Adira

She's the daughter of Death.

My mind screamed out as pain drove through my back. Every thought I had just had became confused as the burning pain licked up my back like scorching fire. The only thought I had was 'like knife through butter.' I wept at my own suffering. I could hear people around me screaming and shouting, not because I was burning but because they were happy to see me dying. The smell of burning flesh filled my nostrils. Agonizing screams echoed throughout the town, the sizzling flesh oozed like sap from the trunk of a tree. The intense flames swallowed my voice and devoured engulfed my body, the crowed continued cheering as they burned their witch...as they burned me on the stake. In the distance I could see them, the only ones I called family, sisters even, as they mouthed my names. One draped in a red cloak and the other in a white one, I knew it was too late for me and they knew it was too late for me. In the end I was dead...

"Miss!" My eyes snapped open at once as I heard the sharp yet formal tone of voice call out. The tone was modulated and lower than a female's masculine, it seemed disembodied for a moment until I noticed I was staring up at the ceiling of the room I was sleeping. My cheeks were wet and my body was bathed in a cold sweat. The sheets had twisted around my limbs, meaning I was most likely thrashing around in my sleeping again. The room was entirely dark, and I could feel that even my breaths were trembling. I hated nightmares, the ones of burning were my worse. I really shouldn't of looked up how supposed witches died in other times. I calmed myself swiftly as I reached up a shaking hand rested it on my sweaty forehead. It took me a moment longer to notice the glowing eyes staring at me from the corner of the room, the light thump of a tail tapping the ground soon reached my ears as my eyes adjusted the darkness of the room.

The one staring at me from the corner was no ghoul nor ghost, he was one of the only things that kept me sane in this crazy world. He was a tall man, like most male demons, and had yellow green eyes sort of like a reptile, and wore glasses even though his eyes sight was well beyond twenty-twenty. My demon was a generally calm and emotionless man, who rarely smiled and showed anything remotely close to happiness. He was strict, extremely devoted to me, and followed my every rule, unless it involved me dying, precisely. He had no problem taking down or harming others, whether they be friend or foe if I order it he would make sure it was done. He and I had been together for a long long time, thanks to my ageless body.

"What is it?" I asked while falling back onto the bed. I no longer flinched or grew angry when ever he caught sight of my venerable side, my nightmare came and went these days. I ignored the concern in his eyes as he drew closer to the bed side. He silently inspected me for any injuries, I had a habit of using my magic while I slept sometimes causing some serious harm. After assuring himself that I wasn't hurt in anyway he parted his lips and began to speak, although he shut them abruptly before he could utter a word and snapped his head to the right. The pupils had slit and I could feel a flare of power racing up my left arm where my signed contract sat in the form of my tattoos. There was something bothering Alu and that was enough for me to pull the covers from my body and with wordless magic summon my weapon. It was forty-eight inches long and had two red diamonds and a skull engraved on the hilt. It was a blade gifted to the heir of Death's bloodline, and should of been returned to the one I had stolen it from, but that killed all the fun out of everything.

The sound of Alu's tail lashing through the air had me drawing my eyes towards the doorway, I gripped my blade with both hands. I hated behind hunted at night, I would get no sleep...not that I was getting any to start with. My attention was so focused on the doorway that I wasn't really paying any focus on my surroundings. I widen my eyes when I heard the wooden ground groan before shattering underneath my feet and with a scream I went plumbing towards the floor below as the ground broke open. I landed in a heap with broken wooden floor pieces and derby gathered around me. I had landed on my a*s and knew that their would be a bruise there for sure, if an a*s could break I would of thought mine had with the amount of pain that traveled through it. I stood and really wanted to rub it as I shoved the fallen wood pieces out of my way. A light chuckle that would of been charming on the ears had it not belonged to a certain someone, sounded through the house.

As I looked around I found a pair of eyes that were identical to my own staring back at me. They belonged to my younger brother, black hair, golden yellow eyes, and dressed in a spiffy looking suit. He looked like someone who was bred to perfection with a lengthy physic. He didn't appear all that happy to see me, but considering he had been hunting me for so long I couldn't say he had a right to be. The eyes were honed in on my sword as I noticed a visible flash of uneasiness behind his gaze. I didn't get a word in edgewise as I found a tail wrapping around my leg and hauling me upwards, upside down. The tail itself wasn't as long as Alu's but strong enough to hold me. I didn't bother swing my blade around lest I drop it. My brother's face twisted itself into it's normal arrogant smile as he figured he finally had me, even though we were related our intelligence varied, me being way smart than him.

"You are a hard one to find, Sister. Your cloaking magic has improved over the years." He stepped closer, but sadly not close enough for me to stab with my sword. He's always been slightly more cocky seeing as he was our father's favorite, as I was my mother's favorite and only child. We were half siblings, same father's different mothers. Death divorced my mother before my birth, although happily claimed me as his daughter and took me to live in Sinful City instead of Hell. I guess mom was cool with it...sort of. But anyway my brother and I have never seen eye to eye and were always fighting and this wasn't much different from our normal fight.

"Your shoe is untied." I told him pointing at his shoelaces. Like the normal symmetrical freak he was naturally he widen his eyes about the size of the moon and began to spaz out about his shoes. My brother's name was Zero, it had four even letters and the number it self was perfectly symmetrical. I had no idea what had cause this symmetrical disorder of his, but it was one of his largest weakness I had fun exploiting. I have always been better with just about everything than he was, such as Taming Demons. Zero had two duchess demons that were sisters, one of them holding me by the ankle with her tail now. Whereas I had tamed a Demon Prince, I had forgotten which rank he told me he was, but that didn't really matter since he was a demon prince. As the Duchesses tried to get Zero back on task I called for my own demon, who was probably watching this without any thoughts on actually helping me out at all. "Alu!"

At the sound of my voice the demon appeared out of thin air, one clawed hand reached out and wrapped itself around the front of the tail that was holding me in the air. I could hear the claws digging into flesh as drips of crimson slide down the tail. With a scream from the Duchess I was free and landed in Alu's arms before I could slam my head into the floor. Zero had snapped out of his self pity party to take notice of Alu's appearance. I smiled bitter sweetly at him while securing a hold around Alu's neck.

"Wait!" I turned my head as Alu was already moving toward the exit. I needed to find the other two and check up on them, if I had been found there would be no doubt they would be too. "Adira, father needs you back. The City is in trouble, to large for us to handle. He'll pardon the Cursed one, but he needs your help. All three of you are needed back home." Zero's words had Alu pausing for a moment before I let out a laugh. He took that as a signal to be off and than without a second thought the house was left behind as Alu sped out to quick for the human eye to catch. This was hilarious, they tried kill her, hunted us down for years, always making us look over our shoulders and running, and now they wanted our help. They cast us out and as far as I was concerned they could rot in hell for all I cared. Sinful City was dead to me as I was to them.

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