He was known to be a 'lady killer'. Making demons blush wasn't something new. He was so excited, finally someone who actually wanted to fight him. She tore through his throat when she let go, a not really surprising move. Although how he'd return would be. The blood spurted from the large opening in his throat, blood gushing through his mouth. It was a large tear and most would probably bleed out at this point. He looked to her, a blunt and pained face he had. Then... He laughed. He laughed hardly, blood spitting from his mouth and crimson stained teeth from just the thought. It had been so long since he'd been wounded in such a way in a fight. It was amazing, and the pain was such a great remembrance. Cackle straightened his back, noticing the blade which cut through her. He hadn't noticed just yet. He took the weapon, cutting deeper into his throat wound until his head dangled from a thin, spinal string. Then, strands and bubbling flesh and tentacles popped from his wound and began reconnecting the two pieces, placing his head back where it was meant to be. His tongue ran over his teeth, taking a few spits to clean out his throat.
"W-well... that was wonderful. Made me feel like a king for a moment. I see you took a hit as well..."
Cackle noticed the wound on her shoulder, the shimmering blood exciting him.
"You know, suddenly, you appear scrumptious~"
Darting from the side, his mouth unhinged from the jaw line with his mouth turning into a grotesque series of fangs and thorns, ready to take a quick bite out of the girl.
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Simply wonderful! A very interesting being he was indeed. His head able to reattach itself back onto his body? Masa had never seen a being like that before. Her right hand, dangling at her side, coated a dark red, she cracked her neck again. "Indeed.. I haven't felt so blissful in years.." The demon slithered her sharp tongue out of her mouth, quickly running it against the corner. Licking up at least some of her own blood. Her mouth began to water. How long had it been since she had eaten? Years surely. "I could say the same for you.~" Masamune purred out of hunger. Her lips slowly parting, her mouth widening in utter delight. Of course her own set of teeth was not nearly as intimidating as Cackle's, the look of hunger in her demonic eyes compensated.
She allowed him to escaped her briefly, keeping her gaze fixated on him as her head shot in his direction. The appearance of the boy was completely horrifying. Making the moment that much more enjoyable to her. Just as quickly as he moved, her jaw opened up to its capacity as well, her head just inches away from his shoulder. In position or stance the two monsters were in, they'd be taking each other's left arms as their very own lunch. His abomination of a mouth tearing her arm straight off whilst her much smaller canines tore into his own. The sound sound cracking bones, ripping flesh, and hungry panting echoed through out the woods. Blood spilling everywhere, covering the two. Then, silence befell them. The monstrosities standing there, covered head to toe in the thick red liquid as it spilled from their wounds. Their limbs hanging from the sharp canines of their mouths.
'...Ew...'
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This was more entertainment than the original drunk plan to kill the person for insulting their presence back in the class. Wait, did she say he looked delicious? She must eat people. It all made sense. Through the guise of her eyes, there wreaked a familiar scent of iron and hunger in the soul she possessed. His movement and quickness had to be forced, the sound of crackling to keep his body able to fit with the abilities he needed. It was gruesome and almost looked uncomfortable, it was merely just a process happening during the movement to adjust to the situation. His jaws clenched down, pressing into the pale flesh of his prey to finally take a taste of a worthy foe in the longest time. The arm tore and stuck through his self-created dangling jaws. Finally, he could have the delicious taste of such a w-
"aaaaaaaaAAAUUUUGGGGHHHHH!!!!"
The arm dropped from his mouth with bite marks littered over it, blood dripping as his face and body began to turn normal. He hacked and retched the blood from his mouth and throat, a slight burning and disgusting sensation, just as it went into his mouth, as it projected violently from his gullet. He was breathing heavily, staring in dramatic shock at her from such horrid taste.
"W-what... what the ********... that taste... Why are YOU of all people so revolting?!?!!"
