Born of Chaos

A chained beast

I jolt awake, immediately on the defensive. I glance around, I seem to be chained like an animal in my cell, handcuffs and a collar, annoying but nothing I haven't dealt with before. The real problem would be if I've been altered. I run through the same tests I went through last time, the tests I always do when I believe I may have been altered. I seem to be fine, but I'll keep a... thought out I guess. The door opens and Lykan steps through, grumbling to herself.

Lykan: I can't believe mistress would think so little of me. I suppose she wouldn't think much of any mortal...but if that's the case why would she treat HIM cautiously! Maybe he has some connection to another god! That must be it, that's the only way she would be so...

Bris: The word you're looking for is scared shitless

Her head jerks toward me, not expecting me to be awake. But her face is twisted in anger.

Lykan: do not think so highly of yourself! It doesn't matter who is backing you, you are powerless against her!

Bris: So I was imagining all that? That fear in her voice? And for your information I don't HAVE anyone "backing me"

She pulls her sword and puts it to my throat.

Lykan: do not forget who holds the sword here!

Bris: You may be holding the sword, but your mistress is the one who decides my fate, and SHE needs me alive.

Lykan: what makes you think she needs YOU!

Bris: maybe the fact that you haven't killed me yet, or that she only tried to break into my mind and not just kill me, or that when she got into my memories she didn't do anything to them? Or quite a few smaller things.

Lykan: maybe I can't kill you, but I can make you want to die!

She pulls a knife, lunges forward and sinks it into my shoulder.

Bris: is that supposed to hurt? Here...let me show you pain!

I snap forward like a snake and bite into her throat with a sickening CRUNCH. She grabs onto her knife, stabbing desperately into my chest but it's already too late. I yank my head back, taking a chunk of flesh along with it.

Desile POV

I should just kill him...right? I can't deny that I'm curious but... this may be how those foolish cultists felt, delving into things they couldn't understand and paying the price. No, I'm overthinking this. I have to be overthinking it. Yes, what I saw was just another of those damn visions of mine, showing me fears and abstract things. Then I feel Lykan enraged *sigh* I should probably go talk to her before she kills him, I'm curious and now that I have a hold on reality...as small as it is, I have time. Then I feel our connection sever, I pause for an instant, shocked. Then I sprint towards the cell block.

I slam open the door and see them. Lykan is laying dead in a pool of her own blood, dripping out of the missing chunk of her throat. The human is sitting against the wall, his mouth set in that same smile, albeit this time, coated in blood. Blood is all over him... it's covering his mouth, oozing from his shoulder, and dripping from his chin.

Bris: HAHAHAHA you should see your face. You fancy yourself some "dark goddess of death" don't you? Well? Since you're so "dark and powerful" you should be used to stuff like this at least right? No?

Desile: how?

Bris: oh? How did I kill her? Or how do you get used to stuff like this? For the second one...you don't. I don't know how I did, maybe you just have to be born a terrible person, or maybe you can just get over it with time, I don't know. As for how I killed her, it was rather simple. Have you ever bitten into a particularly gristly steak? It's as simple as that.

Desile: but she was

Bris: skilled? Oh very. But a knife is just as lethal. Confused? Most people with power are. essentially, no matter how powerful, skilled, fast, or smart you are... a knife will still kill you.

Desile: this won't get you out you know?

Bris: oh I know. That wasn't the point. The point was to send a message. I wanted you to know that I'm not going to sit idly. You chained me up like some feral animal...

He smiles, not as vicious but it's just as unsettling when it shows his bloody teeth.

Bris: well you should at least know that an animal will bite you right?

I snap my fingers and her corpse fades away, turning to ash. I walk out of the room and shut the door. I walk, stiffly towards my throne and sit down, dismissing my guards.

I saw a monster. Was that what he actually was or is it what he'll turn into? Or maybe it's got nothing to do with him. His face was changing into it. No not changing, it was like his face and it's were pushed together, separate but the same. Two sides of the same coin. Is this what a nightmare is like; A kind of surreal feeling of threat? Whatever the case is, I think I might have nightmares now. Nightmares about that Wolf.

Tenebris Drauca

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"You can run, you can hide. But in the end you will find me, right outside."