"M-mo? What the- what's going on? Where am I?"
"Oh, Raven. You are so naïve. I know you have a tender heart or whatever- when your in this form, at least- but you've taken this too far. Now, I need to see your weapon form again. But don't attack me this time."
"I - I cant. It's not something I can do on command. Dr. Stein has taught me a bit so I understand it better. But I can't use it on command. It. . . It hurts. . ."
"You foolish girl! Do as I say!"
Raven felt a rush of. . Well, something, flood over her. She couldn't quite describe it, but it felt almost, nice. Relieving. And then. . .she was filled with a paralyzing fear. Of what, she didn't know. Tendrils of darkness curled about, coming closer and closer to her. What is this? Her fear intensified.
Mo began to laugh manaically. "Oh, yes. You're perfect! I knew it. I knew it! Asura will love you!" His laughter became more and more sinister.
The tendrils of darkness grew eyes, odd and oblong. Taller and thinner than a normal eye. Slowly, what looked like gauze wrapped itself around the tendrils, and began creeping towards her. She threw herself against the bars of the cell she was being held in. "Let me out!" She shreiked. "Out!" She repeated. Her shrieks slowly dissolved into laughter, and she let go of the bars and fell back onto the stone floor. She laughed harder.
She felt a tingling along her arms, legs and back. She knew what was coming. Her skin split apart as blades forced their way through. But they didn't slice through the skin, the cuts were not clean. It was as if the blades were dull, leaving jagged tears, much like the scar on her shoulder.
A/N: I apologize for any mistakes or anything. I'm updating this from my phone. Anyways. Okay, yeah. It's short. But I said I wasn't going to update thus story until it got twenty vote"Oh, yes. You're perfect! I knew it. I knew it! Asura will love you!" His laughter became more and more sinister.
The tendrils of darkness grew eyes, odd and oblong. Taller and thinner than a normal eye. Slowly, what looked like gauze wrapped itself around the tendrils, and began creeping towards her. She threw herself against the bars of the cell she was being held in. "Let me out!" She shreiked. "Out!" She repeated. Her shrieks slowly dissolved into laughter, and she let go of the bars and fell back onto the stone floor. She laughed harder.
She felt a tingling along her arms, legs and back. She knew what was coming. Blood spilled from her limbs and back as Her skin split apart as blades forced their way through. White and black blood stained her clothes, painTed her skin. But the blades didn't slice through the skin, the cuts were not clean. It was as if the blades were dull, leaving jagged tears, much like the scar on her shoulder.
A/N: Hello! I apologize for any mistakes. I'm typing this on my phone. Anyways. Yes, it's short. But iif I remember correctly, I stated in my last authors note that I wouldn't not be updating this story until I got twenty total reviews. Which would be five more thaN I had at the time. And I got exactly zero new reviews. But I felt like I needed to update this. I started it two years ago and it's only eight chapters long. So new rule. Even if I write a new chapter, I will not be posting it until I get at least one review. Come on, please?
~WomderfilledOreo