Crazy Aunt

There was a moment where the young Lord face washed blank with confusion upon seeing the black monster before them, like his brain cogs couldn't turn fast enough to take in the information from his wide, shocked eyes. Every muscle of his petite body just froze as he bicolored eyes saw the grin that crept onto the monster face, it soon stretched from one side to the other showing every single fang. Eyes widened, breaths ragged and harsh. The young boy was trembling behind his older sister and he jammed the tip of his elongated tail into his little jaws to stifle the scream -- coming out as a whine instead. Fear tortures his guts, churning his stomach in tense cramps. Fear engulfs his conscience, knocking all other thoughts aside as the monster only starred at them and poured its lies. Fear overwhelms his body, making it drastically exhausted as he takes one singular step back with his back, right limb. Wh-Who is this, Banshee? he stuttered his question and every word that followed from there onward, Ge-Get away from her, sis.