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**73. Kerria reveals her secret. Devilish Lady is born.**

At the headquarters of the new chaos sect, Nalgin lamented his failure as he spoke to another member.

- Tuak. Do you think that now it will be possible for us to destroy our enemies? If Mazoui has freed himself from the power of the pentacle, it will be impossible for us to master him again. He was our linchpin for the resurgence of the Chaos Sect. We made a mistake trying to turn him against his own family.

His interlocutor seemed to take a few seconds to reflect and replied.

- It was not necessary. We had to test control of him. And it has been disappointing, but at the same time very revealing. Mazoui is not what we thought. Either that, or the years of him raising him as a human rendered him useless for our purposes. But it is not all lost yet. Remember we have another powerful ally. As long as he recovers, we will have to manage to control another member of those families.

- They are the only ones on this planet with enough power to give us victory. But we can do nothing with those who have already overcome our control. - His partner opposed. -

- We will need another one of them that can be mastered. We will have to study them all to find out who is the most vulnerable and get hold of him, we must buy time and be discreet until we find out. - This one answered him. -

-Yes, you're right. - Nalgin agreed. - My spies will take care of that.

- So far our sect has made two terrible mistakes that we have paid dearly for. -His companion, reflected enumerating. - First the prophecy of the Destroyer of Worlds, we all believed that Armageddon was the one sent. The one who would intercede for the Master to come to Earth.

-And it was not so. -His partner assured, narrating with hints of disappointment in his voice. - They destroyed him, those damn warriors and traitors. Despite that, our master was able to invade this earthly plane with his legions. But they were also defeated by those Moon warriors. For years we lost hope. We had to secretly rebuild. Taking advantage of the fact that others tried to claim this planet. And they distracted our enemies. Then we detect that great latent power.

-The son of the mighty Karnoalk. And there was another one, a dark and elusive presence. We lost both of them for years. And when that acolyte came to inform us that he had recognized Mazoui, we immediately believed that he was going to be the new envoy, that the prophecies referred to him. Carrying the power of hell within him, he would be the herald that will precede the great change that we have longed for for so long. - Tuak wanted to remember. -

-Something escapes us. - Nalgin affirmed then, trying to consult some old scrolls and adding. -We have always assumed that he would be a boy. But ... what if he wasn't necessarily like that?

His interlocutor opened her mouth in amazement and was able to answer.

-Then. Could he be a female?

-Perhaps the bringer of evil was referring to Mazoui's mother. As that henchman told us, he witnessed how the mighty Karnoalk possessed her, leaving her pregnant with her seed. From that seed that boy was born. - Enunciated Nalgin commenting. - Our powerful ally may know about it more than we do.

-It's a posibility. As soon as we can meet we will ask you. He conceded the contertulio of him, pleading with a reflective tone. - But. What if it was something else? Imagine that that prophecy had not yet been fulfilled. What if the female who must carry the evil inside her has not been impregnated yet? - Tuak guessed-

His companion plunged into deep thought for a few moments. He was seriously thinking about that possibility.

-Yes ... Maybe that's it. I'm not sure though. For now, as we have agreed, we will spy on the movements of our enemies. Time may give us the answer.

Meanwhile, at the Maldens' house, it didn't take Roy a long time to bring his sister-in-law and his nephews to the apartment they rented.

-Thanks a lot. - Karaberasu said in a recognized way when they arrived. -

-No reason, sister-in-law. - He smiled slightly. -

-I'm so sorry, Uncle Roy.- I let myself be dominated like a fool! - Mazoui lamented. -

His listeners were puzzled and concerned by those words. If that poor boy had realized what he did to his sister, being aware of it or not, his conscience would hit him hard. To everyone's relief, he added with a mixture of disappointment and regret

-Too much training and they must have knocked me out the first time with a damn energy beam, without me realizing it.

-Don't worry, boy. Roy replied affably, giving him a friendly slap on the arm. - That has happened to all of us at some time. Now that you've seen for yourself what the forces of evil we face are like, I highly doubt that they will ever catch you off guard again.

-They won't, I promise you. -The boy assured, recovering his spirits. -

Kalie gave the boy a loving kiss on the cheek. She also to her daughter and commented relieved.

-The most important thing is that we are all safe.

-Yeah, well, I have to go. I don't know what is happening in my house. - Roy finished with a tint of voice more restless. -

His relatives nodded and he, after saying goodbye to them wishing them to rest, left. Karaberasu went inside her room where she took some clothes and then went into the bathroom to take a shower. Katherine took advantage of that moment to whisper to her brother.

-I don't know, Mazzi, I'm very worried about Cousin Kerria. Something is happening with her and with that girl who accompanied her.

- You mean they are a couple? - He smiled slightly. -

The girl's eyes widened, although she immediately she nodded.

- Have you also noticed with that sixth sense that you have?

And they dropped the subject. After her mother came out of her shower they took turns imitating her. Wishing to be able to rest as much as possible. Meanwhile, Roy was driving on the way to his house thinking about those new enemies that were so familiar to him despite him.

-I will not allow those bastards to harm my wife and children. -He said to himself between worried and full of indignation.-

When he finally reached her dwelling, Kerria was pacing nervously around the room, Leval and Beruche sitting waiting. As soon as he appeared, it was his wife who got up and said.

- Well, daughter, what is it that worries your brother so much? Your father is already here, you can tell us.

- I do not think you'll like it very much, - Kerria said in a discouraged low voice. -

- Tell us about it and we'll tell you if we like it or not. - His father ordered her with an expectant and brusque tone, dominated by the nervousness of the tense events they had just suffered. -

- Okay. - His daughter gave her resignation. Taking a deep breath and sighing, she declared. - You see, I do not really want to continue in high school.

-What? – An astonished Beruche intervened. - But how does it occur to you to say something like that?

