Echoes
Fulfil his plan, child.
She couldn't forget the priest's words.
Be evil.
They chased after her as she ran home, frightened at their seeming truth. Right now she felt his voice caressing her back as she helped her mother put the table.
Just give in.
She stared mesmerised at herself in a polished silver spoon. Her dark eyes haunted with a single question: Could she be evil?
A whisper made its way through her lips.
"God is watching me."
The glass in her hand slipped to the ground.
God is watching you.
Drusilla watched helplessly as it fell and shattered.
AN: Text in italics was taken from 'Becoming' transcript.