Cackle retorted in question, highly confused at why someone so great in his eyes could be the worst meal he had ever had the chance to savor. The fact his arm was removed barely was paid any notice. It hurt somewhat, but the pain was nothing compared to the shock and taste he just experienced. His body realized the limb was no longer attachable as blood and flesh gushed from his wound, bone sticking out and growing like a rising dagger. It was taking a moment, but the intertwining strands, flesh, and bone was reconstructing quickly into a new arm. The forest floor looked like it was being painted a new color, and there were splatters of their blood for many meters. Their fighting, even briefly, was violent. Yet... the only thing he could think about was WHY her flesh was defective to him.
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Just as he had done, his arm slowly dropped from her mouth. Masa began to cough, then hack violently. The woman fell to her knees, hunched over in discomfort as she used her free hand to clench her stomach. She wanted to puke, but she didn't. Using every ounce of energy to fight back the urge. Covering her mouth, her hacking slowly died down to coughing. Masa's insides were contorting in ways she didn't believe possible. "W-why..*Coughcough*.." She attempted to make out a sentence, staggering to her feet. "D-Dammit.. I knew you weren't human.. But.." Masa took a moment to try and regain her composure before speaking again. The vibe was totally killed for her. Based on his reaction, it was probably gone for him as well."I was.. So ******** certain you were at least partly demon.. But if you ain't either of those things.. Then what the hell are you..?!"
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Cackle wanted to ask the same question. What was with her blood? Weren't demons and everything else similar? It appeared not, as the magic couldn't filter through his system and become his own blood. It was forcefully exiting as the body rejected it. Cackle had a hand come through his bangs, still wide-eyed and stunned. She was right, of course he couldn't have been a normal human. He left that sort of life long ago. Yet, to make him seem so different was horrifying. No, no the adrenaline was now leaving. Now he could only stand there, staring at someone he so desperately wanted to consume but physically couldn't. Something about her was different and so interesting to test mettle against. Yet, this happened.
She actually thought he was a demon? Well, he had been called the name before but that didn't mean it was so. He was something, something he developed over time and psychological destruction through the years to make sure he was considered the number one concern over anyone else mentally and physically.
"I-I-I'm..."
Cackle stood there, his newly regenerated hand through tattered sleeves and his other hand through his hair as he was having a miniature freak out. This couldn't have been happening. Why was something so great ruined that fast? Hell, an actual demon was confused about what he was. She probably hated him now. He wasn't her kind. He didn't belong anywhere. He was meant to only be himself in the mere destruction of lives to keep his meaningless one existent. Calming down, his hands fell to their sides, eyes aimed to the blood splatters of the forest flooring. He looked to the Scotch, only tipped over with its cap still on and lightly splatted with blood. This was the moment where he had to go, as the lesson learned long ago of being unable to relate to anyone was true. "I-I'm... I'm just Jack...I mean Cackle...."
For once in the longest time, the boy expressed something sorrowful, words that came out chokingly through the mixture of keeping tears out and straining from the burns in his throat and mouth. His eyes went back to her, shiny and wet, before turning around and quickly leaving the forest as to not shame her with his presence any longer.
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The silence that filled the forest seemed to make the air heavier. The demon was seriously confused, conflicted, and almost hurt in some ways. Masa didn't know what a true friend was. Even Patchy was slightly afraid of her. Everyone seemed that way with Masa. She had never known was it was like to relate to someone. Or to hold value for someone to actually consider them her equal. So why? How come when that person is handed to her on a silver platter, he rejected her? That's.. That's simply not fair. For the first time, Masamune felt absolutely crushed. She just couldn't believe it.
"N-No..! W-Wait!" Masa's face softened, stepping forward a few steps as the boy turned and quickly left the forest. A hand reaching out as if she could somehow stop him from the distance. "Please don't go.." Her words fell upon deaf ears. The demon, known for her lack of empathy and sympathy, for her self-centered and arrogant tendencies, was genuinely saddened by these drastic turn of events. She wasn't one to show weakness to anyone, not even herself. But if she could, she would've been wailing in pain by now. Both physically and emotionally. She watched as Cackle disappeared into the distance, unable to hear his foot steps any longer. Able to see the shape of his figure no more. Thus, once again, not having been hurt by this since childhood, Masamune stood alone in silence.