-What's wrong with you, daughter? - Roy asked, with a reproachful gesture and a tired voice. - I do not understand. Do you dislike studies so much?

- It's not that dad, - she denied shaking her head, qualifying immediately. - I will change school, but I do not want to continue in this one.

-But why? - her mother inquired increasingly confused. - What is wrong with this school?

-It's because of that girl! - Leval intervened with visible anger. - She is to blame for everything!

- That's not true - Kerria answered, suddenly trying to defend her partner. -

-But can we know what you mean? - Beruche asked, beginning to lose patience. - Do you want to stop talking in code?

- Yes, it also bothers me that you do not speak clearly. Leval What is happening? - His father asked.

Roy crossed his arms over his chest impatiently to get an explicit answer to that. However, his son now kept an uncomfortable silence looking elsewhere, not daring to say more.

-I asked you a question! - He repeated sharply, losing his already precarious patience. -Answer to me!

The boy looked at his father with visible fear, but even so, he did not want to talk. The atmosphere became increasingly rare and Kerria knew that she had to face the situation once and for all, and intervened.

- Dad's enough. Leval will not tell you, he does it to protect me, but I think you have to know at once and it's up to me to tell you, it's about Deborah.

- Your friend from the high school. That one who was with you before? - Beruche added remembering the name of that girl. -

- For me she is much more than a friend, mom -  the girl corrected her looking at her mother with a pleading expression in her eyes and a tremulous voice. - Much more…

Roy did not quite understand what his daughter wanted to say, but his wife quickly understood.

- No, it's not possible for you. You and her, tell me it's not that, daughter. - Bertie stuttered almost with a voice broken by surprise and fear. -

-But what are you talking about? -The bewildered Roy insisted and asked again. -What is the matter with that girl?

- Our daughter is going out, dating with her. - His wife responded by pointing out the word dating.-

- Well, so what? Is that girl the one who took you to those clubs? - He wanted to know. -

But before her daughter could answer, Beruche moved forward with a shake of her head and declared in a muffled voice.

- You have not understood Roy, she's in love with that girl. They are dating as a couple.

The face of surprise of her husband was very expressive. He could not pronounce a word, at last, he recovered himself enough to ask his daughter directly with a reproving tone.

- Tell me, is that true?

- Yes Dad. - Kerria answered gathering all her courage and dignity to sentence. - I love her and she loves me. But in high school all my classmates have turned their backs on me, they have all humiliated me and I do not want to go back there.

Although his father seemed to be far away and barely stuttered as if he had not heard this last, with a mixture of surprise and irritation.

- But, that cannot be, a daughter of mine cannot. It must be something that you imagine. It cannot be.

-I'm homosexual, dad, lesbian so you can get it clearer. I love Debbie. Is it that you cannot accept it either? - Reputed Kerria quite hurt for it. -

Roy and Beruche remained stuck without saying a word. The girl sighed trying to vent that stress, did not know that it was worse, that the quarrel or to keep silent in that accusatory way. Her brother tried to intercede for her with a rather hesitant tone that detracted much from his argument.

- Maybe you're confused, maybe you'll rush, that's all. Sometimes these things are the product of phases in the development of personality.

- No Leval. I have it very clear, before I was confused but since I met her, not anymore. Debbie and I have already slept together several times. The first of them I wanted to check if what I felt was true and that's how it was. - She confessed to make things clear. –

- This is the last thing I expected to hear! - His father exploded out of his boxes. - You have given us many annoyances, but this is out of line. Do you realize how old you are? You are not at all ready for that, neither with boys, nor with girls. And less to relate to someone who takes you to that kind of slum. That girl is a bad influence. You just have to see how she is dressed. How she appears and she disappears through this house! ...

Then an idea crossed Roy's head. What if that girl was a spy for that sect? Was she trying to pervert her daughter?

-She's no ghost, dad, she's my girlfriend!" Kerria exclaimed stunned by such a comment. And her clothes do not define what she is like. I can't believe you say that.

Now it was Roy who, shaking his head, replied in a commanding tone.

-Nothing about that. You're going to forget all that nonsense and go back to high school. Go out seriously with some nice guy, some serious one, that will take the nonsense out of your head and stop seeing that individual. She's not trustworthy.

-That's very much like you! - Kerria said, sobbing, her eyes full of tears and the tone of her words tinged with frustration and bitterness. - Dad, when you do not like something you want to change it at any price. But this is my life and I do not like men! I do not want to go out with any boy nor will I go back there. – She topped raising her tone vehemently. -

-That's stupid! - Roy blurted out that, in order not to make things worse, he tried to control himself and tried to add more calmly after taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly. - Maybe it's my fault for not letting you out, but if you want to date one of your classmates, I will not stop you. Is that? Are you inventing all this for you to be allowed to go out with guys? Did you and that Debbie plot all this to scare us? Or is it that girl's thing? Tell me. What has she done to you? Has she threatened you?

Kerria moved her head between incredulous and impotent, it had been hard to confess her true inclinations and all that for what? To listen to her father turn a deaf ear and tell her that it was all due to a childish mischief. So that her mother would look at her with that mixture of dismayed disapproval and so that her own brother would not seem to understand it either. But what about her father was the worst of all, he had never stopped seeing her as a little girl that he had to control continuously. To who he did not give an iota of independence. He wanted to make a kind of porcelain princess out of her. That broke her down and in her impotence, fury and despair, she screamed.

-You do not understand anything, you never do it! You only worry about what you think is normal! Well, I'm fed up! , I will go out with Debbie and I will continue sleeping with her, whether you like it or not.

-  Don´t dare  to speak me that way! - Howled his father who was completely out of his mind before such a sample of unconsciousness and open defiance. - I forbid you to come back to join that perverted. Do you hear me?...

- You are not the one to forbid me to live my life.- An uncaring Kerria answered, turning around to leave the dining room.-

However an angry Roy approached holding her arm despite the attempts of Beruche and Leval to prevent him and snapped violently shaking her until he forced her to look at him.

