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- I do not own Devil May Cry- don't sue me.
- I also like "Star Trek"!
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– 13 years ago–
"Mom?"
Only 2 candles illuminated the entire room. Ari was sure her mother had only done it for her sake. After all, she could see in the dark, not only that, but she could see the blood pumping in your veins. But Ari needed light to see still, and it was only that way that she did plainly see blood, pumping straight out of her mothers veins. Not only that, but something was glinting in the light.
Being only 5, it never struck Ari that it was odd that her mother looked to be bleeding to death on the kitchen floor. Or that this was a regular occurrence in her house. Nor did it strike her as odd that she knew that her mother had returned by the smell of her blood. Not that it was a disturbing smell at all, it just meant her mother was done with work.
Ari gathered up her blanket, which she had dragged from her own room, and scrambled on to a chair at the kitchen's table " I saw a bat at the zoo today!" she stated proudly.
Her mothers horse chuckle was cut short by a hiss. A silver cross was embedded into her stomach, and weather it was the fact that it was silver, or that is had obviously been filled with holy water which it was now leaking, she wasn't sure, but she was having a very hard time pulling it out. She had tried in vain to wedge it out with her scissor blades so she didn't have to touch it, but nothing was working.
"Yeah it was like, really big," Ari held out her arms to illustrate. "And dad said it was like a vampire bat, and it like, sucks people's blood."
Her mother let out a scoff. "Oh, that's cute, did he show you any of the other animals or just that one?"
Ari smiled, "Oh we saw everything! But he told me to tell you about the bat, he said you'd like it. I got some cotton candy"
"Truly, to cute. " She sighed. "I didn't know you were going out with him today."
Pulling her blanket over her head , Ari spoke. She didn't like that her parents fought so often. "Yeah... he said he was going to be in town... fer a while... we're supposed to get lunch tomorrow.. I mean if it' s ok..."
Slowly her mother stood, blood was pouring down the inside and the outside of her leather corset. Ari was completely unaware of the danger her mother was in, and not just because she had a blanket on her head. As far as Ari was concerned, she thought her mother was invincible. For whenever she scraped her knee she would cry, but her mother bled all the time, and never cried. Ari would always watch in wonder as her mothers skin closed it's wounds by itself.
"Come out of there you wussy, " her mother cooed gently pulling the blanket off Ari's head. The little girl was all smiles, and what parent could resist that? "It's fine with me, you just tell your dad to make sure I know where you're going so I don't come home and find my little girl gone. I might just have to murder him if that happened."
Ari jumped off the chair to grab her mother's waist, and she held on for all she was worth. "No!! No Mommy! Please don't!"
She stroked her daughter's pale hair and laid a kiss on her forehead. "I'm only teasing, now, who wants to see if they can pull out this cross?"
Ari lifted her head, confused. "You can get it out?"
Her mother smiled, "Mmm hum, you know how I said you and me are kind of different," She waited for a head bob to signify her daughter did in fact remember that discussion, "well the same blood that makes mommy so strong, makes me weak against other things. Like, " she pointed, " this cross."
"So..." Ari seemed confused, " I can pull it out?"
"Maybe, it's hard to explain, but it might you less. Here, " She touched her daughter's hand, and took a moment to stare into her deep green eyes, so full of trust. Eye's that years ago would have been a mirror reflection of her own. " You know what Sweetie, never mind. I can do it..... Just do me a favor and promise to be prepared if you fight possessed priests."
Ari's eyes' sunk, "I can do it! I can do it! It won't hurt! "
Her mother smiled and slumped back to the floor. " I know Sweetie, it probably won't. You're a strong little girl. I'm very proud of you." She whispered, squeezing her daughters hand.
"Or, " came a deeper voice from the hallway, " you could stop trying to be such a hard ass and ask for help from someone else."
"Daddy!" Ari let go of her mother's hand, but suddenly paused, unsure of which parent to stand by.
The towering figure walked slowly into the kitchen, his head to the side. "Looks like a grappling hook And soaked in holy water?. That's craftsmanship." He paused, and then knelt. " Hey Ari," He whispered, " Why don't you go grab that book I bought you today to show your mom."
The small girl anxiously nodded her head and ran to her room. Digging through all piles of clothes, she heard her mother scream. Not just run of the mill screaming, blood curdling. Her little heart raced, she wasn't used to screams. Fearful, she ran back to the kitchen.
Lighting up a cigar, she saw her father at the table. Her mother was still on the floor, the cross gone, along with a good chunk of her side.
"Mom?" Ari whimpered. She was squirming on the floor and cursing.
Ari felt her father move from the table, he knelt down and picked up her still cursing mother.
"Arcadia, sweetheart, I've got to take your mother to get something to eat. Go to bed, it's too late for you to be up. We'll be back in a minute."
She padded after her father, "But..." The small girls' voice was barely audible over the soft click of the door.
Ari didn't like to be left alone.
