Thread: Devil's Trap (Panda and Dogged)

Vetis' sudden eagerness in her deal caught her off guard, the young woman sitting up straight on the couch as she stared at him. It was such a surreal feeling, seeing her brother walking around in front of her, but knowing it wasn't really him. Not fully, anyways. There was this immediate trusting that had to be fought, because at the end of the day, that was her big brother. The one who had always looked out for her and kept her best interest at heart. Which is why when she heard her brother's tell tale cadence saying all those terrible things to her, it caught her off guard. She stared at him wide eyed, slowly getting up from her seat as she spoke. You don't mean that.... She said softly, voice shaking not from fear, but from pain. Sure, she had always seen the possibilities. She didn't look much like them at all, and she knew that, but she had been raised by them. They had baby pictures with her from the time that she was a newborn, and no adoption agency in a twenty five mile radius had any record of her at all. In fact, no one did. Not even the hospital where her birth certificate said she was born. It had always been weird, but paperwork got lost, right? She had to be theirs. They were supposed to love her.... Anger welled up inside her, the woman grabbing a lamp off a nearby table before whipping it at the wall with a scream. Her entire life was falling apart, and as she fell to her knees half in tears, she knew there'd never be any going back. She was a freak who didn't belong anywhere, and not even the people she was supposed to mean most to would accept her. And of course, with the sudden raise in emotion, the voices came back, bellowing into her head loud enough that she thought it might explode. She knew it wasn't english they were speaking, and she couldn't understand it fully, but something about it sounded familiar. Like a language she had heard before, and maybe even comprehended. At least on some level. Her hands moved over her ears as she whimpered on the floor, still half conscious of what was going on. She could see her brother's feet standing in front of her, and tried to will herself to her feet, gripping the carpet that was on the floor tightly as she tried to shove her foot under herself. Slowly, she raised herself up, her entire body quivering from all the noise as it suddenly let back up. Panting softly, she ran her hand back through her hair, sticky with blood and now wet with sweat as she shut her eyes. She knew she should watch the demon in front of her, but it didn't matter. He could reach into her chest and rip her heart out, and she wouldn't have cared at this point. Anything would be better than having to do this fight alone, or with just a demon on her side. As she tried to sooth herself by running her hands through her hair, she winced a pulled back, noticing fingernail slits in her skin on the palm of her hands. She must have clenched her fists so hard she cause herself injury. She wiped it off on her pants, glancing up at the demon wearing her brother before shutting her eyes and speaking again. So, are we making a deal or what? Her voice gave off how wounded she was, and how broken down she felt, which must have been a pay day for the demon. On some level, she knew he was going to manipulate her, use her weaknesses against her, but she couldn't find a part of her that cared right now. Whatever he wanted was fine with her, as long as someone would keep her relatively cared for. Even if it was only because he needed her for a bigger reason.