The little pig-tailed blue haired girl walked the lone, foggy streets, tears streaming down her eyes, staining her dark blue top and black shorts. She made no sound. She stopped, looking at a dark alley in her murky brown eyes where she could find refuge for now. She wiped her eyes quickly, entering shakily into the dark street. She flopped down on the wall, accidently hitting her head on it. She fell down, curled up and cried into herself as quietly as she could. But her body turned even paler than it already is when a cold hand grasped hold of her heart.
She looked up, immediatly backing off as a giant red demon stood before her. It had oversized arms and hands, each finger ending with a claw sharper than sharpest. It waved its finger, motioning the girl to come closer. She took a step forward and stood up, now also noticing the demon had horns like a bull's. The pigtailed girl trembled in fear, as the demon grinned sickeningly. "I will give you power," He started speaking. The girl didn't even blink, fearing that this demon might cut her to shreds in mere seconds. "The power to forget your troubles, little girl." His grin only continued growing as he bended down and lightly pulled the shaken girl towards him. She tried speaking, but the only thing that came out was soft whispering.
The demon slowly held its fist forward, and opened it, revealing a device colored black and purple that somehow resembled a whistle. "Take it..." He said insistingly. The girl stepped forward, convinced that she'll die if she won't obey. She grabbed hold of the whistle device, looking at it for a while. Her eyes turned back to the somewhat disgusting view of the demon. She suddenly noticed she wasn't shaking anymore, the coldness crushing her heart dissipating for a moment. "What... is it?" She asked timidly and carefully. The demon merely answered... "Your future."
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