- I do not own Devil May Cry- don't sue me.
- I also like "Star Trek"!
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– 13 years ago–
"Mom?"
Only 2 candles illuminated the entire room. Ari was sure her mother had only done it for her sake. After all, she could see in the dark, not only that, but she could see the blood pumping in your veins. But Ari needed light to see still, and it was only that way that she did plainly see blood, pumping straight out of her mothers veins. Not only that, but something was glinting in the light.
Being only 5, it never struck Ari that it was odd that her mother looked to be bleeding to death on the kitchen floor. Or that this was a regular occurrence in her house. Nor did it strike her as odd that she knew that her mother had returned by the smell of her blood. Not that it was a disturbing smell at all, it just meant her mother was done with work.
Ari gathered up her blanket, which she had dragged from her own room, and scrambled on to a chair at the kitchen's table " I saw a bat at the zoo today!" she stated proudly.
Her mothers horse chuckle was cut short by a hiss. A silver cross was embedded into her stomach, and weather it was the fact that it was silver, or that is had obviously been filled with holy water which it was now leaking, she wasn't sure, but she was having a very hard time pulling it out. She had tried in vain to wedge it out with her scissor blades so she didn't have to touch it, but nothing was working.
"Yeah it was like, really big," Ari held out her arms to illustrate. "And dad said it was like a vampire bat, and it like, sucks people's blood."
Her mother let out a scoff. "Oh, that's cute, did he show you any of the other animals or just that one?"
Ari smiled, "Oh we saw everything! But he told me to tell you about the bat, he said you'd like it. I got some cotton candy"
"Truly, to cute. " She sighed. "I didn't know you were going out with him today."
Pulling her blanket over her head , Ari spoke. She didn't like that her parents fought so often. "Yeah... he said he was going to be in town... fer a while... we're supposed to get lunch tomorrow.. I mean if it' s ok..."
Slowly her mother stood, blood was pouring down the inside and the outside of her leather corset. Ari was completely unaware of the danger her mother was in, and not just because she had a blanket on her head. As far as Ari was concerned, she thought her mother was invincible. For whenever she scraped her knee she would cry, but her mother bled all the time, and never cried. Ari would always watch in wonder as her mothers skin closed it's wounds by itself.
"Come out of there you wussy, " her mother cooed gently pulling the blanket off Ari's head. The little girl was all smiles, and what parent could resist that? "It's fine with me, you just tell your dad to make sure I know where you're going so I don't come home and find my little girl gone. I might just have to murder him if that happened."
Ari jumped off the chair to grab her mother's waist, and she held on for all she was worth. "No!! No Mommy! Please don't!"
She stroked her daughter's pale hair and laid a kiss on her forehead. "I'm only teasing, now, who wants to see if they can pull out this cross?"
Ari lifted her head, confused. "You can get it out?"
Her mother smiled, "Mmm hum, you know how I said you and me are kind of different," She waited for a head bob to signify her daughter did in fact remember that discussion, "well the same blood that makes mommy so strong, makes me weak against other things. Like, " she pointed, " this cross."
"So..." Ari seemed confused, " I can pull it out?"
"Maybe, it's hard to explain, but it might you less. Here, " She touched her daughter's hand, and took a moment to stare into her deep green eyes, so full of trust. Eye's that years ago would have been a mirror reflection of her own. " You know what Sweetie, never mind. I can do it..... Just do me a favor and promise to be prepared if you fight possessed priests."
Ari's eyes' sunk, "I can do it! I can do it! It won't hurt! "
Her mother smiled and slumped back to the floor. " I know Sweetie, it probably won't. You're a strong little girl. I'm very proud of you." She whispered, squeezing her daughters hand.
"Or, " came a deeper voice from the hallway, " you could stop trying to be such a hard ass and ask for help from someone else."
"Daddy!" Ari let go of her mother's hand, but suddenly paused, unsure of which parent to stand by.
The towering figure walked slowly into the kitchen, his head to the side. "Looks like a grappling hook And soaked in holy water?. That's craftsmanship." He paused, and then knelt. " Hey Ari," He whispered, " Why don't you go grab that book I bought you today to show your mom."
The small girl anxiously nodded her head and ran to her room. Digging through all piles of clothes, she heard her mother scream. Not just run of the mill screaming, blood curdling. Her little heart raced, she wasn't used to screams. Fearful, she ran back to the kitchen.
Lighting up a cigar, she saw her father at the table. Her mother was still on the floor, the cross gone, along with a good chunk of her side.
"Mom?" Ari whimpered. She was squirming on the floor and cursing.
Ari felt her father move from the table, he knelt down and picked up her still cursing mother.
"Arcadia, sweetheart, I've got to take your mother to get something to eat. Go to bed, it's too late for you to be up. We'll be back in a minute."
She padded after her father, "But..." The small girls' voice was barely audible over the soft click of the door.
Ari didn't like to be left alone.