But she's always known this, since she was little! This was nothing new! This very reason is what kept her from finding 'friends' anyway. She believed they were a waste of her time and shouldn't be bothered with. Especially with someone like him. 'So then.. How come..'"Hey.. If you're really in there.. I'd really like it if you'd talk to me.." Masa spoke out loud to herself. A sorrowful smile replaced her sadistic grin. Her eyes looked as though they might become blood shot, her body suddenly trembling with this utterly destructive emotion. Her attention was drawn towards her mangled arm. It was badly beaten and torn, but salvageable. Dragging her feet across the puddles of blood, she made her way to the bloodied limb. Picking it up before roughly shoving it back into her body where it once laid. A slight cracking sound emitted from the area, signalling she had shoved the bone back into its socket.
"Please say something." Masa spoke again. Who was she expecting to hear? She waited. More silence. Not even so much as a sigh came from her. The demon's world had been thrown upside down in a matter of minutes. She had been thrown through a loop, unable to comprehend why she felt such powerful yet insignificant emotions to such and insignificant being. But this wasn't just about him, no it was much more than that. Why was he able to make her feel so rejected? So unwanted? So isolated and alone? His opinion didn't matter! He was just another passer by! "It.. It doesn't matter.." Masa lied. "..It doesn't matter." She lied again. She was getting ready to leave the forest before she remembered something. She had a trophy to take home. Masa always took home her trophies, and she took care of them until it was time to discard them. This was no different. The broken demon shuffled across the painted soil, looking down at the limb she took from him. Slowly she bent down, grabbing at the fingers softly, lifting it into her grasp before heading out of the forest.
The girl held the limb as if it was still attached to its missing owner. Her damaged bloodied hand clasping the palm of his own. The end of the forearm where she tore through dragging against the ground. Leaving a trail of blood behind her. Masamune left the solitude of the empty forest, returning to her dorm. But just as always, only more silence and isolation awaited her.
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Cackle ran straight into the forest, remembering the path he took last time. There it was... the scene of the battle which happened not even hours ago. By this time, the blood had soaked and caked to the ground already gaining a bit of a rusted brown color. The bottle of scotch was also there. However, Masa was nowhere to be seen.
"Figures, people have to pee and stuff after all..."
Though, this worried him. How was he suppose to find her now? She could've been anywhere. They had classes together, but the classroom wasn't a place to have this discussion. He couldn't even recall her dorm member. He scratched his head in aggravation.
"Damnit, demon girl. You're not making this easy on me."
A casted shadow of some form sped over the ground quickly in the lighting shown through the tree leaves. It startled him, wondering what could possibly be in this area. Did Masa never leave and just went around the trees? No, the shadow was too small. It might be an attack. It'd make sense for people wanting to assassinate Cackle. He was a dangerous enemy and did kill a student. Battle stance ready, a brandished blade on his arm, he waited for whatever movement would occur. A sharp sticking was felt on his shoulder as his attention turned to the weak attack by his enemy. Cackle was ready to insult their lack of strength until he realized what it truly was.
"Oh, a crow. Heeyyy~"
He was about to eat the bird, but saw he was calmly resting on the boy's shoulder with empty black eyes like ponds of tar. The crow had a piece of flesh in its mouth and the boy could only give the bird the widest grin possible of his interest. Birds usually flew away in fear of the monster, but this one just sat next to him without any worry. Plus, it had a piece of human remains. This crow was definitely cool.
"Your name will be Edgar."
A reference to the famous poet. Although the species of bird was completely wrong, Cackle still thought the name was completely fitting. He was making company easily today. Cackle couldn't wait to take the guy home and nestle him in the loveliest cage possible to gain when a revolting, nostalgic smell hit him... The flesh was Masa's! It must have been a piece of her that was left after their fight.
"Woah."
The bird made form of head gesture before flying off. He could have eaten that bit but instead chose to keep it, slowly flying to some direction. It was clear, for some odd reason of nature this bird was helping him leave off somewhere to find the demon girl. Cackle didn't question it, just sped off to follow his new companion.
