"Okay so, what do we do about Her?" Moji asked.
"How do we know that it's even Her?" Kiki said rolling her eyes. "I mean come on. The last time we saw Her was in the 1700's. She should have been dead a pretty long time."
"She could be a demon you know," Koji pointed out. "Tinco was around when Noah built the ark."
'Yeah and I almost drowned,' Tinco thought. "I'm so old that I was around when dirt and water were new. Literally." Tinco said. "As for what we do about Her… I'm open for suggestions."
"You've been trying to track Her down for centuries and you don't even have a plan?" Kiki yelled.
"All I know is that She wants to be the ruler of the universe. She will want to enslave everyone and She'll probably try. Give me some time to think. In the mean time… Kiki, I want you to run surveillance."
"Sure why not?" Kiki turned herself into a bird and took off.
"What are you gonna do?" Koji asked.
"Think," Tinco answered. She turned into a cat and bounded off into the woods.
Nari walked through the woods. She could feel the demon activity but then it was gone. She pouted and turned around to leave. She loved human souls, they tasted better than demon souls, but demon souls had so much more power. Human blood was pure and rich, and gave her skin a lovely glow. But the blood of demons made her immortal and kept her beautiful. Mortals made nice pets though. Her time as queen in the 18th dynasty was wonderful. People waited on her hand and foot.
She snapped her fingers and some one came running. Now that was the life. All except for that damned cat. She had wanted to see that cat's blood on her hands. Nari walked back to her temporary home and went up to her room. She went over to her desk were the book lay open before her. The great and ancient book of wisdom. It wasn't one that she kept out for any casual visitor to see. It was kept locked away. She wore the key around her neck at all times.
As she read, she smiled. She managed to obey all the instructions with incredible precision. She looked out the window. Night. Almost all was done. Even the one who served her, about whom she had to admit to great trepidation, had served well. He knew what reward lay in obedience—and what punishment might lie in failure.
She looked out the window and saw the darkness of night. The moon was shining down with its strange and eerie blue cast. The fog would come again tonight. Just a little more to do…and the world, and the future, would be hers…
The black and silver tabby cat stretched. The sunlight through the trees dappled her fur. She had fallen asleep. Her tail flicked back and forth as a butterfly flew past her nose. She tensed. Something was in her forest. She shot up the nearest tree and sat on a branch. Her small paws grew to a massive size. Her tail stretched and she grew. The branch groaned slightly at the extra weight. The silver in her fur disappeared leaving her with a thick black coat. She had turned into a panther. The muscles rippled under her coat. Her adrenalin started pumping. She loved the thrill of the hunt. There were only two words that could describe her when she was like this: liquid steel. Her pink eyes gleamed as she waited for her prey to enter the clearing. A boy with red hair walked through the brush. She pounced.