?" I ask dragging out my syllables.
"My name is Leon but my everyone calls me Leo." He says with a smile. It took all of 2 seconds for him to recover from his shock.
"You got a middle name?" I ask quizzically. He looks at me puzzled but answers anyway.
"My full name is Leon Kai Greyson." He says with a raised brow.
"Bailey Neon Maddison." I say reaching out a hand. He looks at me for a second before shaking my hand with an amused smile.
"How about I call you Neon and you can call me Kai?" He asks uncertainly.
"Okay. Kai." I say nodding my head shyly.
"Okay. Neon." He says stoftly as he looks into my eyes with a gentle gaze.
'We should get laid.' Says Nixie startling me.
I let out a grunt of frustration flopping back on the bed with a red face. "If we didn't share a body I would hit you for that Nix." I mumble under my breath. Leon stares at me in confusion as I scold Nixie. I pause and some in embarrassment. "Sorry it's my Pixie. She likes to spout nonsense whenever she pleases." I say sitting up but avoiding eyes contact unable to think about anything other than what Nixie said.
"What did she say?" He asks curiously.
"Ah... W-well.... I-it's.... Um... Well... That's.. Y-you know.... It's um girl things?" I stutter out helplessly. Even I wouldn't believe me. Just as I'm feeling flustered I feel my soul getting pulled into my body as Nixie takes control.
My eyes go completely black as my hair turns royal blue. I try to push my way forward and take over before she says anything but it's too late as she opens her mouth to talk. Her voice is slightly lower than mine and seems to shake your soul just by the sound alone. "I said we should get laid but my human is too shy to say it." Nixie says with a teasing grin before letting me take over.
"Fuck you Nixie." I say in embarrassment unable to look my mate in the eyes.
"She seems fun." Leon says trying not to laugh. I glare playfully at him before replying.
"More like horny. She's a dark pixie so it's no wonder she's so impatient." I say with a sigh. I understand her feelings but we only just met. I don't want him to think I just want to use him.
"Why is that?" He asks in confusion as he looks at me quizzically.
"Well you should know of the 7 deadly sins right?" I ask already knowing that he must have at least heard of them.
"Pride, Greed, Lust, Envy, Wrath, Gluttony, and Sloth. Right?" He asks after thinking for a moment.
"Yes. A dark pixie is just a light pixie that worships one of the 7 Sins. Nixie is the Sin of Lusts priestess. As one of her priestesses she has the blessing of lust. In simple terms it means she's always horny." I say simply. He nods seeming to understand the situation.
'If I had known my lady would do this to me I would have chosen Sloth. Then maybe I could sleep everyday.' Nixie says with a shrug.
"She just said that if she knew about the blessing beforehand she would have chosen Sloth so she could always sleep. She doesn't even care about me anymore. I think she's more suited to being the queen's servant. I sometimes wonder why she even chose to merge with me." I say with a sigh. Stupid pixie. She just likes to make trouble for me.