Pic of Thorn in the Media
My will was constantly being fought against by a weak little girl who went by the name of Rosalyn Phantomhive.
So, in other words, she was completely and totally irritating. Sure, the Snake had created me to overcome her will during a battle for her personal protection, but he was missing the big point:
It wasn't me who was living in Rosalyn's body; she was living in a perfect version of my body.
It didn't help that sometimes I woke up and I was lying in the bed of my black-haired counterpart, instead of in my room inside Rosalyn's mind palace. The spell the Snake used on us to bind us together must've been loosening.
I knew what would happen if it snapped-but did Rose?
She stopped in front of the front doors, Snake standing behind her.
"Are you nervous, Mistress? We still have time to leave; I told the carriage driver to wait." The Snake sounded like he was genuinely concerned for the weaker girl, but I seriously doubted that it was genuine. After all, he put me in this body. It's mine now.
He can't have feelings for another girl than me.....can he?
"I'm not really sure." She frowned, and I saw her thoughts, shuffling across a screen in motion picture-like way. She seemed to be thinking about this little blue-haired boy with a bright smile and two ocean blue eyes.
Honestly, I couldn't care less. I banged against the side of her memory storage, and attempted to open it. Nothing. It was only cracked slightly open, and that didn't give me a lot to work with.
Without access to her memory banks, I sadly can't access her neural network, and that's pretty bad news for me, because I can't get out and grab control of my body.
The doors to the mansion swung open, and a black haired man with red eyes peeked out of the doorway, smiling a close eyed smile that was definitely fake.
I spoke to Rose, "I wouldn't trust this guy. He's a demon."
So are you.
"So?"
I felt her roll her eyes, and we walked inside.
Sorry it was short guys! This was more of a filler chappie than the others, but I've been working on tons of art projects and I couldn't find time to update.
~EP
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