Before you start reading this short piece, I just want to say something.
This is the very short introduction of a very long one-shot. The full text is almost finished and will be posted in this web site.
The Baptism
The moonlight that passes through the windows of the cathedral shine on her face, revealing her beautiful features for the entire world to see. Or at least for the nun, who lowered on her knees, worships in silence the God on the altar.
The moonlighted cathedral feels mysterious, almost ethereal; the saints on the paintings and the angels on the walls seem to gaze at her, unveiling the darkest pits of her tainted soul. Revealing her for what she truly is.
A demon.
A beastly-woman corrupted by Lust and tormented by Gluttony.
Two have already been committed and she doesn't doubt that she could find the remaining five on her long life. She just doesn't consider it worth the effort.
Slowly, almost clumsily (as if she is not used to the feeling of being clothed), the Demon Woman walks towards the altar, not without stopping for a moment to think about how stupid she is being.
What is she seeking there? Forgiveness? Reconciliation with the Highest? Or perhaps more victims?
She would be alone in the cathedral were it not for another woman who, kneeling on the cold floor in front of the altar, prays silently with a feverish dedication, her robes announcing her as a Bride of God. However, there is something about the pose of this woman; a clue on the sarcastic smile that adorns her beautiful face…an attentive observer could wonder if she is in fact worshipping her god, or if her mind had started wandering to another places the moment her knees touched the floor and her hands were clasped together.
Of course, the Demon Woman is oblivious to these details and she would not present the nun with two stares if it wasn't for a most strange and intriguing fact. The Demon Woman would be terrified were she not a former number 2 with power to prove it.
Is it Yoki what she can feel coming from the nun?
Shocked by the revelation that the one in front of her is another Yoma-tainted, the Demon Woman hardens her slender fingers into elongated claws that would make envy to the most powerful Yoma. Just in case…
Just in case the Organization had been stupid enough to send a single warrior to hunt her. Just in case there will be an ambush. Just in case that the nun was the current number 1.
A quick analysis of the outer shell of the Yoki is enough to calm her worries. Powerful though she is, the golden-haired "nun" could never stand worthily at the top of the Organization's ranks. Having nothing to fear from such an opponent, the Demon Woman's curiosity is now stirred by the immobility of the other woman