💭 (Vergil)
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The sound of glasses clinking and people talking filled the air. The greatest and sweetest smelling desserts surrounded the room in which everyone was in. Almost like a ball room but with a less grand decor. Everyone was dressed in their best for the time. Around the fourties if she could remember correctly. Alu had made herself one of them. Dressing and talking the same, even agreeing with some things to gain their trust. However this was all just a facade. Having gotten word of certain people collecting certain things, Alu slithered into the group that was held so high and also kept very quiet. The function she was at now was just a front for what was really going to happen. Alu was growing impatient.
Sipping on a glass of champagne and internally rolling her eyes at everyone possible, Alu waited as best she could until it was time to move on. Thankfully the signal was given and about fifteen people slipped away from the gathering and into door near the back of the room. Aluzka being one of them. She was escorted into an auditorium of sorts and was handed a small flag. Everyone else was getting comfortable and awaiting what was to happen next.
As soon as the ‘auction’ began, there was a shift in the air. Animosity in the most disgusting form filled the air. Different creatures were brought out onto the stage to be shown off and then bid on. They were obviously tortured and had given up hope. After the third showing, Aluzka couldn’t take it anymore and she let loose.
“What in the bloody ‘ell is wrong with you people?!” Her voice boomed over the others and quickly they went silent. An older gentleman opened his mouth to speak but Alu was quick to stop him. Eyes burned crimson and fangs bared in a snarl. “Don’t you dare try to excuse this!” Getting out from her spot, she jumped up on the stage and freed the poor thing that was tied up at the moment. Snapping at the man who had tried to stop her.
“They’re nothing! They go against God! Monsters!” Voices spoke out from behind her and she turned to glare at them. A heavy silence fell before Alu made her way to the very front of the stage.
“And yet they’re the ones tied up and being made a show of. While you pathetic excuses for ‘umans hoot and holler for more pain and embarrassment! How dare you! YOU are the ones going against your God. Vile, evil beings you are inside. Disgusting. Make peace with your God. You’re about to meet him.”
The rest of the memory is a blur of anger, sadness, disgust and blood. Lot’s of blood.
