Friend Of Shadows

Breaking Point

Just going to leave that there......

💫Mabel POV💫

"Oink oink!" Waddles squealed joyfully as I tightly embraced him in my arms. I laughed, putting him down on the pink shag carpet. He squealed yet again, and started running around the room. And I chased after him, laughing as I did so.
    Soon enough I caught him, and he tried to struggle out of my grip, but failed. Placing him on the bed, I sat on my knees and touched noses. After pulling away, he jumped as gracefully as a pig can off of the bed. I took that as a sign he didn't want to play anymore.
    So, I grabbed one of my fashion books that I made from off of my bedpost, and attempted to read. But there was something that has been on my mind for a while now, and I desperately wanted to ask Alcor about it.
    But that could end badly. I still wasn't exactly sure what to expect from him, so he could blow his lid at a single thing I say. Although, from what I observed, he is pretty well tempered. For a demon, of course.
    And there is the issue of Ford. If I do end up asking, which I probably will, I would want him to be there with me since it is a pretty big question. Even though he still has a bad image on Alcor, I know that Ford could rein that in when I'm with him. But if Ford couldn't, then things could go horribly wrong. 
    Overall, asking Alcor about what's on my mind could end catastrophicly in more ways than one. Plus, the bad outcomes out weigh the better one. But, I'm a flipping member of the pines family, and they never back down from a challenge. So, there is no way I'm chickening out of this. And neither is Ford.
    Slamming my book shut, I get up and walk over to the magical door. Thinking about Ford, I slowly open up the door. I find him sitting on his desk with papers scattered around him, the lights dim. He has his elbows on his desk and his hands gripping his hair tightly. Sighing loudly, he brings his hands to his face that I couldn't see.
    Gulping, I break the silence in the room. "Great Uncle Ford?" I say just loud enough for him to hear. He whips his head around, and I see that his face and hair was a mess. 
    "Oh, Mabel. It's only you." he says bluntly, turning back to his papers. I step all the way through the door, it slamming behind me.
    "Are you OK? You don't look so good." I start slowly walking over to him. He stands up from his swivel chair and faces me,
    "What do you mean, I'm fine! There's nothing wrong with me!" he forces a smile after he says this.
    "If you say so..." I say disbelieving.
    "Now, what have you come into my room for." he asks me, genuinely curious.
    "Well, I have to ask you something..."
    "Shoot"
    "Do you think you would be willing to come with me to ask Alcor about Pacifica?" I ask hopefully.
    Let's just say, if he had been drinking anything, I would have been soaked. His face shone disbelief.
    "Are you really already that comfortable around that demon?! Even if he did answer you, who's to say he isn't lying?" he protests. 
    I cross my arms. "I trust him enough to believe most of the things that come out of his mouth. I've spent some time with him, and he's a really great guy!" I exclaim.
    Ford pinched the brige of his nose, closing his eyes. "He's manipulateing you Mabel! Isn't it obvious!? I've trained you for this type of thing!"
    "Yes, you have. And none of the flags of manipulation are going off in my brain whenever I talk to him, so I trust him, at least a little."
   He sighs and opens his eyes before continuing. "You know what, there is absolutely no way I'm going to change your mind. So i might as well make sure you don't get hurt." Ford says, crossing his arms and looking at the ceiling.
    I manage to crack a small smile. "Thank you Ford."
    "Yeah, yeah. Now let's ask this demon before I change my mind." He says stubbornly.
    My smile widens. Walking over to the door, I think of Alcor, and the door immediately swings open.
    "Yes?" Alcor asks, popping his head through the door. He's dressed in his usual formal wear, and looked to be in his living room.
    "Can we talk to you for a second?" I ask, sweat already forming on my palms for when I ask the real question. He stares at me for a few seconds before answering.
    "Sure, but can you make it quick? I kind of want to relax, it's been a very stressful and anger enducing day."
    Great. Stressful and anger enducing. Perfect for asking about a family member who got taken away while my other one wants to murder him.
    "Sure, yeah. We will try." I say hurriedly.
    He gives me a weird look, but floats in anyway. Making his cane appear, he casually leans on it. Sweat is now starting to form on my forehead, slightly dripping. I look over at Ford, who is sending daggers in his angry glare. Alcor ignores this though, and merely closes his eyes.
    "So, what is it?" he asks us.
    Before I could even get a chance to reply, Ford beats me to it. "We want to know what that other demon did with Pacifica, demon." he spat.
    Alcor seemed unfazed by Fords angry tone, and replied with a hushed voice.
    "All I can tell you is that she is healthy and fine. I don't keep up with my friends twenty-four seven, Ya hear?"
    Fords face reddens in color. "I know for a fact that you can tell us more! If you know that she's alive, then you know where she is or have seen her. So give us some details!"Ford yelled angrily, which I could see was starting to get on Alcors nerves, as his pointy ears started to twitch ever so slightly.
    "No, I haven't seen her. I know where she is, yes, but I am not allowed to do anything to her under demon law. She is safe and in great care, that is all I know." Alcor replies, a bit of irritation showing in his hushed voice.
    That's when Ford had it. I knew this would happen! I mentally said to myself. 
    Ford got up in the demons face. "I've had it with your games, demon. I've been surrounded by monsters for thirty years straight, and you are no different from them! All you are is a monster, a demon who kills and injures people for your own pleasure! Your a master manipulator, as shown by Mabel. But your flattery won't work on me. Your a decendant from Bill, I knew him, and your exactly like him, and nothing more!" he shouted, making Alcor float to the ground to be eye level with him. Alcor is a bit taller than Ford, but he only had to look down a few inches.
    Ford stepped back, a look of confidence on his face, while mine was mask with horror. I looked at Alcor for his reaction. His fists were clenched, trembling from what I could only presume was anger. Soon it spread though his whole body, ending with him shaking uncontrollably. Ford we're to realize his mistake, as slight fear creeper into his features.
    Then, suddenly, Alcor fell onto his knees, clenching his eyes shut, and gritting his teeth. Slowly, a small wind started up around him. His hair lightly flowed in the wind, along with stray pieces of clothing. He started breathing very heavily, as if he was hyperventilating. As the winds picked up even more, I noticed his teeth get sharper in his mouth.
    He stopped breathing for a moment, and his eyes snapped open. Instead of their usual blue cat eyes, they were pure black, with a small slit of yellow acting as a pupil. Then, almost instantaneously, his body became engulfed in black, with only bricklike yellow patterns coloring him. A third golden eye appeared on his forehead, as if it had been closed and was just being opened. The wings that used to be small wings on his lower back grew to be larger than his own body, and were now located on his shoulder blades.
    What had Ford done!?

