Mini Stories

Misty/Jaun

(WARNING! THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS: SUICIDE)

Jaun lifted up her bottle of pills. Antidepressants.

She lifted up a second bottle, one that she had stolen from her mother. She didn't know what they were for, but she knew if she took too many of them, she could die.

Jaun weighed her options. She knew she was supposed to take her antidepressants every day, but she couldn't live like that. Living off of bought happiness.

She saw her other option. Take her mother's bottle of pills. Her mother was dead, so it didn't matter. Her father didn't seem to care. Death seemed like the best option.

Jaun sighed softly. Would she really do this?

She nodded to herself. Nothing could be worse than living off of bought happiness. She didn't have any friends. They wouldn't think of her when she died.

She poured the bottle of pills into her hot pink paw pads. Rolling them around for a moment, she then popped them all into her open jaws, taking them with water.

She was wracked with pain, and for a moment she considered forcing herself to throw up, throw them all up. She felt numb soon afterwards, closing her eyes in the bathroom and letting herself collapse without a fight.

She opened her eyes. There wasn't any color. She was... colorblind?

A black she with white eyes stood in front of her. "Well well. Lookie what we have here. A young female." The she said.

Jaun tried to stand, but she couldn't. Her legs felt weak, numb. "Who are you?" She was barely able to murmur.

"I am Vixey. This is the realm of Shadow Scarfkeepers. You have been chosen- for, a young scarfkeeper who erased her memory has regained it. Her name is Emily. You are assigned to make her life a living hell." Vixey hissed, spitting in Jaun's face.

"Your new name is Misty, a term for darkness. I am Vixey, as in a sly vixen. Misty, you are a succubus, a being that can make any being that falls in love with females- straight men, bisexuals, lesbians, pansexuals- do anything you wish. Kill without remorse. Kill them. Terrorize." Vixey said, her voice almost a shout.

"Why?" Misty murmured, a trace of feeling still in her.

"Because you took your own life without thinking. Thinking about those around you. Now, you get to choose who dies, a random person off the street? One of Emily's friends? And their family and friends will suffer."

Misty stood up, shaking. "I don't want to do this."

"You don't have a choice." Vixey mewed, flicking her black tail.

Misty was filled with anger. She looked down at her paw pads- no longer pink, they were a gray.

"As a succubus, you can take control of any furry, neko, or human that falls in love with females. You can make them do anything you wish." Vixey mewed to Misty. "However, you are colorblind. Be glad you aren't completely blind. Over time, you can regain your colors, like I have."

Misty balled her paws into fists. Then she let them loose once more. "Anyone?" She looked up. Vixey had no pupils, and it unnerved her.

Vixey nodded.

Misty smiled. She then paused, feeling her face. "Can I have a mirror, please?" She mewed to Vixey, looking straight at her.

Vixey walked off, soon returning with a hand mirror. Misty grabbed the mirror, feeling the heart marking with her paw pads.

Two quick slashes. A broken heart.

Misty smiled. "Let's start."