I own Anya. Nothing else. As usual, I am astounded by all you reviewers. Wowsers. And the freedom of speech is highly enforced. But you know that by now, don't you?
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I woke up in the jungle again, surrounded by those giant trees. Seriously, it was like the Muir Woods everywhere. No wonder dinosaurs had no problem in getting leaves.
They'd NEVER have to bend down.
I studiously examined the horizon for any lurking dinos. No such luck.
"So it appears that you are finally aware," a familiar voice drawled, "of your heritage, human. Took you long enough."
I quickly flipped around to meet my smirking, smoky-eyed twin. "Don't you mean demon, twinsy-dearest?" I snapped back, ticked off.
"Don't be dramatic," she lazily leaned against an abnormal tree, "You only have a pinch of demon blood in you; the majority of your body composition remains utterly human. I'm the real demon here, sweetie."
What? So I'm...?
"Well, I certainly don't feel human," I glared at her picking her nails, "I don't think biting people and going monstery ranks on the human scale at all, actually."
She sighed, looking aggrieved. Twiddling her nails once again, she slowly made her way to my tree, settling herself down on a comfy patch of large moss.
God, even the MOSS is humongous here!
"Sit. You need to hear your heritage." She raised an eyebrow at me when I hesitated, "SIT."
I sat.
Oh, ode to a dog!
"Back in the beginning," she began, "Us demons were the only life on Earth, besides the fey anyway."
"Fairies exist?"
"Irrelevant. But yes. No other life existed but our two races, and with that in mind, we strove to populate the planet with our own...creations." My doppelganger frowned a bit, "At first the fey and us worked together, using our innate magic to create the cell, the unit of life, but after that we diverged due to certain...differences."
I quirked a brow, "What differences?"
She grinned, showing me some sharp pinscers, "The demonic race realized a craving for fairy. Supposedly, they didn't like being eaten by us."
I cringed, "Well, that would do it."
"So anyways," she continued, rolling her red eyes, "We let that experiment mature for a few hundred million years, and soon enough the age of dinosaurs was upon us, which was oh so delictable."
The brunnette licked her lips, remembering an earlier day, "That's when the fey decided to do something different. They created humans."
Fairies created humans? What?
"I recall that day being very tense with all demons, seeing as we could not believe that the fey had created other sentient beings to share this world with, but alas. It was done."
Her eyes met mine, "I remember the first humans: weak and pathetic. The fey practically had to tutor them on how to live on this planet, by giving them skills and such. Fire, the wheel, everything. Demons were ticked off, and decided to retaliate."
She slowly gave me a sickening smile, "That's when we created vampires."
"You created vampires?" I scoffed, "No way; I so don't believe that."
"Not me alone," her maroon eyes narrowed, "All demons pooled their blood together and put a little into a select group of drained humans. They became stronger than their own race, but they were still immensely weaker than us. They were our pawns to play; our little minions to wreck havoc with."
"I still can't believe it."
"Believe what you wish," she shrugged, "But the experimentations continued. The fey gave some of their powers to some humans to create witches, while we combined animal and human to create yet another hybrid."
My eyes widened, "Shifters."
"Correct. Not as successful as our vampiric progeny, but hybrids none the less. Soon, though, the humans hit their stride and began to populate more faster than ever. They started to create technology, and believe less and less in the demonic and fairy races than ever before. They trusted their brains more than their instincts. That's when the decline began."
"Oooh, is someone actually admitting that their species went extinct?"
She ignored me, "The fairies took to another plane; they couldn't stand the new world. Us, demons, on the other hand, stayed. Perhaps a mistake on our part, but that is what we did, nonetheless. Since our main diet is of emotions, there was less to go around seeing as our race had become a myth to your people. As a result, our numbers declined."
"I thought blood was your main food," I scrunched up my face, "That's at least what I felt when I attacked Eric, at least."
Chuckling, she smirked, "The blood is just a direct conduit to the emotional barrier. It is tasty but not necessary; vampires are the ones we designed to only be sustained on blood alone."
"Oh."
I had nothing more to say about that.
"So as my race declined, we sought a means for survival, and decided that our only hope lay in the disgusting humans, as feeble as they were. We each gave a small portion of blood to a few humans each; not enough to change them, but enough to pass down the demon genes for a time when demons could return in full force. Their descendents spread the genetics down their bloodlines, consequently making it weaker every generation, but still alive."
"And?"
"The last of the true demons, including myself, faded into the past. We only remained in a semi-conscious state through our blood descendents, but unfortunately most bloodlines died off a while back. Except for one."
She leaned over to me and grabbed my chin, staring me straight in the face, "This is where you come in, dearest Anya; you are the strongest descendent over the generations to have enough demonic genes in you so that I could be a conscious being again. I'm alive, because of you."
"Uhh, you're welcome?" I jerked away my face, "So I just get freaky dreams and demonic characteristics as an added bonus? Yay."
"You don't know the half of it," my doppelganger twin smiled wickedly, "There's so much more to come."
I made a face at that then remembered something, "But why do you look like me? Why don't you just resemble what you looked like way back when in the demon glory days?"
"It has been so long that I have lost my true form," she admittted, looking annoyed at that fact, "So I take on yours because I am truly part of you. I'm in your blood."
"That explains a lot."
I glanced back to the horizon, "Am I ever going to see a dinosaur while I'm here, or is this just one big joke?"
She flicked back her straight chocolate hair, "As you wish."
Sure enough, the outline of a T-Rex was seen in the distance, big head, tiny arms and all. A furious roar was heard.
"Awesome!" I jumped up, and full-out grinned at the beast, "Love it!"
"Wait!" I turned back to the sprawled out demon who somehow made my appearance look effortless, "You surely had a name before, and you can't just be 'the doppelganger.' What do I even call a freak like you?"
She smirked [giving Eric a run for his money] with all her serragated teeth apparent.
"Call me Loka."