- Listen to me snotty! You have already tried my patience until beyond endurance. I will tell you very clearly so that you understand it once and for all. As long as you live under this roof you will do what I tell you, and I tell you that you will stop seeing that bitch!

- No, leave me alone! - Kerria screamed. She did not restrain herself when she reproached him with rage. - Everything has to be perfect, right? Perfect for you. Would you be happy if I slept with a boy? Surely if Leval were to fuck some girl, you'd be proud of him, you'd say he's like you, a real macho. You would even give him some gummies so he wouldn't take any chances. But I'm just a slut right? Didn't you sleep with all the women you wanted even when you knew mom? Haven't you left them alone every time you go on tour with the team? And nobody has ever said anything to you. Because you are the man. Do not you?

After hearing those insolent and unjust accusations, fury completely flooded her father who in a reflex act raised his hand against her, but using all his self-control he stopped. He was about to hit her and the girl, far from shrinking from him, faced him looking into his eyes and expressing her contempt and at the same time her pain.

- That hit me! You only know how to solve things with blows. You only care about brute force.

-Roy, for God's sake, stop! - Bertie intervened, standing between them terrified and trying to hold him. –

After a few agonizing moments he finally lowered his arm trembling with anger and released his daughter. Kerria ran up to her room, crying.

- Wait, we're not finished yet! - Roy shouted, but the girl did not listen to him and soon she was lost in the floor above. Her father could only crack, while literally folding the iron rail of the staircase. - Dammit! How can you do something like that?

Leval could not move, it was as if his strength had abandoned him, and his mother, although crying inconsolably, tried to put her voice back in the most imploring and conciliatory tone she could, trying to stop her husband who was even ready to go after the girl.

- Roy, I do not like that idea too much, neither. But if she feels that way, that cannot be changed, please darling! It really is not such a terrible thing. We have met people like that, who are wonderful and never ...

He cut her off with a wave of his hand, in demand of the word and responded with bitterness and indignation while clenching his fists.

- Do not you see that is the least thing to worry about? I do not care if she's gay or not! It's her attitude. Do not you realize that she's barely a kid? She is fourteen years old for God´s sake! And she is not our daughter anymore! At least not the girl we raised! She has been laughing at us for a long time. She has been going to dens full of riffraff, with drugs, promiscuity ... who knows since when she would be doing that! And from the hand of that pervert who says she is in love with. It seems incredible that you do not see it!

- She's at a very difficult age. We have to be understanding. - His wife asked him trying to calm him down. - Maybe, if we spoke with serenity ...

But far from getting it, her husband burst out again in frustration.

-I've tried it for good, I've tried it the hard way and there's no way for her to behave. Always so rebellious, so inconsiderate, she does not appreciate anything we've done. All my hopes, everything I wanted for her future, so long fighting for nothing!

He could not continue any longer and left the house quickly and stiff with fury, giving such a slam that he tore the door from its hinges. His wife saw him leave, watching him with a look of impotence and pain.

- Leval, son. - Beruche asked very affected but overcoming her own desolation. - Wait a little and go to reassure your father, I'll go see your sister. We have to prevent any of them from doing something that they regret for good.

He nodded, leaving in a hurry, he did not want his family to break. And he could not take sides either. He understood the fears, the sufferings and the impotence of his father and his sister. But could not they see each other's? Since he was a child, Leval had always believed that talking and acting fairly everything could be done, now his convictions were falling apart little by little. His father had been for him as a kind of idol. He never thought he could react like that. In fact, none of the advice he gave to him or Mazoui he applied to himself. Maybe, he did not because he was not really facing any enemy. Possibly he loved Kerria so much that this had hurt him very deeply. It could well be that when a super saiyajin was hurt in this way, perhaps the only one that really made him more vulnerable, feelings, would react by going crazy. But he was that same lineage and did not think so. He respected his sister and if she loved another woman in the end it was her decision. Although, of course, there was the scandal and the sensationalist headlines. His father did not stop being someone famous from his times as a player and now he was still quite known as a coach and manager. Although Leval was sure that was what could least concern his father at a time like this. And of course if he agreed with him on the danger that his sister ran having gone to such slums. Now he saw it clearly, both believed they had lost each other. Actually Kerria just wanted to be loved and accepted by herself and his father wanted a quiet, safe and happy life for the girl. However, they were unable to understand each other, so Leval himself and his mother should struggle to reconcile them and be able to communicate with both. With this determination and without caring to confront him in those hard times, he left in search of his father.

-Either way, I have to help clarify things. Or this will be hopeless. - The anguished boy said to himself. -

In the sect, thanks to a hidden receiver that Nalgin had left in the room, they knew of all this discussion rejoicing for a long time, he smiled and said.

- Well, we know where the weak point is, if we know how to use it well, it could be even more valuable than Mazoui.- Without wasting time, he telephoned two of his henchmen who were watching out of the house and ordered them. - As soon as it's all clear, capture Kerria Malden and bring her here.

For her part Beruche was very restless and scared for her daughter and for her husband. She hoped Leval would take care of Roy, but now it was her turn. So she went up to Kerria's room and knocked on the door, but the girl, probably fearing it was her father, did not open, her mother insisted.

- I want to be alone! - The girl who was crying inconsolably shouted. -

- Honey, it's me, your mother - She whispered as gently as she could. - Let me pass, please.

The girl did not respond. Bertie tried again. Finally, after much insistence, Kerria let her enter. She heard a click as the door lock pulled back. After a few moments she passed and closed gently. She looked at her daughter who was sitting on the bed, her hands clasped and her head buried between them. Beruche sat next to her. Through tears the young woman raised her face slightly and looked at her desolate, whispering in a low voice with a great feeling of pain.

