Ennead || Unseen

You'd do about anything

For some time, you stayed there. You don't know, you don't count days. You feasted on the many foods in that place with that man in there. But the boy always made sure that you must be hidden when he awakes.

You wonder if the boy is like you.

You watch as he frowns and his dark eyes down turn. He sighs as he looks down at the man... before walking away, back to you. You'd be finishing up another corpse he dragged to you, always making you sit and wait for him to bring you your meal. Close by the door to hide you quickly if needed. You didn't care and dug into your feast. He'd pet your hair, careful not to hook his fingers in the many stray knots and curls.

You've grown to like being treated as a pet.

What you didn't like is how much time both him and that other boy spent gazing at this man. What's so special? You found out when overhearing your boy one day, squatted next to him and holding his larger palm in his small fingers.

"Father..." he'd whimper, as if praying to this drunkard.

Something tickled inside you for the first time in a long time. 

Your breath grew heavy as this tickle turned searing, eyes dilating and making everything around you blurry. Your fangs grew longer, your claws sharpened and this all without your control. You wanted to rip into him. Free your boy as you freed yourself.

Perhaps you can both be beasts.

Back in his room, you sat next to him as he carefully transcribed something. You stared before you spoke.

"Is that drunk man your father?"

His quill scratched unnaturally, ruining the animal he was writing. His eyebrows furrowed and his gentle lips quivered.

"...yes."

You leaned forward, movements quick and jerky.

"Let me devour him. He doesn't deserve life if he makes you cry."

Anubis' eyes widen. "W-what?"

"I said, let me devour him-"

"No. You aren't allowed to touch him." His voice made you pause for once... before you lean closer.

"Let me devour him! He has hurt you in some way, I can see it. He should pay-"

He whips his head towards you. "I said you cannot touch him!" He yells, making you jolt for a second. His teeth are bared, teeth threatening and eyes sharpened.

Yes....

He softens more as he glares at your attempt of a smile. "What? What is it?"

You smile wide- entirely wrong. The ends of your mouth don't curl up, instead widening as you bare your full sets of teeth at him, more uncanny than friendly.

"You are like me."

You put your hand on his cheek, claws lightly grazing against his temple as he stares up at you with fear and... awe in his eyes.

"A beast."

You decide to free him without his permission.

Sauntering back into that open room, you step over the fresh dead meat. Even with the open air, it stinks of metal and rot. The wine cup is empty and you know it's the perfect time to strike.