The Pact

After she requested her demise, it didn’t take long for Sephiran to act. She could see something being mulled over behind his dual-toned gaze. As she met his hardened stare, she remained still, convincing herself that this was the correct course of action. If her soul had to be fused to his on this plain, all she could hope for was a brief existence. When he descended upon her, she certainly felt fear. However, her outlook was mostly dominated by relief- until he had actually made contact. She blinked rapidly as she felt the impact of the fangs that had sunk into her flesh. She gasped in the sudden pain, but she was still certainly aware of herself and her surroundings. He missed! Before she could register anything else, she felt her body being shifted- rolled to her back. Her tail clenched against her abdomen out of reflex, though her gaze remained fixed on the brilliant expanse of stars above.

It was then she realized that he may intend to kill her, but she came to understand he wasn’t going to make it quick. She felt him drop the weight of his body on top of hers, forcing all the air from her lungs at once. How could she make him kill her faster? “What’s … the matter … snaggle-tooth?” Aurelia asked, trying to give him more of a reason to be angry. She knew pleading wouldn’t be effective- even on the threshold of death, she wouldn’t bring herself to beg. With any luck, she could enrage him to the point of being careless. “Don’t .. disappoint … me now.”  She wheezed, fighting the urge to struggle away from him with every ounce of strength she had left.


"Aurelia Veratti"