Akuma

Chapter 1

A/N: Murder implications, still do not read if you are uncomfortable with that!

"Why are you like this?!" They screamed. "Why did you do this?! My mother didn't deserve that! I didn't want this!"

"So, then," I hummed, eyeing my "sister" cautiously as I moved my hand to my necklace to grasp it fondly. The walls were still echoing back her pleas. "You finally found your voice?" They immediately shrank back, regret pulsating out from the containment area they were in. They nodded, their eyes flickering to my expression to try and discern what was coming next. A shit-eating grin grew upon my face.

"Ah, you wouldn't like the truth. You never liked facing it, Willow," I stated, watching in amusement as they flinched at the sound of their real name. They had forgotten it, of course, but I ever so helpfully reminded them.

"Just, who are you?" They asked quietly.

"Are you telling me you don't remember your own 'sister'? I'm hurt," I scoff. They blink a few times, trying to comprehend the information I just threw at them.

"But, I never had a sister," They murmur, mostly to themselves.

"Not biologically. Though, I don't blame you for not remembering, you were only about one when Sabine abandoned me and kept you. Despite you not even being her real child," I seethed. Willow began to tear up at Sabine's name. I wonder if they miss her... I wonder if seeing me... blugh, sympathetic thoughts. I wondered. When Willow didn't make any attempt to respond, I threw in some more information in an attempt to antagonize her.

"And since my mother left me, I got your parents to take care of me," I said teasingly. They only stared at me. "You knew my parents?" They asked. I rolled my eyes and nodded.

"What were they like?" They asked.

"Doesn't matter, they're dead," I hummed, watching them. Their legs scrunched up so that they could hug them. "What happened?' They repeated from earlier. I was quiet for a moment, echoes of memories and emotions that I had purposely buried a long time ago swirled around inside of me.

"You wouldn't like hearing about it," I said, my tone dropping into the dangerous end.

"Take it as my last request?" They asked shakily. Willow was smart, it wasn't completely outrageous to where I wouldn't do it and they knew I would honor something like that. I may be a demon, and basically insane, but I wasn't a complete monster. Not yet, anyways. I hummed, staring disinterestedly at one of the broken bars on the floor that Willow had thrown at me when she first woke up, I debated kicking it.

"That's it? You're using the last thing you could ever do, for that? You really want to know about me that much?" I asked, amusement showing in my tone.

"I-if what you said was true, about us technically being sisters, then yeah. I'd like to know my sister and soon to be murderer more." They stammered. I could see right through them, they knew it was going to take me awhile to explain everything that had happened. How selfish... if only they were this way earlier during our family reunion, maybe then she wouldn't be here. I thought to myself

"Well," I mused aloud. "You are going to die soon regardless, so, I suppose it wouldn't hurt. Hurt me at least." I laughed for part of my last sentence. They flinched, but didn't say anything. They were waiting for me to begin. I thought about where I should start. "Well, I suppose I should begin with..."

A/N: Any and all constructive criticism welcome!