Krad growled to himself, his rage and hatred boiling over until it was a living breathing demon threatening to consume him. His other half, his greatest enemy had dismissed him again. Cast him aside like a broken toy.
"I'll kill you Dark Mousy," he growled, pacing furiously in his prison deep in Satoshis mind. Rage overwhelmed him, consumed him.
He let out a growl of bitter pain, roaring like a wounded animal. He had to escape, just for a while. He couldn't stand to be alone in his prison much longer.
'Could it be your problem is not being alone, but being lonely?'
Krad became still, only his golden eyes looking about wearily. He was alone, there could be no intruders where he was. But he could feel the presence, even while his knowledge told him he couldn't be wrong.
Curious, he replayed the question, the words, listened to the voice. Female, young, a soft intelligence. He reached out opening his powers to test paths, looking for mental footprints.
'I suppose it could be so…' he answered agreeing, without realizing he was holding his breath, unconsciously hoping for the strange contact.
Instinctively he knew, it was a human. Who gave a damn? He was interested.
'Well…sometimes I'll go to the cliffs near the water and be by myself for hours or even a whole day and I'm not the least bit lonely….but….at a party surrounded by people I get more lonely than ever. So being alone might not be your problem, being lonely could…I guess.'
Krad smirked slightly. That voice, her voice filling his mind, was soft, musical and tempting in its innocence.
'How is it you talk to me?' he asked.
'I'm sorry! I hope I didn't offend you…'
Krad held back a laugh. Her apology was truth and held traces of fear. Fear of rejection and it smelled of opportunity.
'Your rage and pain were so loud, so sharp, I couldn't ignore it. I thought you may have needed to talk. But if you want me to stop, I…'
'NO!'
His protest was a command, and it surprised him. He felt her laughter before the sound registered. Soft, inviting.
'Are you used to giving orders?'
'Absolutely,' he smirked, but scowled seeing how his tamer never listened to his orders unless forced. But at the moment it was that laughter he dwelled on. It was intriguing.
'Your European, aren't you? Wealthy and arrogant.'
He found himself smiling at the gentle teasing. He never smiled, at least not a scheming one. Not in the years he'd existed. 'Maybe.' He waited for her laughter again, strangely addicted to its melody.
When it came is was low and as caressing as a touch of a hand on his skin.
'I'm an American…oil and water, don't you think?'
Krad grinned. He had a fix now, able to track her through his magic keeping the link open as he emerged on the outside, Satoshis sleeping body unable to keep him from taking over their shared body. He wouldn't let this new interest get away from him before he embraced its possibilities.
'A westerner eh? Even western woman can be trained with the right methods.'
He deliberately drew it out, expecting her reaction.
'You really are arrogant.'
He found himself loving the sound of that laughter, savoring it. He could feel her need for sleep, her yawning/ he sent a small push, a bit of magic and mental, wanting her to sleep so he could examine his new interest.
'Stop it!'
The mental path closed so fast it actually halted him in mid flight. The reaction was a hurt and suspicious withdrawal. She was strong for a human. And she was human, of that he was sure.
He pushed against the block, careful not to let her notice. A faint smirk crept onto his mouth. She was strong, but his magic was stronger.
His white wings stretched out, the night air cool against his pale skin, pieces of golden hair touching his cheek. He continued to follow the psychic trail.
So simple a task, yet it had his blood surging. It was a human who brought about this excitement. Plotting Darks death and destruction would wait until he satisfied his curiosity.
The house was small, at the rocks edge, a new spot where the cliffs met the shore. It was dark, only a light glittering from a window. He touched down silently on the balconies edge, hidden in the shadows, becoming part of them himself.
The lights shining from inside were beacons proclaiming the owners inability to sleep. His golden eyes darkened in glee as they found her through the clear glass, found and claimed her.
She was small and gently curved with a small waist and a crown of brown black hair that cascaded down her back in waves.
His breath caught. For a human, she was beautiful, her skin smooth like silk, her eyes an alluring shade of red and violet. Not one detail escaped him.
A white silk tank top hugged her chest gracefully and based the smooth line of her throat. Her hands and feet were small. Psychic energy radiated from her every pore. That was her gift and what had drawn him to her. Such power in such a small package.
She stood at the bed brushing her hair, looking out the window with unseeing eyes. Her eyes held a far away look in them, small lines accenting her sensuous mouth.
He could sense pain in her, and a need for sleep that refused to come. Krad found himself following every stroke of the brush. Her movements were innocent, self conscious. Every action with the brush lifted her chest invitingly, allowing him gracious glances at the narrow rib cage and waist.
He watched as she snapped off the light, lay on the bed. He felt a stirring in his mind, her searching.
'Are you awake?'
Her question was tentive. He scowled suddenly, refusing to answer. Not once in years had he ever needed anything. No one had ever held power over him. Now some slip of an American girl roused interest in him. But he smirked, knowing his interest did have a point somewhere.
'I know you can hear me…I'm sorry I intruded. It won't happen again.'
He smiled watching her from the balcony. 'I was not offended.'
She turned over, rearranging her pillows, rubbing at her temples as if they ached. One hand curled over the thing sheet. Krad suddenly had a curious urge to touch that hand, feel her warm silk skin under his. But there was something in her voice, he could sense it rather than name it.
A smile graced her face tiredly, sending his heart jumping but there was no longer laughter in her eyes.
'Your tired….I can feel it.'
She smiled again. 'I'm sorry, I enjoyed talking with you…'
He raised an eyebrow. 'But?'
'Goodbye.' Finality.
He smirked spreading his wings, taking flight, soaring up high over the cliffs. He closed his eyes casting a spell to help the human sleep without her knowledge. The moonlight spilled over the building and water in dying ribbons of silver.
Even as she now slept he could still feel the curious pieces of her mind in his. He could feel she had raw wounds in her that needed to heal and that she was vulnerable.
He smiled coldly glancing back. It was perfect. Plans already were beginning to take shape and very soon he knew with help of the human, he'd claim what he wanted.
But in a dark corner of his mind a question remained as he allowed Satoshi control of their shared body once again as he landed back in the bedroom.
Was it Darks demise that he so desperately wanted……or now was it this human girl?
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