Ennead || Unseen

Anywhere the wind blows

(WELCOME TO THE APEPI REWRITE. PLEASE TREAT ME NICE BUT ALSO BE HONEST OF HOW YALL THINK OF THE DIFFERENCES.)

The world is cruel.

You've known this since you were yanked out of the Nile as an infant.

Life as a human was blurry in your mind. All you can remember is pointless manners and vicious beatings. Why would anyone be human? You'd become quite better as a beast. Why would anyone ever have parents?

Your parents were mean to snakes.

You had giggled. The animal is familiar, with its long scaled body and void eyes. It slithers towards you and you let it, watching as it tucks itself under your knee, away from the hot sun. You reach down to gently touch its head.

It flinches and looks up, flicking its tongue at your fingers. You giggle, it tickles! Slowly you coax it out and it comes out of its hiding to look at you. You smile and open your mouth, showing it your teeth. It raises it's head up and shows it's own teeth.

Only for a stick to go straight through it's skull.

You scream as your hair is grabbed and you're yanked backwards.

"Satiah! You cursed child, get your ass over here! I thought I told you stop fucking around!" Your father yells before hitting you with the stick, the blood splattering on you as you cried for help.

Your mother stared on, as usual.

He only stopped when you stopped howling in pain. Spit hits your cheek and you barely flinch.

"Fucking bitch, you're gonna make me miss my fortune. Do you know how much they'd pay for a slave that looks like you? Don't you dare waste my fortune by doing something dumb like playing with snakes! Seth's caravans pay a lot for little playthings like you."

The name triggers something deep in you. Your eyes dilate, your nails sharpen, your fangs sharpen.

"...I'm hungry..."

"What was that bitch? You want more- WOAH!"

You grab onto his leg, nails piercing deep into his calf. He stumbles and falls backward. You rake your fingers through, making him scream as you rip apart the tendons and muscles.

"I'm hungry."

You crawl over him. He punches you straight in the face but you just claw into his forearm, making him yank back.

"IM. HUNGRY."

"Satiah! Stop, you demon child! I should have never saved you from-"

"That's not my name" you hiss at your mother before looking down at your father, your eyes empty.

It was like staring at a beast, soulless. No reason, no emotion, just pure instinct.

You grip his throat so hard, your claws sink in and grasp his trachea before yanking it out completely.

As your mother screamed and ran away, you chewed on it. You stand up and start following her, walking. You couldn't let your prey get away.

Satiah was a hungry young girl.

A runaway from everywhere she's ever been.

She was no stranger to the world.

But you are no longer Satiah.

You have no idea how old you are anymore. Apparently old enough said the men who would try to lure you in, not knowing that you were the one luring them. You'd leave covered in red.

You were hungry.

Many times you've been grabbed and drugged and caged and almost brought to that cursed place where women and children go to be slaughtered.