The enemy of my enemy

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"UGH!"

"AUGH!"

Yet more cries of pain as the bloody apparition tore it's way through those who stood in her way, cherishing every moment as she stopped to lick the newest coat of blood off her wrist-blade, crowing in delight. She was much like a cat in the way she proudly licked herself clean, tough she would never truly be clean of course, in doing the most grotesque and inhumane things. What to others was immoral was her delightful means.

And she had a fan.

"Hello there."

Her bloody, crimson eyes barely gazed upward, long, forked, scarlet tongue flicking slightly upward before stilling, flicking suddenly to the left.

"You."

"Yes, me."

"I've been looking for you."

"Have you? I'm flattered. But I see no reason for that. You've been rather busy, but I can't say I know you. That isn't normal. I don't like that, but it still invokes merciful curiosity."

"Oh? That's pleasing. Though I must say, you look absolutely..."

A hungry, vulgar flick of the eyes.

"Ravishing."

"So I do. But I'd rather you keep your tongue to yourself. It on my own flesh doesn't interest me."

"But it interests you nonetheless. Now, this is the part where you make me an offer, and I say no. I then tell you I knoew what you want."

"Oh?"

"Yes. Because so do I. I've watched that little dog of yours play. And oh, I must say....I was jealous. That's all I'll say before I end up...indecent....in the middle of a conversation. Nonetheless, I speak the truh. and I can help you."

"How is that?"

"Because I've hated the ones you hate for far longer, girl. And I love your spite. It's...inspirational."

"Hate? Spite? Ohoho, no! I LOVE Rocke, and the earth, and all else! I truly do! More than anything! She's mothered such fine heroes, that earth. But I'm afraid she's long overstayed her welcome. And Rocke, my dear Rocke, has clearly lost the strength to think rationally. As I, my dear, and my champion do. But you....I can see it in your eyes...You are very dangerous....But you will give me what I want."

"I will, girl. And more. I give you my full service!I want just one more thing."

"And that is?"

The bloody little thing bowed, dropping to one knee as she took the goddess's hand, taking in the scent with a shiver.

"When all is said and done.....I'll be quite frank: I'm quite jealous. I know your motives. Well. And I must say, all I truly want is the chance to "Sample" you, to be bold. When we are finished, I won't say there will be any stopping my truly lustful appetite. Until then...The enemy of my enemy..."

"Is my friend, correct."

"Ah, yes. Good you know the phrase. Then, my sweet, that settled..."

The little thing smiled, ad it was quite the sight.

"Blood moon, at your service." 

 

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