- I guess I'm not the daughter you would have liked to have. I think dad hates me, he has always hated me. For him I'm just a useless brat who does nothing but dislike him continuously and spoil the idea of porcelain princess that he had of me. Compared to my brother for him, I'm worthless! - She moaned burying her face in her mother's chest. -

Beruche looked at her sadly and stroked the girl's hair, responding with gentleness and affection.

- Do not say that, daughter. Your father and I love you more than anything, if we have been so upset by your bad actions, it is simply because we care a lot about you. Your father is very hurt and disappointed, but it will pass.

- I'm a lesbian, mom, do you think dad will accept that so easily? - Kerria inquired very depressed - Do you accept it?

- Daughter, I love you and if it's for your happiness I do not care if you fall in love with a man or a woman. And I know that your father does not really care about that either. He just wants you to be happy. But you must be sure of your feelings. - Bertie replied with the sweetest voice she could, caressing her daughter now in the cheeks. - Are you darling?

- I'm mom. I am… - She whispered with a broken voice, hugging her mother to finish off with the crying. -

Bertie held her in her arms leaving her to cry for a while. Her daughter needed it. She could not help herself to shed some tears of pain. She sensed clearly the suffering that gripped her little girl. Yet she was able to calm down enough to declare after a couple of minutes.

-You must have told us before. Calmly and speaking in a civilized way. I would have liked you to have trusted us. You must understand that with your behavior you have worried us a lot. Leaving and entering without warning. Going to such dangerous places. Anything could have happened to you! That is what scares us.

- Sorry ... - the girl moaned now to rivet in a tremulous voice .- Mom ... I'm very afraid. I do not know what is going to happen. I ... really tried to be as you wanted me to be. I tried!

-Not my girl. You do not have to be as nobody wants you to be. You have to be yourself. - Her mother could answer, affected by the sobs too. - You must find your own way in life.

She saw the torment that tortured her little girl that way and it broke her heart. It was clear that the poor girl had had to go through an ordeal, trying to hide what she felt and hide it. Full of remorse for fear of defrauding their own. Until finally, after reaching the limit, she had decided to confess the truth. And now it came out as a torrent of guilt.

-I have always heard of the family. Grandparents, Dad, his parents. The traditions of the Malden. - The girl could say sniffing through tears to try to breathe, and adding. - Dad kept telling me since I was little how beautiful I would be dressed as a bride and that, one day, I was going to fall in love with a handsome boy who was going to love me too ... like in fairy tales! He would tell me how much he loved you and how you fell in love in college. And he assured me that the same would happen to me. I was very happy ... later, when I played the princesses with cousin Idina and Nehie, I also believed that I would find my prince. I dreamed of it! That was my greatest illusion. But when I got older, I gradually realized that I could only look at other girls, Mom. - The desperate girl moaned to admit. - And it scared me a lot, I was just thinking. What is wrong with me? ... why don't I look for a prince? ... Why don't I do like the others? All my friends always talked about boys, who they liked or who they dated ... and I ... many times did not know what to say ... and I was so afraid that others would discover me ... and call me abnormal, or monster ... and now my worst nightmare has come true. Everyone despises me. I have nothing left.

-No honey. That is not true. - Bertie asked her visibly affected by that, stroking the girl's hair as she hugged her. - Do not mortify yourself more for that ... Nobody despises you. You have not committed any crime for being as you are.

Nevertheless the girl continued with her confession now that she had gathered enough courage.

-I thought so. I tried to change. I wanted to look at guys, go around to see if going to clubs or bars I liked those some. But it was always the same. I felt incapable of ... you know ... – She whispered something disturbed .- I could not do any of that, with any of them... and had to drink to ...

She could not continue. She moaned full of anguish. Her interlocutor nodded, observing her with a sympathetic look full of desolation. Her poor child had gone through a real hell and she could not or did not know in time!

- I'm so sorry, dear.- Bertie sobbed really broken at hearing that. - I should have noticed ... sweetheart forgive me!

Her daughter then sighed and was able to continue with her confession, now a little calmer.

- Then, when I met Debbie everything changed, it was as if I had found my prince, but she was a princess. Do you understand, mom?

-Of course, my  treasure, of course I understand. That is not bad. You should not suffer so much for it, or shut it up. - Her mother answered, something calmer in turn.-

- I thought you were going to be ashamed of me. That you would not forgive me. - She could answer full of regret, between choked sobs.- That I would have disappointed you ... and that you would never love me again ... I was afraid that dad and that you ...

Bertie could not take it anymore to hear that, or that her unhappy little girl had even thought about it. So she parted for a moment from her daughter's embrace, just enough to wipe her tears and look her in the eyes, she smiled and holding her chin gently with one hand she said with all the affection and firmness she could muster.

- Listen to me well and never forget this, daughter. I love you! I've loved you since I knew I was waiting for you and carried you inside me, since your godmother Ami helped me to bring you to this world. And I will always love you, no matter what happens. I would give my life for you! You are a part of me, as I am part of you. Do you understand that?

The young woman nodded slowly, filling her green eyes with tears again and breaking into tears. Her mother pressed her tightly against her chest again and whispered softly.

- Cry Kerria and get rid of that bad feelings, my dear. Tomorrow it will be another day and you will see everything more clearly. And do not worry, if you want so, we will change you. We will find other high school, I will ask for a place in mine.

The girl cried but now she felt better, more relieved. Refugee in her mother who at least used the love to try to understand with her. She had never been as spontaneous as her father in the demonstrations of affection, but she was always more constant and even though she was apparently more severe, she was also more patient and understanding. Yes, her mother was a tolerant woman and full of dignity, and in that at least, wanted to take an example. At last she raised her head.

- I think not. - Replied Kerria wiping away her tears. - I have changed my mind. The best will be to face it. Sooner or later the same thing would happen to me in your school. I do not want to be running away all my life. Also, I was a little unfair with Amethyst. It's time for us to fix things. I appreciate her very much as a friend and I need friends now. But dad, I think he will never forgive me. And I do not know if I can forgive him.