🌑Alcor POV🌑

    I felt myself slip away into insanity. The anger that I felt was too much, and I couldn't hold it in any longer. I was forced to let it out, and not in a good way.
    My form shifted into someone who I managed to stay hidden for a long time; my true demonic self. The form I used most of the time was merely just a cocoon to help contain this. Now that it's free, there was no easy way to put it back.
    Standing up, I looked at the person that caused this to happen. He wore a expression of fear, and I smiled.
    "wнaт'ѕ тнe мaттer, ѕιхer? ι тнoυgнт yoυ ѕaιd тнaт ι waѕ a deмon? нaven'т yoυ ever ѕeen a deмon вeғore?" my demonic voice said, echoing throughout the room.
    He stood there for a moment, totally perplexed, until he finally snapped out of his confusion.
    "You are a demon, and I have seen them before. I just never realized how powerful you really were. Which makes you even better at killing!" he spat. I snarled, and I felt the talons on my fingers grow.
    "yoυ are correcт.....вυт can yoυ тaĸe a gυeѕѕ aт wнo ιѕ мoѕт lιĸely тo вe мy neхт vιcтιм?" I said, my smile growing wider.
    His face became pale, and he slowly reached for something in his coat. Before he could though, I uncontrollably lunged at him.
    He screamed, and I ripped what he was grabbing right out of his hands. I chuckled a low, deep chuckle when I realized what it was.
    "yoυ really тнιnĸ a ѕιмple ray gυn wιll ѕтop мe!? ι'м a вeιng oғ pυre energy wιтн no weaĸneѕѕ!" As soon as I said it, my smile immediately faded. That was Bills line. I was becoming even more like him.
    My demonic self shrieked at this thought, pushing it away as soon as it came up. I slashed at Fords face, causing four long openings to appear. Crimson blood started to slide down his right cheek, right where I scratched him. 
    Even though I may be demon, my human self was still inside of me, and screamed at me to stop hurting my family members. Little voices then started whispering to me, and I shrieked again. Only this time, I jumped off of Ford and into the air, floating. I clutched my head and closed my eyes.  All three of them.
    That is until I realized that someone else was in the room. I whipped my head around to her, and what I saw broke even my heart. Mabel had tears running down her face, chocolate brown eyes wide with horror. Her hand covered her mouth, and she was slowly shaking her had in disbelief.
    "Please......stop......" She managed to say through trembling lips.
    I growled. "нe ѕayѕ ι'м a мonѕтer, a deмon! well, gυeѕѕ wнaт?! ι dιdn'т aѕĸ тo вe мade!" I screamed at her. I sensed both of the people in the room freeze, shock holding them still.
    "ι dιdn'т aѕĸ тo вe тorтυred over and over agaιn and мade ιnтo ѕoмe ғreaĸ!" By now, I could feel myself slipping back into sanity. Golden tears streamed down my face, and I started hovering closer to the ground.
    "do yoυ тнιnĸ ι've enjoyed wнaт ι've done тo people! ι've нυrт тнeм, ĸιlled тнeм! yoυ тнιnĸ ι'м proυd oғ тнaт!? oғ coarѕe ι'м noт. wнy do yoυ тнιnĸ ι dιdn'т ĸιll yoυ aѕ ѕoon aѕ ι ĸnew тнaт yoυ ĸnew we were deмonѕ?! ι wanтed тo correcт мy wrongѕ! and apparenтly yoυ ѕee тнaт aѕ a тerrιвle тнιng. ιғ yoυ really тнιnĸ тнaт, ι can jυѕт ĸιll yoυ rιgнт now!"
    I waited for an answer, but nothing came. I sank to my knees, exhausted. I closed my eyes, and felt my human form shifting back into place. Before it could totally come back though, my demonic self decided to have the last word before I went unconscious.
    "вυт, ι won'т, вecaυѕe ι won'т ѕтop aѕ low aѕ ĸιllιng мy ғaмιly. even вeιng a deмon, ι won'т ĸιll мy own ѕιѕтer or greaт υncle......"
    As those words uncontrollably slipped out of my mouth, my human self covered my demon self, and I fell into a deep sleep.