She is calling me… Amidst sorrow, rage, confusion and despair she is hurling out the words of a curse. She is calling… me. So, I go to the pathetic human realm once again to see who this woman is who is filled with such sorrow and hatred and see if she is worth making a deal with.
Chapter 1
"I…it's really come," a man shouts drawing away as I look around the room "no." "Grant me eternal life and wealth," Another shouts arms wide, "no." Then my eye stopped not on one of the healthy who demand wealth or other things of materials but instead, a cage containing a small woman no older than 17 or 18. This is the one. "No, not even… a girl." He thought looking at the small, frail girl, thinking that even with dried blood and filth clinging to her small skeletal body, and even in a nearly shredded pitiful excuse of a dress, I actually thought that she was beautiful, though her heart did contain so much evil, there was still a tiny white glimmer of innocence in her soul. Her eyes were a deep emerald green that those of a cat that no longer had any shine. Her hair, that would have been a raven black, clung to bruised and battered flesh. "You have made a great sacrifice, you are free to decide whether to make a covenant with me and have your wishes granted or not. The fee for crossing has already been paid well." I say licking my lips from within the smoke that surrounds my body. I wait for her answer patiently giving her time to consider the offer. When she spoke her voice quivered with famish and sorrow. "Devil, I will make a covenant with you." She says her voice containing the elegant English accent, looking at me with her big childish eyes. "So you will cast off the light and choose the road to hell… fine. Then let us carve the mark of the covenant onto our bodies. The more conspicuous it's location, the greater the power you will be able to wield. Now where do you wish it to be?" I ask and she answers almost instantly. "On my hand… my left, please." She says her voice shaking and I realize just how much this girl has suffered. She reaches her hand through the bars holding the bars with the other, nearly on the brink of collapsing.
I take her small frail hand in mine, first shortening the length of my claws so as to not frighten her. I then send power through her, burning her flesh with my crest. She screams in agony and pain and my hand are also emblazed. That was when the others ran at her, furious with the realization that their hopes of a deal are destroyed. As soon as the emblem is finished I release her hand and turn to the angry men and woman. The girl shrinks into the back of the cage almost blending in with the darkness as she trembles with fear. I make quick work of the people and soon they lay strewn around drenched in still warm blood. I let the girl out of the cage and she comes out with newfound strength. I hold out my hand for her to shake, to seal the bond in the human manner and she takes it her slender fingers soft to the touch, her hand shaking ever so slightly, the purple emblem still hot. "What is your name?" I ask. "I am… I am Alerria Silver." She says looking at me with her green eyes, "The successor of Lady Silver." I give a laugh with the realization that she would be a lady with great power. "Then I must take a form befitting that for a lady." I say then step out of the shadows wearing a black tailcoat, with white gloves hiding my marked hand. "Now," I say bowing to her, "command of me anything you wish."