She could still remember that day..so long ago..,the memories haunted her in the comatose sleep that mimicked death. War had plagued the Shinigami Realm, water went dry as storms of chaos dried the land completely, blood and death became much more common among the Shinigami; Lucifer had waged war on them, and she had been called into the rankings, forgiven of her sins she had come to remember so clearly.
Today though, that didn't matter, she was fighting alongside someone she had come to see as a friend; her crimson hair reminding her so fondly of her own fiancee that at times it did hurt to look upon that pretty face. Grell Sutcliff didn't seem to change in the slightest when greeting her, perhaps that's what made it so much worse for her in the end, Grell never treated her any differently, even when she had every single right to.
There was just so much…
d…
The damn cat servant ran off with Grell's chainsaw, that's when she noticed the woman collapsed onto the ground. That's when it all began.
Because sh d….
When the woman smiled up at her, her face, her torso, her hands…
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It was stained with her own vitae, the cinematic record playing as Hecate held her up by her head, tears streaking down her face as she yelled for her darling friend to hold on. The Crimson Reaper faded away in her own arms, another life of someone she loved dwindled away where she could retrieve them again…Grell..was gone.
…
d…
She felt the power pulse far to quickly, her mentality was snapping and yet..someone she didn't care. After loud, pain filled screaming and crying, a mad laughter erupted from her lips. She could see the spheres of light surrounding her, three to be exact..just like the lore. One for the future, that she could not predict, one for the present, that she was forced to suffer in, and one for the past to remind her of her own sins.
'Someone please…
l.'
All that she could hear next, was the rattling of chains as they buried themselves into the ground and surrounded her still clutching Grell; It felt almost as if she were being suffocated by her own magic, the pressure of said abilities felt like it was beginning to crush every bone of her body. When the pressure was lifted from her body, she slipped into darkness, her body seeming to move on it's own as the hunt for the cat begun.
By the time she woke up..she was chained up with no arms or legs, like an insect trapped in a spiders' web. Though..she was the spider…perhaps the most disturbing thought that entered her mind as tears once more fell, was the one that made her laugh the loudest.
"You're so beautiful..covered in crimson…my darlin l~"