lilacSpellbound
"Nightmare..."
The darkness, sweet and warm, engulfed her whole. Sweet then rapidly turning bitter as her screams echoed down the valleys. "Nightmare!" The voice calling out to her was just a flicker among the vast yells. Black, so much black, ooze covering her and suffocating her. Her screams choked, purple tears going down her cheeks. As fast as the pain came, it disappeared, leaving her on the ground coughing blood. Powerful. She opened her eyes, grinning wickedly. Now they would see how wicked she truly was. If they didn't think she was evil, now they surely did. She didn't have to see herself to know that she was covered in some sort of negative magic.
More screams pierced her ears, making her look up. People were fleeing, some were charging with sharp objects. She just flicked a tentacle at them and swung them down the hill, the crunch against her tentacle was so soothing. Wait - Tentacle? It curled gently against her back like a protective blanket. The black had a faint color of turquoise and cyan. It wasn't as pretty as purple, but maybe it would grow on her. A sharp pain hit her in the shoulder, and she hunched over onto the ground, groaning. The dagger was lodged into her olive skin, a pesky weapon. A simple yank with her top right tentacle easily dislodged it. How dare they!? They should be bowing and praising her, not stabbing her and charging at her.
The determined humans ran at her again, a stupid decision. Then again, they were all delinquents. Her four tentacles easily tore through the crowds, her grin widening to the point her cheeks hurt. So cute.
Try and run.