Book II
"Sometimes the world doesn't need another hero, sometimes what it needs is a monster."
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Hana Fumetsu isn't your typical Mary Sue. In fact, she isn't even human. A combination of cruel insanity, dark humor, and provocative thinking mixed wi...
|| The room was a silent concrete box. It could be anywhere. The She-Devil craned her neck for a window, there was none. For all she knew, she could be deep underground, in some random room in an isolated prison. Above her was the only source of light, an old fashioned light bulb on a bare white wire with no switch to be seen; The light dimming as the days went by.
She had no idea how long she had been there, a week at most but of course she didn't keep time. In fact, she could care less about it. All she wanted to do was kill. Kill the ones responsible for her entrapment. Because not only was she locked away physically but the other her was as well. Courtesy of that damn collar the humans used to separate them. Now, she was forced into the light whilst "Fumetsu" took her place in the shadows she herself had been mainly confined to.
The demon merely spared a disinterested glance at the tray of food a human had given her. From the distance voices she'd often hear, the one now in charge of her wasn't the only one here, there were others. Others to kill. The sound of the door to her room opened made her shift slightly in the corner she had claimed, her long pale pink nearly white shielding her nudity.
"You haven't touched your food. If you keep this up, you will starve." The human she had come to know as Chisaki Kai spoke. The red skinned girl didn't answer, but the villain knew she acknowledged his presence.
Chisaki could barely blink before the girl appeared in front of him, her razor sharp nails aiming to wring his neck. However, she paused, nails almost grazing his flesh before convulsing on the ground in what appeared to be pain but the demon masked it, clenching her jaw as Shigarakis voice boomed in her mind.
"From here on out, you belong to this man here.—"
She wanted to kill. She couldn't... It only made her situation more antagonizing.
The man clicked his lips in a condescending motion, almost as if she were some filthy mutt. The demon tensed slightly as a white gloved fell on the ground before her. Shit...
"Bad girl."
Before she could even retaliate, his hands had already touched her causing her body to explode. The irregular blue blood that was once in her veins splattered everywhere, corpse collapsing dead on the ground. Chisaki would have usually recoiled in disgust but he was unusually fascinated by the sight. The man was ensnared in a trance by the liquid Lapis lazuli. In the small time he had her, Hana Fumestu had allured him. And it wasn't the Hana that those pesky heroes had been accustomed to. No, it was the demon. Her blood allured him.
He squatted down, dipping his fingers in the blue blood before dragging his hands to her unmoving body. Within seconds she was before him again, in all her beauty. Her bangs had slightly shadowed her gorgeous red hues, burning with bloodlust and hatred but she knew better than to try the same thing again.
The She-Devil internally recoiled as his hand caked with her own blood caressed her cheek. "You're quite..." His gaze slid down, taking in her body that sat on the ground in front of him.
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