A Demon's Angel

~14~

I just made it a thing for all of my books that the writing that is on the right side usually represents a flashback or a memory.

The queen's eyes widened at Nari, afraid to speak, shocked from the words Catherine had just said, and worried that if she moved her neck even an inch, it would easily cut her. Nari stared down at her stomach, clutching it and shaking her head.

"That's impossible-" she denied.

"Oh, is it now? Tell me darling, when was the last time you had your time of the month? Hah, whether if you had sex or not, those stupid gods planted those babies in each of you like you were dirt. Well, I can't say that any of you aren't." It was so strange seeing Jimin speak to her like this. Even though she knew it wasn't really him.

"How do you know this?" Nari asked.

"Oh, I used that stun gun, you know, the one that green eyed freak used on me at the night of the ball, on that 'Ultimate God' right after he put the buns in all 7 ovens. Then I took his heart out and I-" she made the gesture of holding something in her hands. Nari turned her head, her imagination taking the image too far and her gag reflex almost giving up on her. "Oh, you aren't going to get squeamish, are you? Oh, what am I saying? Might as well save you the dirty details. I absorbed his powers! Quite a fighter... but it was quite refreshing, I'll tell you that much!"

"Y-You're insane..." she muttered.

"And you're naive. Did you really think that those gods would want you going to a festival with normal people as the multicolor-eyed freaks you are?!" Jimin screamed. No, it's Catherine. It's Catherine. It's not Jimin. She slowly brought herself to her feet.

"You won't get away with this..." Tears welled up in her eyes.

"Darling, I already have. Oh well, I guess that's my cue. But don't worry, I'll return. Very soon," she smirked. She shoved the shocked queen towards Nari, her arms wide open and catching her securely.

Suddenly, it was as if time had stopped. Her mother's breath hitched, and gave out a gasp. Nari pulled away and looked down to see the end of the knife plunging through the queen's stomach. The tip of the knife had applied pressure to Nari's stomach, but it hadn't penetrated it. As the knife was retracted, the blood spread across her dress.

"NO!" She screamed, catching her mother as she fell to the ground. She looked at her surroundings, searching for help. All she saw was Jimin lying on the ground, hands bloody, and a bloody dagger in his hand. She shook her head, looking back down at her mother. The life was draining out of her so quickly. Her eyelids were barely open. Her breathing was short and struggling.

"M-Mother, I'm so s-sorry," she sobbed, cradling her mother's head in her lap.

"My Nari..." she struggled to breath but managed to crack a gentle smile, blood pooling in her mouth. She held her daughter's hand with a weakened grip. Then her vision became a blur as she slowly looked towards the sky as the darkness slowly became brighter...

Suddenly, she inhaled, paused, then stopped. Never letting out an exhale. Never letting out another word of support or sadness or even nagging. Never being able to say, 'I love you,' ever again.

"Mom! M-mom? Muh-mommy, wake up. Puh-please wake up. Wake up! Wake up...MOM!" Nari screamed in horror. She held her cold body close to her, wishing to feel the warmth again. Just one last time. But the hot tears ran down her face and fell on her mother's bloody dress, as she was struggling to breath, struggling to scream for help. But no help came.

He stepped over Jimin's body and kneeled before the dead queen's body, black tears already escaping.

"Hoseok, buh-bring her back. Bring them back! I can't... What do I do?!"