Faina ran and ran as far and as fast as her legs would allow, the faint laughing of Malicia echoing in her head. At last, they finally gave out in the middle of the forest after she tripped over a tree root. She let out a small yelp as she hit the ground, the pain of colliding with the ground paling in comparison of the takeover spell.'You came all the way out here for nothing. But fine. Whatever makes you feel better'she taunted the girl. The younger witch remained on the ground, her strength leaving her now and tears welling up in her eyes."Knowing...what you're going...to do"she struggled to say."It hurts...It hurts worse than anything...you could do to me."The book under her outstretched arm flared up again, the dark energy now consuming Faina and obscuring her from sight."...I know, Faina. I know. Sleep well, okay?"the spirit replied, as a new form rose from the darkness. The shroud fade and revealed a rather scantily clad woman with a sinister aura about her. She took a moment to flex and stretch, getting reacquainted with her form. It wasn't exactly 100% but that could be fixed if she could break the seal. And to do that, she needed more power; power that flooded the school while it was in the middle of a crisis."Well then...let's get to breaking my prison sentence"she smirked before heading back to the school. [EXIT]
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Ash walks into forest and looks behind her to make sure Nico isnt falling behind since she walks sorta fast. She stops and says"where do you wanna go to talk?" She bites her lip and says"i dont know the forest very well..."
Nico walked a few steps behind her, having no problems keeping up. He pointed deeper into the woods. "I found a clearing the other day. There's an old stone cross sticking up out of the ground there. It's far enough away from the school to count as a quiet place to talk."
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Ash smiles and nods. She takes a few steps and says"You should probably lead.." She goes behind him and waits for him to lead the way to the clearing. She bites her lip as they walk. She thinks I wonder whats up...
He nodded and stepped forward, taking the lead. It didn't take long to reach the clearing and the stone cross was, in fact, there. To a normal person it would be a creepy place that one would want to vacate as quickly as possible. But to Nico, it was a place of calmness, solitude, and peace of mind. he walked over to the cross and sat down in front of it with his back against it. "What I was trying to say earlier.... It's just that.... I'm sorry if it seemed like i was ignoring you.... Just the whole panic attack situation.... I-I don't know..."
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Ash looked confused. She says"I know you weren't ignoring me. I left because i felt it wasn't my business and i didn't know what you guys were talking about. Plus you gave off a vibe that you wanted to be alone...." She plays with her hands nervously.
"Oh..." Nico looked at the ground. Did he really give of that sort of vibe? Nico wondered in his head. For once, his mind was clear and he could focus on one thing. "I-I'm sorry.... Really... It's just... I think I might have found out what I am. I just need to find more information on it... Ash?" She was frozen, standing paralyzed. Nico stood up and walked over to her. "Ash?" He stopped a few feet from her as she fell to the ground dead. Nico looked around. A voice was talking to him but it wasn't very clear. Shaman.... Nico reeled back. The voice spoke again. Be wary of your friends..... Instantly freaked out, Nico scrambled to his feet and dashed through the undergrowth, taking tree branches to the face and body without a care. He was more scared that the only friend he had had died right there in front of him. He wasn't even sure how she died. He had to get to the school.
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Ah, it was nice to feel the soft grass underneath her bare feet. The petite nymph let out a small sigh as her toes curled over the lush green blades. This beat going to class any day... Then again, she had never actually been to class before, however her old folks back at home had described it to her as the foundations of learning.
She plopped down beneath a tree and ran her fingers through her unruly hair, watching as a twig slipped through her pale locks. "Guh..." She muttered to herself as she attempted to comb her hair with her hand, only having it caught between the tangles. "Guh!" Well, this was quite a predicament... Hm, what to do what to do?
Galya, using her free hand, gripped her wrist and tugged violently as a feeble attempt to free her trapped fingers, which in turn had only caused her a minor annoyance. It didn't take long for her to give up and rummage through her satchel for an item that could help her in this hair war.
Pulling out a thick plastic comb she shoved it into her locks and pulled down to loosen the tangles. Within that moment, the Nymph could feel the plastic handle give away and soon. Snap! "Guhhh..."
