I should have known it'd be you.
15. My character gets possessed by a demon and kills yours while on a murderous spree.
She had lost count of the number of times she's seen her in battle. That wantonness which embodied her sister was quite the sight, and each time she saw her fight Tatsuta had been breathless. This time was no different. Just watching her glide across the water was enough to make Tatsuta's heart beat just that much faster.
Yet. This time, she was looking at her in a different angle. Why was her sister charging towards her? Why was her sword raised?
Why were her arms so heavy?
She tried to call out to her. A casual taunt, a remark that would cause a blush to rise over Tenryuu's winsome features, yet even that did not escape her lips. How odd for her to lose her voice in such a pivotal moment. However, when she felt the cannons on her arms turn. Tatsuta froze. With a greater sense of urgency did she try again, this time shouting, screaming, with all that she could muster to alert her sister but nothing came but silence from beneath her helmet. The sea was quiet as nothing filled it but the whirring of her turrents as they rotated in place to face the charging ship.
She tried to stop. The cannons fired.
She tried to scream. Her sister bled.
She tried to help. Her sister sunk.
Eyes fixated on the spot as she tried to understand it. How she could have turned fire on her. Why? How?
No. She couldn't understand.
Couldn't understand why she had been staring at a scrap sinking beneath the waves. Couldn't understand why it had cared.
It lifted its head once more.
It counted four. No, five destroyers. It paused. Its turrets whirred to life once more, forward they pointed and it glided across the water.
The sound of cannons firing filled the air, breaking the preceding moment of tranquility. It obeyed and nothing else. It fired once more.