- Yes darling, of course you can, and he will forgive you too. I can assure you that he loves you more than anything in the world - and Bertie smiled encouragingly adding. - There is nothing to forgive. You are what you are and he ... well, he is too. - She sighed smiling now to assert. - Your father is like this, a brute who often does not reflect what he says. But at the same time he loves with all his heart, and when something hurts him or he realizes he was wrong, he repents and suffers much more than you can imagine. I know him very well and he would give his life a thousand times for you. Just as I know you, you know? I think you really have personalities that are too similar. It's funny, your brother and I are more like water, but you and him look like fire. Now you just need to calm down and give yourself time for the flames to die out. - Bertie said, stroking the girl's chin and hair while Kerria got into the much more comforted bed. - And do not worry, - her mother smiled encouragingly again. - I promise I'll talk to your father and everything will be fixed. Although it will take your time.

- I'm not sure, mom. - Kerria countered sadly, because despite everything she was not optimistic, that wound had been too deep. - Nothing will be the same.

- Leave it to me, I know it well.- Beruche assured her, insisting now with more joviality about her previous argument. - It was a strong reaction but it will pass. Deep down he adores you, daughter. That's why it affects you so much. He had some hopes well, we had. – She correct herself with a smile to continue. - Too many hopes since you and your brother were born. You know, sometimes he and I talked about the grandchildren we were going to have, the children of Leval and yours when you got married. What he told you as a child. Maybe he should not have burden you with his own desires.

- Well, being the good boy that my brother is, I'm sure that one day he will get married and have children - Kerria replied more recomposed now to assert convinced - and being gay does not mean that I cannot have them. In addition, homosexual marriage has just declared legal throughout the country. So maybe I might get married someday. - She smiled feeling a little better especially when she added with an effort of imagination while she took off her clothes and put the pajama on. - But now I do not imagine myself as a mother, nor do I see you as grandparents.

- Nor do I! - Her mother laughed, affirming with complicity tone. - I am still young I think, - Then  she kissed her daughter on the forehead, wrapped her with a lot of tenderness and whispered to her. - Now go to sleep and rest, my daughter. You will see how everything is going to be fixed. Forget everything and dream something beautiful. Like when you were a little girl. Dream with your princess. Goodnight.

- I love you, mom, - Kerria whispered between excited and grateful. -

- And I love you too, see you tomorrow.- Beruche smiled as she left the room and switched off the light. -

Bertie sighed, glad at least that he was able to have that much-needed mother-daughter conversation. She now she only she would have to talk to her husband and tell her that. Surely he would come to understand it. She thought about calling Ami and bringing her up to date on what had happened, but she decided it would be better to wait for her husband and son to return.

-I'll wait for you here, in the living room. - She decided after coming down the stairs from the girl's room level. - Kerria needs to rest.

The girl, calmer, turned off the light and wanted to sleep, but without noticing the sect's henchmen climbed through her window, they were lucky that it was open and they entered easily. Before she could react to defend herself, escape or call for help, she was drugged with chloroform and carried away unconscious.

-We got it. Objective accomplished, we have not encountered any resistance. - That guy of hard features and gray hair reporterd, as soon as they left the Malden property with their captive on their shoulders. -

-She's really pretty. And she is very hot. - His companion whispered to him, another guy much younger than him while he delighted in the contemplation of that girl, once they deposited her in a van that was parked near her. - It would be a shame not to take the opportunity to enjoy a chocolate like this. We could have a good time with her before handing her over to our bosses.

And although he was tempted to agree with his young interlocutor, the veteran acolyte shook his head in a warning tone.

-Possibly they want it intact, in every way. I think you would not commit that stupidity. Or you could pay dearly for it. Trust me. These are not people to be angered.

-But they won't notice. - That boy commented, libidinously caressing the breasts of that beautiful young woman. - And this little slut will have already tried ... you know ...

-They will realize. I assure you. -His companion sentenced, adding with a harsher and more authoritarian tint.- We cannot know if she is still a virgin or not. But if this is the case, if you outraged her and that prevents them from celebrating any ritual with her, they will punish you. And even though I don't give a damn. - He sighed then staring at his young companion to add emphatically. - The bad thing is that they would also take revenge on me for not having prevented it. And you cannot even imagine how far they go when it comes to executing their revenge or their punishments. So get it out of your head.

So that individual had to restrain his primal instincts and leave that sleeping girl alone. Soon, getting behind the wheel and with his older colleague guarding his precious cargo inside the vehicle, he started out of the urbanization straight to his destination. At that very moment, completely oblivious to what had happened, Roy, who had flown away to vent his fury, was reached by Leval. Although he was not accessible to words, the boy stayed by his side and his father at least felt that he was trying to help him through that bad time. He was even able to smile and thought, not without an increasingly engulfing wave of guilt.

- At least you have never disappointed me, son, although it may have been because we always expected only you.

Then Leval, risked intervening and said in a quiet voice.

- Please, dad. Let's go home, mom will be worried.

     Roy approached him and the boy did not know how he was going to react, but his father just put a hand on his shoulder and agreed with a more serene tone but smudged with pain and dejection.

- You're right, as you're always a wise guy. You are as your mother in that. You are my pride and my joy, son. Please, keep it up and never behave like I do. Especially the day you have your own children. Do not disappoint them as I have done with you.

The boy tried to oppose something to that judgment so hard that his father had made of himself but the words did not come out of his throat. He could only nod slowly and the two returned to their house. No one noticed what had happened. Beruche was waiting for them at the door. The two entered and Leval, aware that his parents should speak alone, said good night and went to his room. He also did not want to bother his sister whom he supposed sleeping or lost in her own thoughts. And indeed, their parents, once alone, chatted. Bertie tried to convince her husband to reconcile with her daughter.

