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It was just a deal.

That’s all she had known, a deal for power. A deal to become something greater.

Hand outstretched and gripped tight in the demon’s much larger grasp, the pact was made. Her fate was sealed and the world went black.

Her dreams were plagued with screams, screeches of pleas for preservation... an escape. Once her world became quiet, she budged her sore body with the realization of warmth splattered on her. Her hands soaked in the red liquid. Blinking, she came forward to the site she’d never imagine to see. Her sister’s had never looked so twisted that it had stirred the vile in her stomach. Mother had so many holes that just seeing one had pushed her to release her stomach. Shana refused to even look to her father as she covered her ears, as if the sound of the world was too much.

Warmth and the feeling of the handle of the sacrificial knife were what she noticed at the action. Pulling the accused hand away, she stared at the offending item. Colored and drying red, the knife had it’s obvious use in the death like grip she still possessed on it. A look to the floor and her own body said the scene.

And it was numbing. Absolutely numbing as she aimed the knife right where the pain was. Shutting her eyes, she slammed the sharp edge as deep as she could towards the beating burden with a cry of pain.

Do you really think it’s that easy?

A mocking tone rang through as she saw the wound refuse to even bleed. Her body felt almost separated from her soul as she panted with the exertion and pain. Slowly the blade was unsheathed from herself, seeing the wound heal to something that would definitely scar.

Looking up to the darkening skies, she let the knife fall as she cursed to the loudest degree she could. To let her pain be know.

Because is anything that easy?

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