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It had always been there. Waiting for her to enter it depths. Always hiding in a corner, staying behind her rarely in front. But for years now the darkness had covered her. Danced on her skin so pale. The prison in which she was held rarely entertained light and her eyes so used to the dark had begun to fade. She was unlike the others that she knew to live beyond the four walls that made her world. She was simply a failed experiment to merge a demon and a human, not as strong as they had wanted not a fast not as smart. She was a failed dream, a failed ambition and because of that they put her here for as long as she could remember to wait until a never coming day when to someone she could be of use and as the sound of footsteps echoed through the walls (a sound she rarely heard) she hoped beyond hope that they were her to kill her. Put her out of her misery and suffering.

The large metal door sealing the only exit out of the room opened slowly as streams of light entered through the slowly increasing gap. Shielding her eyes from the rarely seen light the girl heard foot steps enter her prison. Eyes growing slightly more adjusted to the light she lowered her arm to see a dark black and grey figure standing only a few feet away from her crumpled form. Her eyes though used to the light did not improve the blurred image, years of staying in the dark had made them dull and now that it was time to use them they were just not ready.

She got into a Somewhat defensive curl ready so that should the figure attack she could defend herself without getting hurt to badly. The figure simple laughed, a deep rumble of a laugh that echoed off all four corners of her cell. Though the person had only been there a few minutes she could already tell it was a man no women could produce a laugh that could match his, he was also quite tall and well built, what little vision she had left told her that. The odd thing was she could also smell leather. She had smelt it before when she had been deemed a success before they had found her faults, her old sensei had worn a pair of boots made entirely of leather but this scent was stronger it was coming from a large amount of leather and as he walked towards her she realised it must have been his coat giving off that amazing smell that reminded her of happier times.

The man sniffed his nose and made a sound of displeasure though she herself didn't smell anything what ever the man had smelt he wanted it gone. A deep voice resonated through the once dark room as he ordered another shadow to unlock her chains. She shifted, pale pink hair falling over her face as she moved to keep and eye on both men. A deep growl escaped her throat as the man coming towards her moved a little too quickly for her liking. Though she didn't have much control over the situation the voice in her head didn't like this man so she was going to have to try and scare him the only way she knew how.

She lifted her head to make eye contact with the man moving towards her and lept in his direction. Whether it was surprise or confusion that stopped him from moving he didn't react meaning that she landed on top of him after forcing him down onto the grimy floor. Her hands balled into fists and she began to hit his face. The mans arms tried to push her off whilst protecting himself but when she bit the hand closest to her face he yelped and jumped to is feet. Running to hide behind the man who had yet to move, simply watching with a smirk plastered on his face at the scene in front of him.

And whether she knew it or not she had sealed her fate and as the man walked out he whispered a promise into the dark "don't worry soon you will be mine and this room will be only a memory." A shiver went up her spine after he said those words and as the door closed and the darkness returned she could help but feel safe within its comforting depths. She listened until the footsteps had disappeared to drop her guard and think about the man with the leather coat.