Sorry for the short chapter. It'll get better
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"Andrea?"
Andreas's mom called to her daughter, and headed upstairs to her room, curious as to what her daughter was doing. The argument from earlier that afternoon had upset both of them.
As she walked into her daughter's bedroom, an ebony hand shot out from behind the door and grabbed her neck. She felt a searing, white-hot pain, like something was being sucked from her body. After a few seconds, everything went black.
Succubus tossed her mother's limp body to the side, her blood pumping with adrenaline. Her body felt strangely light, yet she could feel immense pressure building up behind her opal-like eyes. She curled her hands into fists, admiring the black, scaly skin on them that now coated her entire body.
"I'm sorry, mom."
She dropped a single rose petal on top of her mother's crumpled body. Black indents marked the mother's neck where her daughter's black talons had pierced the delicate skin there. Succubus's hand had wrapped itself around the pale neck of the mother she swore she loved.
Her shiny black boots silently padded across the floor. She didn't even glance back as she shut the door of her room, leaving her mother in the drafty room.
Clutching her beloved book close to her in a black leather satchel, she ran as she left the building. Her long ashy hair flew behind her, disappearing in a wisp of smoke as she ran through the streets of her hometown, heading to the eiffel tower. She knew exactly who she would meet there, and she knew exactly what to do to get what she wanted.