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 Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 10:13 pm
Kuendesha'Akili x Mozhgan
[K'A]
[M]
-_Wish of the Goddess_-
Morning fell into afternoon on an empty den, empty, that was, until black paws fell noiselessly on dirt, something bloody and screaming dangling from his mouth. He was bored...quite bored. Rats and rabbits became dull after some time, and even with the new techniques that cub, Tsaniin, had taught him, he was still bored. Maybe he needed a new project. Perhaps...he needed to find his siblings....They could...perhaps prove to be of some amusement.
Mogami
The den hadn’t been completely empty as a little light-colored cub had been napping in a crevice of the den she would soon grow too big for. It would do for now but it wouldn’t serve as a hiding place for much longer.
Mozhgan woke up startled by the screams and rose to her paws in an instant. At the mouth of the den she found Akili, her very dark brother, her demon brother. The way her mother treated the dark cub made him look so superior to Mozi that her relation to him felt almost minor, unimportant. Unlike Zadok, who she could easily talk to and even exchange signs of affection, Mozi was quite unsure of sure how to act around her black brother. He had the same red eyes and some of her stripes but sometimes it was hard to believe they were actually related… or if that even mattered really.
“What… is that?” she had meant to stay quiet but the sight of the small bloody shape on the ground was too much for the pale cub.
-_Wish of the Goddess_-
The voice had his head raising from the corpse of the small animal, and he turned his head, gazing upon his sister with emotionless red eyes, "Are you blind? It's a RAT." One claw was pinned through its tail, as it attempted to drag itself away. With a single smack of his paw, he was glad to see the thing stunned. It was getting irritating, after all, "It was a toy. Why."
Mogami
Her brother’s cold stare was enough to make the pale cub regret she’d opened her mouth. A toy… she could never understand how the demons could take pleasure in such cruelty but Akili seemed to be learning it well. Mozi felt all the more intimidated.
“Nothing. It was loud, that’s all.” She tried to look interested as she admired the bloody mess, secretly glad the poor thing wasn’t awake – and screaming - anymore. Hopefully it would die of blood loss soon.
-_Wish of the Goddess_-
He studied her face carefully with those eyes, and gently pushed the thing aside. Paws carried him close by her, and he circled her. Those crimson eyes were calm and reserved as a small smirk curled over his maw, "Really now, sister? Was it simply loud?" He didn't believe it. She was a slave, like their whimpering brother. Weak, useless.
Mogami
Oh yes, Akili was on the right path to become a true demon indeed… if he wasn’t one already. Mozhgan gulped as her brother stepped closer and began to circle her, a frown suddenly lowering over her eyes. She did not like this. She particularly hated the way he’d call her “sister” and then bully her just like he would any other slave. It brought her a sorrow that she could never put into words.
“It woke me up.” The pale cub managed to say as she followed her brother’s expression, circling on the same spot. She was relieved that she’d found something truthful to answer her brother but it pained her to see how horribly divided her family was. Would he hurt her? Mother didn’t, even though she obviously despised her pale children. Would Akili raise his paw against her?
-_Wish of the Goddess_-
He laughed darkly, tail flickering. That laugh was no true laugh, though. It was cold, and emotionless, not even really a laugh at all. Kuendesha'akili wondered at her pale pelt sometimes, "Hm. I see. Was that truly the only thing, sister? You seem, bothered~" One claw moved out, and ran under Mozhgan's chin, and he cooed, acting sweet and kind, "Poor sister....with such a pale coat.....Does it not hurt you to be at the lowest of the low?"
Mogami
Mozhgan flinched as her brother laughed and lifted a paw to step away from him but Akili’s claw moved through her chin before she could.
“Well, I was hungry.” She stared at the limp creature on the ground. She obviously didn’t think her brother would give her a free meal but Mozi desperately wanted to get the attention away from herself. His misleadingly sweet words didn’t fool the pale cub but they felt like slaps across her face and her frown deepened. It deeply hurt her that her own brother could look down on her so much and truly enjoy bullying his own kin. No, he wasn’t her brother. Zadok was her family. Akili and Rhaen were demons.
“It only hurts me that mother has to bear the shame of producing pale cubs.” And Akili of only having slaves for siblings. At that moment, she really hoped the dark cub hated having the same blood as the two little slaves because that was the only thing she had against him. Her mere existence.(...)
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Posted: Wed Sep 01, 2010 8:22 pm
-_Wish of the Goddess_-
He raised a single brow, intrigued by his sister's wording, "Perhaps...." Kuen purred darkly, gently pushing the rat towards his little slave sister, "You do know your place, sister. Perhaps...there is something in you of merit." For a moment, there was some form of affection in those cold red eyes, though it was quickly replaced with cruel amusement, "And then perhaps we should TEST that theory." Oh, what a game this would be! What a lovely, lovely game! That, and if she was not....well, then. He could always find SOME use for her.
