everything had been set in place. the unearthly being summoned one of the women working for L-CORP. a mere pawn in the games between the pair. a test for the young luthor. she needed to learn how to kill. how to destroy anyone who stood in her way. the alien-next-door would not help the company owner forever. eventually she would have to help & protect herself....
or -- she would call upon the otherworldly creature to assist her. the enchantress would gladly give LENA whatever she wanted, but there was need to assure that they were on each other's team. that the deity would be helping an ally, & not a traitor.
extremities shift over the executive's shoulders, discolored lips move though words appear in the mind. 'KILL HER'. the one filled with magic can sense it, feels the thoughts roaming. there it is. the hard swallow. the debate over whether or not this is moral. of course not. but it'd be wise. the witch did not have eternal patience.
words touch ears, stinging at the meaning. a low hiss moves through the silver tongue. magic engulfs them slowly, dark hands gripping the woman's upper arms. the human would not bow so easily. pity. she'd begun to like this one.
❝ you are not. ❞ somber palm lifts slowly, cimmerian clouds approaching the entity's new victim. there would be no fun in killing the luthor. she could still be of value. the pawn -- on the other hand. drab vapors return to essence, lips parting to allow darkness to enter. worker gone, the couple are left to their existence.
❝ humans are weak. they are unnecessary. you see how easy it is to destroy them? how simple it is to rid yourself of them. if you do not K I L L, your enemies will not F E A R you. ❞