- I cannot Bertie. - He replied that he was no longer angry but he was hurt, and he did not abandon his reasoning. - This has already gone too far. Now She says she is homosexual. And it's not that I have anything against it. Well, as a kid I used to joke a lot about that, but then it was usual. And you also know that I respect our friends a lot. But this is different. She uses it as a weapon. She says it now with everything that has happened. She did not trust us. She preferred to escape, to stay with that girl who will have taken her to God knows what kind of places. To make only God knows what kind of things. And all why? It was due to I punished her because of her bad behavior? Is this her way of getting revenge?  Is she trying to hurt us even more. But what the hell have we been wrong to her to treat us like this?

-No, Roy, I doubt that the girl she's dating is any threat to her. On the contrary, I have seen them together when they entered the house, after the attack of those sectarians and they supported each other. If that girl had been one of those sectarians, she would have taken advantage of that moment, don't you think?

The logical reply of his wife left Roy unanswered, although Bertie had not finished her argument and went on.

-Our daughter does not do any of this on purpose. Nor as revenge. On the contrary. I've talked to her and I know she feels what she says about her, I'm sure. I've seen it in her eyes. Beruche affirmed, arguing with all her heart. - A mother cannot be lied to. You can't seriously believe she was saying it to hurt you. Do you not see how is she suffering? Despite the changes in society and the advances in this world and at that age it is not easy to admit such a thing. She is afraid, she has a terrible panic! All her friends have abandoned her, she only has us. We are the only thing she has. We are her parents! Our duty is to support her and make her to feel safe. You must understand that you cannot put your values ​​or your aspirations before Kerria and her happiness. Please, do it for her! Tomorrow, talk to her in a calm way, let her explain things from her point of view and make amends.

His wife, seeing him meditative and still a bit reticent, then told him something of the conversation she had with the girl and he could not help feeling even more guilty.

- You're right. I'm an idiot. I know. - He admitted, surrendering to what his own conscience shouted and he had not wanted to listen. He sighed looking at the ceiling and added with his last resistance. - But it has hurt me a lot, I do not know if I can forget it. You have heard the things she has told me. I never cheated on you, I did not date any other girl since we met. Les at all during the tours with the team.

- I know, they are things that are said without thinking, because of the anger of the moment. As I told Kerria, you are too similar in that. And recognize that you have also been very hard on her, Roy. In spite of everything, she is still a child. She cannot be master of her emotions.

- It's true, I'm sorry! - He confessed to defend himself immediately with impotent despair - But everything has come together, the attack of those bastards, the surprise and ... - Then he softened his tone and added with visible regret and hurt emphasis. - I feel very bad too, Bertie. I love her more than my life, she is my daughter! You know that she has been my little princess since she was born. But I never believed that this could be the case.

- Maybe that's the problem, Roy. - Beruche answered slowly and conciliatorily, but not for that reason, while remaining sincere. - We have never asked our daughter what her opinion was about that. She does not feel like a princess.

- Kerria is a princess in reality, on your part and mine.- Her husband reminded to her. - She has the real blood of our old life and the saiyajin. With all that we have gone through and suffered, I longed for a beautiful future for her, to marry some good boy who really loved her and had a quiet and happy life. Maybe that's why I've hurt so much what she said.

- But Roy. It is the same. You just said it! you're talking about our previous lives. His wife objected softly. - We did much worse things. We work for the power of darkness. We have managed to overcome it and be happy. And do you know why? Because in our worst moments someone believed in us and supported us. Without going any further, if it weren't for the kindness of the Moon warriors and the love of my sister Cooan, I would be dead. Trust our daughter. I know she is a good girl. But she is at a difficult age. She has a lot to learn and to live. We must give her the opportunity to do it herself, we cannot walk her way. But we can be by her side to make it more bearable. To support her at all times when she stumbles and falls, and to help her get up. Just like when she was a baby. - She added in a quiet voice, full of longing. -

Her husband looked at her now with some surprise. It was true. Bertie knew how to expose things from a reasonable point of view and even at the same time mixing feelings. And everything made sense, especially when she added.

- The most important thing I learned with my sisters when Sailor Moon gave us another opportunity is that we should be generous and understanding with others. You have to give love and try to put yourself in the shoes of the other. The sailors did it with us. They allowed us to realize how wrong we were. They did not impose anything on us ... And we must do the same with Kerria. Honey, she will see that there are other ways of doing things, she will mature and will surely become a wonderful woman that we will be very proud of.

- You're right, as always. - He had to grant that he made his amendment purpose firm. - Maybe I did not prepare for her as I did for Leval. It's my fault, I was just waiting for him. And then I let down my guard. I will try to start again. Tomorrow I will talk to her and ask her to tell me what she feels. I do not care what she is, She is my daughter. She will always be. I love her, you know that I love her more than anything. That I would do anything for her. And I will not turn away from her side. I promise you.

- Yes darling, I know, like me.- Beruche agreed to hug him. -

- Thanks cubito. You have always known what to do and how to say it. I am very lucky to have you.

- Well you better not forget it - she smiled more jovially caressing his chin riveting. - Or in Name of the Moon, I will punish you ...

Her husband finally smiled and, putting an arm around her shoulders, said quietly, though more hopefully.

- Let's go to sleep. Today has been a very hard day for everyone. And tomorrow it can be even more. We are going to need a lot of energy ...

His wife agreed to it. They went up to their rooms leaving the room in the dark. They did not want to bother Kerria until the next day. How little did they know what was happening then to their poor daughter! ...

-Wake up ... - She heard a voice as a distant echo.- Open your eyes and see the truth ...

The girl regained consciousness in a room that was completely unknown to her. Sitting there were three hooded individuals, one of them with a pendant, an inverted five-pointed star. The girl recovered enough to ask. Dazed and frightened, she asked.

-Where I am? Who are you?

