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|  | The Demon of Earthly Judgment
« Thread Started on Oct 17, 2008, 4:15pm » | |
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Earth, 6 years ago.
It's a night like any other night, in a city like any other city. But the circumstances that involve one creature on this planet are not like any other.
She ran out of a bar, or rather, was tossed out. She was a bleeding, sobbing mess. Her head hit the pavement, but she didn't seem to notice, even as her blood poured out on to the filthy street.
She stumbled to her feet and into a nearby alley. Little did she know, or care at this point, that several thugs had followed her outside from the bar.
It'd be easy, a seventeen year-old girl, all alone. True she looked a little odd, not many furs were mixed, and they'd never seen a cat 'morph with bat wings. But, that must just mean she was that much more exotic, no? Besides, she was crying, and obviously preoccupied with something she was trying to forget. Why else would she be in a bar?
She tripped; her eyes blurry with tears and blood. Her face hit the pavement, hard, it felt like her nose was bleeding now. As she tried to lift herself up she felt a foot in between her shoulder blades push her back to the ground. Her nose hit the pavement again, blood spraying in all directions.
"Aw, now, don' do that!" the man that was standing on her gruffly spoke. He leaned down next to her ear. She could smell the horrid odor of alcohol on his breath, or was that her own? "We jus' want to 'ave a little fun now."
She could hear others laughing. She was surrounded, and starting to panic. She turned her head to the side to see if she could see any of their faces.
"Lookie there, aren't you a cutie? And looking to forget something, eh?" The man spoke again, his lips so close to her, it was making her sick. "Well, we can give ya something you won't forget!" He leaned down even lower, he could almost taste her fur. That was, until he felt himself hit the pavement.
She had managed to somehow roll over with him and drive the back of his head into the ground with her elbow. He laid motionless and bleeding as the others rushed her, screaming and grunting things that no being could decipher.
She got to her knees before the first one was on her. He was a large brutish-looking bear ‘morph and his size wasn’t just for show. He landed a swift, hard kick to her ribs, which knocked her over. “You think you can do that?!” He roared, aiming to stomp on her face, they didn’t really need that part for what they had planned anyway.
She caught his foot with one hand and twisting it sharply, a load crack and the sounds of the man screaming in pain followed. He fell to her side.
The other men weren’t as quick, this time she did manage to get to her feet before the next one was in her face. He threw a punch that was sure to connect, had she been of normal speed. She dodged the hit, but only by a few centimeters, her head was dizzy from the crying, blood, and alcohol. She aimed a swift uppercut to the man’s stomach. It sent him flying several feet down the alley.
Two men came at her this time, some big furry thing and a half human, half reptile, from what she could tell. She blocked both attacks, only to be caught in the back with a larger fire ball. It sent her sprawling on the pavement.
The three men laughed as the other three lie on the ground, one holding his ankle, the others knocked out or dead. It was the big furry one that spoke, “Pin ‘er arms and feet. I don’ particularly like doing it out ‘ere, but she’s gonna be a handful if we try to take ‘er anywhere.”
“You got it, boss,” replied the half human. He did a he was told as the sound of a buckle being undone could be heard.
“You didn’ ‘ave to hurt my men… But now you’re going to hurt!” A zipper being unzipped.
She glanced around quickly, to see the location of the pyrokenetic. She thought she saw him, but through her streaming tears and the onset of a horrible headache, she wasn’t sure. But should couldn’t let this beast do what he was going to do!
She strained against the half human’s grip, he was surprisingly strong. One chance, she summoned all the ki energy she could.
“Ay! Boss! She’s glowin’!” The half human remarked, and she indeed was.
“Oh, fu-“ The boss was cut off by the shock wave of pure energy that the girl emitted from her body. All three men were knocked into the nearby wall.
She stood, blood and tears dripping from her face. And she spoke, a young voice strained by far too many years of hardship, “You would dare?” She looked at them, they were standing, the boss pulling up his pants and brandishing his belt as a weapon. “YOU HAVE NO RIGHT!” She held up her hands, palms facing the men and fired.
The blaze was brilliant, the night sky lit up in the alley like a flash-bang had gone off. All of the men were sent into the wall, and then through it, impacting the ground within. A crater formed from the blast, not the biggest she ever created, but of good size.
The men lay motionless, blank eyes staring at her, a horror-stricken expression etched on their faces. Her expression mirrored theirs. Her intent wasn’t to kill them, but she did, there was no mistaking that.
The ceiling above began to creak; it was about to give way. That’s when she saw them. There were two small children hiding in the corner of the room. They were staring at her in shear terror. They’d seen what she’d done.
“You have to get out of here!” she screamed, “This building won’t stand much longer!” She made a motion towards them but they ran in the opposite direction, further into the building. “NO!” She followed, hoping that she could catch them and escape before the building came down on top of them.
Just as she thought that, however, what was left of the demolished wall gave a loud groan as it buckled under the weight of the ceiling. The rest of the building followed suit, crumbling a crashing around her.
“NO!” she cried, “NO! I have to save them! They don’t deserve to die because of me!” But her words were lost to an uncaring sky and a dying building. She managed to catch a pillar that almost landed on her head, only to be knocked to the ground by another beam hitting her in the back of the knees. “NO! NO! NOOOO!!” Her words failed her as debris piled on up.
When she came to she could still hear bits of debris falling on top of itself as it settled. The dust was still in the air, so she couldn’t have been out for long. “The children! Maybe they survived?” she hoped. She began to wriggle free of the various bits that were keeping her down. Blood had already congealed on the back of her head; that must have caused the black out. Thank the gods for fast healing.
She got an arm and leg free and began to push up. The piled debris shifted and began to give way. Even with most of her strength gone, she was thinking of getting out and finding those children. She could still save them. She had to still save them. They had to be okay.
