Short Stories?

Enki Shots

Her Little Sister

"What is..going on?"


"We've signed up as Master Candidates Enki," A dark-haired woman with red eyes brushes at their mangled, knotted hair.

"Huh?"


"We're going to Chaldea, you'll be my little sister. At least, that what their plan is."

She grabs the scissors from the table, "Honesty, he's a bit pissed that we have to cut off all your hair."

"I don't mind it," "Enki" replies, "how short are we going to cut it?"

"Just to your upper back," The scissors started to do its work, cutting away their long green hair.

Snip! Snip! Snip!

Chunks of pale green strands fell to the floor. Which each snip, their head felt lighter and their back more exposed. Once the woman sets the scissors down, she started to braid it.

"Aren't you going to complain about being my little sister?"


"I can't complain since I'm always forced to anyways," Came the soft, yet cold response.

"We'll be calling you En." She moves on, informing them of everything.

Once the hair was braided, on came the wig cap and the wig itself. It was black, just like her hair.

"You'll have to learn how to do this yourself. We can practice on the plane ride there."

Enki only nods their head. The woman sighs and picks up some clothes, "here. Wear these."

They nodded and looked at the clothes. A blue tie, white dress shirt, a black coat, navy blue skirt, and black pantyhose. To top it all off, black dress shoes.

"You look adorable!" She exclaims as Enki walks out of the door, "so cute! Like a school girl!"

Well, at least the skirt was down to their knees but they felt so exposed...

"Now come on. We have to go. Here," she hands them a package, "hold onto that with your life. It's the catalyst."

Enki only nodded in reply, though they had no desire to be disguised as her sister, the thought of finally leaving this place was exciting.

But...Would they even be able to keep their true appearance, their true purpose, a secret?

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