- Poor little girl, you're so alone. - Declared one of them with feigned consternation. -Your parents despise you, they do not want to know anything about you.

- That's a lie. – Kerria replied, she affirmed totally convinced. - They love me and I love them.

-Do you believe so? - Another hooded man added with scorn. - Well, we'll show you that you're wrong.

Then he connected a television set where Kerria´s parents were talking, it was evidently a manipulation.

-We did much worse things in our old lives. -Declared Bertie.-

-She  knows how to hurt us.- Her husband answered.- I will punish her.

-If were for the sailors... - Beruche said.- She would be dead ...

-Yes. It's my fault, I was just waiting for Leval. And then I lowered my guard.- Roy admitted.-

The girl shook her head in disbelief. In addition, the penthouse that carried one of those individuals, emitted a radiation directed to Kerria and next to some drugs that they had injected her, the sense of the reality of their victim was getting upset little by little. The poor girl listened to confess to her mother that she had worked for the power of darkness and her father who did not care what she was. Little by little a succession of words and phrases taken out of context began to make a dent in the puzzled young girl.

- But, Mom told me ... no, it cannot be true.- She babbled confused, trying to cling to her memories, but these were diluted in a sea of blackness. -

- Yes, of course it's true. - The third figure that was the carrier of the pentacle adding with viciousness. - For them you are the dishonor of the family! Your parents would have wished you were never born. You must show them how powerful and important you can become. So that they understand that they are wrong.

-But how? - Kerria sobbed, feeling worse and worse with herself and pleading with her interlocutors. - How can I get them to care about me?

- Teach them a lesson. Show them why they cannot treat you like a spoil. - Replied that silhouette with a raw voice. - To them only the power is worthy to be respect ...

Although after a slight dramatic pause for her disoriented listener to digest those words he added with a very different tone, full of kind affection.

- We do care about you, if you do not believe us, at least accept this gift as proof of our friendship.

He held out the pentacle, but the girl did not take it, she did not stretch out her hand long enough, as if she could not stretch it anymore, she was still hesitant.

- First.- Said one of the figures- Take off that cross! - He pointed to Kerria's pendant, a small silver cross that she had been wearing since she was a child. -

- But, my brother gave it to me ... and to him my father and to him, his, - she objected. -

However, those mysterious hooded men had an answer for everything, and one of them returned to the charge without complying to spit out more poison.

- Unloved Kerria. He gave it to his possession, come on. Do not you remember, little one? How did he take advantage of you to satisfy his passions? You have always seemed as your mother very much when she was young, and your innocence has attracted him in an insane way. And the same thing has happened to your brother. They both went up to your room and used you. That's why you hate men.

-It's not true, it's not true! - She was hysterically crying, shaking her head but the suggestion of the pentacle and the drugs, began to flood her mind with false memories. - It is?...

- Look at your beloved parents, - the third figure said while showing her images of Roy as Armageddon and Beruche as Ayakashi. - Do you believe us now? They are evil. Everything has been a farce. They have never loved you, deep down they have been deceiving you and your mother has never cared about what your father and your brother have done to you. They would like you to be like that, not a loser. Show them that it is possible and punish them for their evil, they are only traitors to the true lord. Do not hesitate, join us.

Kerria was weaker and weaker at this suggestion, and her will was gradually subdued. Her arm went lengthening, gained ground to her neck and took off her cross. Afterwards, and after another brief internal struggle reached with her fingers that pendant offered. Finally she grasped the pentacle with her hands, at first timidly, but it began to radiate a sweet heat that was spreading comfortingly throughout her body. The young woman felt a profound well-being and an ecstasy superior to any other she would have experienced. It was much stronger than when she made love with her partner. Her insides burned with pleasure and she could not resist the desire to put it around her neck. When she did, a powerful red aura enveloped her and her pajamas disappeared, replaced by spectacular clothes. A suit similar to her mother's when she was an Ayakashi, but black. Topped the set with a long cloak. Also high red boots above the knee with long and sharp heels. Her whole body was a source of heat and power, she also felt an intoxicating sense of hatred and perverse lust for destruction. Her face then appeared dominated by a demonic smile. Her eyes glowed red and finally, she spoke with a sadistic, lugubrious and hissing voice.

- They are going to pay all the pain and humiliations that they have made me go through. Now I will show them my immense power. I'll finish with all of them!

-That's it! - Exclaimed the first of the figures with frenzy. - Unleash all your hatred and your evil! , which all humans carry inside, even the most pure and virtuous. This pentacle has the power to make it arise and enhance it to incredible limits. All your negative energy, all your bad memories and all your hate make you immensely powerful now. Go and finish with those who have despised you! You are no longer Kerria Lorein Malden, from this moment on you will call yourself Devilish Lady, the Dark Lady. The Lady of the Avernus. Come to our Master.

- I will gladly comply with your orders, sir. - She nodded licking with an insane lustful expression as she wrapped the cross in a rag and kept it sentencing. - I'll return this instrument of deception ... before finishing them.

- You have another mission.- He added with much greater aplomb the hooded figure that gave him the pentacle. - Before killing your brother, you have to get pregnant with a son of his. It will be your last revenge and thus the power of darkness will reappear.

- I will do it and my son will serve to dominate this world and put it at the mercy of the prince of the Darkness, ha, ha, ha. – She asserted it with an evil laughter. -

And laughing in that sadistic way Devilish Lady disappeared. In the room the sinister laughter of triumph of the three figures  could be heard. They were none other than Nalgin, Tuak and their leader, another high priest of his reconstructed demonic sect who told them.

-Do you see how hatred always works? Our Master told me. They already did the same thing on another occasion with a little girl. But this time the amount of resentment and pain is considerably higher.

-The Lady of the Avernus will be very powerful if she manages to combine the power she has inherited from her family with the one we have given to her.- Tuak said. - It's like a second Armageddon.