She blasted a hole straight above her; just enough to get a good chunk of the debris off, and clawed her way free. She ignored her exhaustion and the pain and began digging through the wreckage for some signs of life. More than once she came across a limb that looked to have once belonged to one of the men. Her stomach lurched every time she found something of the sort. Her head hurt and her heart ached for what she’d done. Even if they were scum, what gave her the right to kill them?
She felt like she had gone over every inch of the mess. She was about to give up. Maybe the children had made it out before the building came down? But as soon as she thought that, her hopes came crashing down as she lifted a large piece of wood.
In front of her lay a tiny arm with a tiny hand, holding another tiny hand. The rest was buried under brick, mortar, and wood. Frantic, she threw aside al of the debris, digging deeper. She had to save them!
They were bloodied and motionless. They looked like they were asleep, except for the fact that their eyes were wide open and without light.
She fell to her knees. She couldn’t cry, not one tear. She scooped up the two children, neither one could be more than 8 in age. She stood, her knees protesting as she did. Carefully, she carried the two little ones across the wreckage, her wings not granting her flight, this weight too much on her heart.
Once she was clear of the fallen building she set the two children against the opposite building’s wall, closing their eyes. She fell, sitting across from them, staring at what she made them lose.
Then there were people. Noises, shouting, crying, she couldn’t make out what they were saying. The shook her, shoved her, demanded something. She stared blankly at the children’s faces, wanting them to wake up, wanting it to all be a horrible dream.
Something caught her across he head, it was sharp, and it hurt, bad. She fell to the ground, her vision getting blurry, but she could make out a large number of people surrounding her, men and women. One kicked her in the small of her back as another stomped on her tail. They were blaming her for the deaths. How more right could they be?
The whole of them seemed to come down on her now. Kicking, yelling, throwing, hitting, crying, killing her. But she didn’t fight back, she didn’t want too. These were the consequences for what she’d done.
Before it all went black she reached out to grab the one of the children’s free hands. She murmured, “Sorry,” before a woman cried in all her anguish, “DEMON!” and stabbed her through the heart.
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| | Re: The Demon of Earthly Judgment
« Reply #1 on Oct 17, 2008, 4:15pm » | |
“Time to wake up, Mewmouse,” a thick British accent pierced the darkness of her mind.
“Wha? How? I’m dead. I… I’ve died… I felt it,” her reply was dumbfounded.
“That’s partially true, love,” the voice replied, a sickly sweet tone to it.
She couldn’t understand and she couldn’t tell if this voice was male or female.
“Just open yer eyes, an’ you’ll see,” the voice cooed.
Mewmouse could feel… pain… vast amounts of it. She let out a small, pained roar and to her surprise, she could hear it with her ears. She opened her eyes, but saw nothing. Her vision was so blurry; she couldn’t make anything out. She felt herself sit up. Everything looked red… shades of red.
She brought her hands up to wipe her eyes. “Ut- I wouldn’t do that,” the voice spoke quickly, it felt like a spike was being rammed into her mind. “You might get blood in your eyes.”
“Blood?!” her voice cracked and she could tasted fresh blood in the air. Now she could smell it, all around. Her vision began to clear.
The first thing she saw was the head of a woman, lying in front of her.
“She was the one who offed you,” the voice spoke sweetly again. “It wasn’t her right too.”
She was shocked, too shocked to move, too shocked to speak, or think.
“Do you not like it? I did all this for you.”
Her head seemed to turn of its own accord and her eyes took in every last inch of the horrible sight that was before her. There was blood, vast amounts of it, everywhere. And there were bits… of people, too shredded to even tell what parts they used to be. She wanted to throw up, the whole area was covered, even out into the streets.
“Lovely mess, isn’t it?” the voice seemed proud of itself.
“Y-y-you did th-this?” she stammered.
“I did say that,” the voice spoke, still sounding proud. “And I’ve brought you back from the dead. I’d say that’s pretty love, don’t you?”
“But WHY?” she screamed in her own mind. “Those people-”
“THOSE PEOPLE,” the voice yelled back. She grabbed her head in agony. “Those people were judged and found guilty.”
“Where are you?!” Mewmouse looked around. “You had no right!”
The voice laughed, “On the contrary! I do! As for where I am, I’m part you now, love.”
“What?” she froze.
“Look at what I’ve made you into!”
She looked at herself, her feet were the first things noticed. Gone were her soft, brown paws; replaced with hard, black hooves. She grabbed for her feet, now noticing that her claws were not retracting and her pinky claw on her left hand was pitch black.
Something in her mouth felt odd. She stuck out her tongue, finding a snake’s forked tongue in its place. Her long bangs had turned white.
“That was from the shock, ‘m afraid,” the voice could tell what she was looking at. “But that’s not all!”
Her body lifted from the ground and her hooves moved her down the alley. “Where-”
“Patience.”
She walked out of the alley and into a back door of a building. It was dark her eyes didn’t have time to adjust before a light came on, apparently her hand turned it on.
A figure stood in front of her and she jumped back. The figure did the same. The figured looked a lot like her, except for the tiny red horns, the torn wings, and yellow, serpentine eyes.
“This is me?” her voice sounded heartbroken.
“What’s wrong? Don’t like it, love?” her watched as she replied with the voice that had been in her head until now.
“Who are you? And… why did you let me live?”
The voice returned to her head, “I am a judge. And I did not deem you ready to die, love, that’s all.”
“But those people…”
“…were judged as guilty,” the voice repeated.
“…So, you’re me?”
“For now,” the voice cooed.
“Then… I did that to those people?”
“You could think of it that way,” she saw herself grin.
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