✥ Hime ✥
"Be a good girl Hime, do as you're told," the wealthy man told his daughter, his eyes filled with greed and lust. The small child quaked on the cushions of a four-post bed, small against the lavish comforter.
"No! I don't like this, daddy," she wailed, clawing at the lacey fabric she sat atop.
The man slapped the young girl who blinked back tears in response, but swallowed a sob. He narrowed his eyes and she pressed her mouth shut, waiting for the pain to come. And it did. Just like it had yesterday.
And the day before.
And the day before.
"No!" I shrieked, sitting bolt upright on the damp, cardboard square I had been sleeping on. My scream echoed throughout the alley I was in, the only noise in the somber moonlight other than the occasional rain drop. A shadow appeared on the wall to the right of me, an evil foreboding of the chaos that was to come. I quickly unsheathed my dagger and suppressed an eager grin.
"Well, well, look at what we 'ave here," a gravelly voice rumbled. Two shaven heads glared at me from the entrance to the alleyway, and I made of show of cowering in fear against the wall. The two thugs advanced on me, their stance cocky and their breathes reeking of liquor.
"How old do you reckon she is? 10? 11?" the one with a long scar from his left eye to the bottom right side of his mouth asked. His baggy and tattered clothes revealed toned muscles and a multitude of scars across his unclean body. The guy with him had dozens of piercings and was wearing a ripped leather jacket and sagging jeans. The latter was obviously the leader of the duo, and he stepped in front of his partner. A beam of moonlight shone down on his bloodthirsty face, if only he could have seen what my face looked like as it was cloaked in shadow.
"Like it matters," the pierced man scoffed, removing a sharp blade from his pocket and brushing it along his finger. "Let's have fun with this one, shall we?"
"You want to play with me?" I asked innocently, rising from my position on the floor. The two men looked taken aback as I faced them off directly. My flowy dress blew about in a sudden draft, and in my fingerless gloved right hand, a dagger shone in the moonlight.
"Listen, girl, we don't want to play with your dollies--"
I cut the leader off by seething, "Yes, you do."
Uneasily, the one with the holes in his clothes backed up a step, noting the murderous look in my clear, sky blue eyes. "Dan, this girl doesn't look like she's messing around..."
"Shut up." The thug's piercings almost sparkled in the dark night, and I could see the hatred in his pitch black eyes clearly.
"If you want to play, then let's play," I trilled in a high voice, bringing my blade up to my chest and smiling. With a tilt of my head, I waited for the man to charge at me. This would be fun, fun indeed.
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I stood panting over the two thugs' motionless and bloodied bodies. A sadistic smirk crept onto my face, and I wiped the blade I had used clean one of their shirts. I hadn't had that much fun in a long while!
A slow, but appreciative, clap came from behind me, as well as the click of high heels on pavement. From out of the gloom appeared a beautiful woman, with shining silver hair and dark, purple eyes. The first thought that popped to mind was "angel", but then a pair of pitch black wings unfurled from behind her and a new immediately what she was.
A demon.
"Have you come to take me to Hell?" I inquired curiously, peering at the strange woman. Another form emerged from the shadows, this one a few inches shorter than her, but no doubt a demon as well. This man had short, messy hair with cunning red eyes that gleamed maliciously.
"More or less," the purple-eyed girl shrugged nonchalantly, twirling a lock of ribbon-wrapped hair around a slender finger. "But we want you to... help us."
"Help you?" My voice rose towards the end and I rose an eyebrow. Nobody had ever asked me to help them before. Well, actually they had... I thought back to all the people I had murdered who had cried and begged for mercy as they reached their ends. The thought of it made my eyes sparkle.
"Eliminate the humans and angels." The black-haired guy had been the one to speak this time.
"Eliminate?" Just the thought of the word sent butterflies fluttering about my stomach.
The silver-haired woman nodded her head and said, "My name is Veronica, and I am the leader of the Kage Clan of demons. Myself and Merlox over here," she hooked a thumb towards her companion, "are going to get rid of all the unnecessary angels and humans on this filthy planet."
"Why do you need my help?"
"You're special," Merlox answered quickly. Veronica approached me slowly, placing two hands on my shoulders. She leaned down so that she was at eye level with me, and gazed at me calmly.
"Please, Hime, help us," she whispered. I was lost in those deep purple eyes, and I found myself nodding my head involuntarily.
"Let us bring death to the humans of this planet!" I cheered, smiling brightly. I brushed a long lock of blonde hair behind me, and began following the two demons. This would undoubtedly be the most fun I will ever have!
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Wow. That truly sucked. T.T
Anyways, Hime has joined the dark side! :D Yeah, she's kinda crazy... 0_____e