-So is it. - Nalgin stated visibly satisfied, sentencing. - I would say even better. Now her soul is totally ours. She will not have remorse or mercy. Unlike Armageddon who had to fight with Roy Malden inside or Mazoui who was weak.

-Yes. We can rejoice, brothers. - The hidden Master to conclude. - We sent them the worst possible attack. Straight to their hearts. Believe what I tell you, I know them well, at least, the mother of our tool. – He riveted with rejoicing referring to the formerly known as Kerria. - Nothing could have destroyed that traitor more ...

And everyone laughed, exultant with joy, wishing to see how Devilish Lady consummated her revenge.

In Japan, a stunned priestess scrutinized the sacred flames in the Hikawa shrine. Then she saw something that made her shudder.

- For the great Kami! I have to warn Usagi of this ...

Without wasting time she called her friend. This one was with Mamoru on his flat. They talked about the tasks that were pending ...

- Hello? - He answered the insistent sound of the phone.-

-Mamoru Goodness! I tried to call Usagi but she was not at home. - He heard Rei's restless voice.

-She's here with me. What happens? - The young man wanted to know.-

After a few seconds the frightened priestess told him.

-A huge evil force has emerged ... it is extremely powerful and full of hatred and desires for revenge. It threatens our friends there, in America. And I do not think it is alone ... There's something else but I'm not able to see it clearly. As if it was hiding behind this evil power.

-I understand.- His interlocutor sighed.- Can you perceive something else? ...

-It's very confusing.- Rei said.- The strongest aura seems familiar but it is obscured by a tremendous amount of evil. However ... - And after meditating for a few moments she could barely stammer. - Oh my God! I have to warn Ami about this ... she has to warn ...

Usagi who had picked up another device then broke into the conversation to say with a firm tone.

-Not Rei! You must not tell her anything.

-But ... it's something terrible.- The priestess opposed.- If we did not warn them, they could ...

-It's a direct order. Now it's your queen who speaks to you. - The majestic and solemn tone of Serenity was heard.-

Totally taken by surprise, the priestess was unable to articulate a word. She could not believe what she was hearing. However, that was nothing new and unfortunately she knew what could happen. Finally she could muster in dismay.

-As you say, Majesty. But be aware that this can bring a lot of pain and terrible consequences.

-I am.- Serenity answered, adding already with a softer and dismayed tone.- And what must happen will happen ... Thank you for your loyalty ...

And without giving opportunity to the replica, she hung. Rei stayed for a moment with the beep of the end of the call sighing full of sadness and concern. Unfortunately she only had to wait for events and also, if that was not enough, she felt even more negativity in the environment.

- I do not have any doubt. A great storm is about to break loose. - She muttered as she returned to consult the sacred flames. - A huge tempest of evil ... something terrible is arising. And not only in one point. I pray to the spirits that Serenity and Endymion know what they are doing.

At Debbie's house, this she too jerked out of bed. She had had that terrible nightmare again. Her girlfriend appeared in it, with an expression of cruelty that petrified her with horror. That couldn't be Kerria!

-Oh God!, I don't know what to do. - She thought with anxiety. - Well, maybe it is. I have to talk to that man.

She was thinking of that strange individual who approached her in Los Angeles when she went to see her sister with her parents. Debbie had gone out for a walk with them and had separated from her family for a few minutes. She saw a vintage store and went inside it. She was browsing around, looking at some vinyl records and T-shirts and didn't notice the presence of a tall young guy with dark hair and purple eyes, holding some sort of maroon-covered diary, standing in front of her.

-Sorry. The girl apologized, believing that she had blocked his way in the narrow corridor they were in.-

Although that guy's cryptic answer left her speechless.

-You must be very careful when you return to New York. Things will get complicated. When you feel that something evil is closing in on you and your girlfriend go to this address without delay.

And he handed the puzzled girl a card. There were written some signs that corresponded to an esoteric shop in the Big Apple on it. Although that was what least caught his attention. What she did astonish was that this man was aware of her relationship. And what was more incredible, that he knew her sexual orientation.

- Who are you? - She asked at last. -

-Someone you still haven't met. - That guy smiled enigmatically. -

-Listen. Wait a minute! I want some answers. - She demanded hurriedly, since that young man had walked away until he entered another gallery of that shop. - Wait!

Deborah wanted to go after him, two people who were browsing some articles then crossed her path, when the girl managed to pass she no longer saw that mysterious individual anywhere. It was as if he had vanished.

-It just can not be. He couldn't get out this way. - She muttered without understanding. -

She then looked at that little card with greater attention. She read the headline.

-The Guardians, esoteric affairs library ... I'll have to go and take a look.

Although the voice of her sister who was walking nearby with her parents called her.

- Debbie? where have you been? I have to go back to the academy.

-I am coming.- She replied immediately. -

And she got out of there, since then she had almost forgotten about that. She came to believe that this guy would be someone who, by chance, knew her from something or was just a flirt. She even became suspicious of some joke from her sister Sue, but she immediately dismissed it. She wasn't like that and she would never joke about it.

-I'll have to go to that store. They may be able to clarify what is happening there. - She decided. -

She had been feeling for a long time that something was wrong. Although she thought it was due to the scandal that had formed at school when Kerria finally came out of the closet.

-The poor thing she had to do it in a very cruel way. She was very brave and I'm sorry I wasn't there with her to support her. - She told herself feeling guilty. -

However harsh and traumatic it was for her girlfriend, it wasn't by far the source of the bad vibes that Debbie had been feeling. And now, after that strange encounter of her with that mysterious individual, something inside her told her that things had a much deeper meaning.

-She is in danger. Somehow I know that she is. And the worst thing is that I have no idea how to help her, or who wants to hurt her. But I'll find out. - She promised herself. -

Finally, although she had a hard time doing it, she was able to sleep, not being able to imagine that that terrible nightmare with Kerria had unfortunately come true.

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