Mogami
Mozi felt the small change in her brother’s cold eyes and almost smiled and dropped the pathetic defiance that didn’t suit her at all. But she should’ve known better. Her brother’s tone left no margin for doubt: he was planning something nasty for her.
“I don’t understand, brother.” The last word came out of her mouth without a hint of malice, like an unspoken wish of closeness towards the demon in front of her. “A test?”
-_Wish of the Goddess_-
He lay himself before her, his tail flicking again as he pushed the rat towards her, "Eat this one, sister, for I wish to play a game afterwards~" He lay his head onto his paws, those crimson orbs scrutinizing, and obviously.....something within his head was churning. There was something that could be said for a sister who knew her place, especially since she didn't seem all that willing to protest his....ideas.
Mogami
After a small moment when the pale cub just looked absolutely dumbstruck, Mozi dropped her head and ate what she could of the small creature, eyes often darting back to Kuen with something very akin to suspicion.
When her brother didn’t confirm her uneasiness, her tiny heart lifted and could almost drown in her own joy. Maybe he didn’t hate her after all.
“You want to play a game with me? Really?” the cub's tone was hopeful and she suddenly remembered the rat had been a gift which, though normal when it came to Zadok, was definitely not a common occurrence as far as her darker brother was concerned. “Oh… and thank you, brother.”
-_Wish of the Goddess_-
His ear twitched once, twice, and he chuckled low in his chest, "Yes, sister. A game to see if, perhaps, you are not so worthless after all. And...." His eyes lit up, "if you don't have some merit behind that pale,fur." Kuendesha'akili was a Demon through and through, fully. He did not have a single warm bone in his body, nor did he have any room for 'feelings' for his sister. The Assassain-to-be was.....well, he was ready for his job....
Mogami
Oh.
So it wasn’t going to be a fun game then, was it? Did he want her to do demon stuff with her? She almost blurted out a lot of things but she assumed most of them would ruin the strange civility of the conversation so the pale girl managed to contain herself.
“What did you have in mind?” Right now, she just wanted to go away and leave her brother on a good note. Mozi could feel the game wouldn’t end well… for her at least. She could just picture Kuen running off to their mother, laughing at how much of a demon she wasn’t.
-_Wish of the Goddess_-
He chuckled darkly, smirking, "Oh, it's a fun little game. I'm going to show you the incredible beauty of...." He paused, looking out of their den's mouth,
"Oh my dear sister, it's beautiful. Seeing the life flowing out of a pathetic creature's body....Mmnh~" He cooed darkly, obviously....ENJOYING this.
Mogami
Her worst fears confirmed Mozi took a step away from her brother, feeling quite revolted at his idea of a game. Her heart beat faster and her frown returned. She fully expected her brother’s wickedness to fall upon her at any moment.
“I don’t think I would like that.” She told him the truth, not just because she hated to lie but because she was quite sure that if she kept the façade, her brother would gift her hours of horrid torture of little creatures, maybe even slaves. She could hear the screams already, feel the terror, the pain… it was not fun, how could it ever be fun? And why was it considered normal to enjoy such cruelty to such an extent that Mozi could be considered the freak who disliked brutality? She would never be like Kuen, the perfect cub, the perfect twisted little demon her mother adored.
-_Wish of the Goddess_-
Kuen looked at her, his fangs baring as she refused him, "Did I say you had a CHOICE?" His Demonic side was true to its nature, and he stood above her, and charged at her, aiming to bowl her over onto her back, to put his claws on her throat, and teach her that she had a place. "You are a SLAVE. I say we are going to DO something, we are going to DO it!"
Mogami
He rammed against her harder than the pale cub expected. At once she regretted talking to him, she regretted eating his gift and for the briefest moment when his claws found her throat, Mozi even regretted living. She wanted Zadok, she needed Zadok now!
“I’m sorry, Kuen!” it was all she could say, her demon brother’s name cried out like a plea even though she knew he’d despise her weakness. Her voice trembled and she stiffed on the ground trying very hard not to fight her brother off of her, fearing that would only further incense him.
-_Wish of the Goddess_-
He growled low in his throat, and glared at her, his hatred, and fury burning in crimson orbs like a flame. "You'd best be, SISTER. Do not defy me. You are a SLAVE. An unclaimed SLAVE. What I say, is LAW. I am your master." Kuendesha was serious. Deadly so. The fact that Mozi seemed to only plea and give up seemed to pacify him, and he backed up, fur smoothing down against his back, and eyes going back to icy. "You had best learn your place....and remain there.
Mogami
Mozhgan got to her feet rather shakily, the adrenalin still pumping strong in her veins. She sat in front of her brother but she didn’t dare to stare him in the eye this time, keeping her gaze submissively on the ground. She nodded at his words, feeling the sting behind every cruel truth as the sensation of numbness caused by the whole ordeal fought for control of her body.
“Yes, Kuen. I won’t forget.” And she really wouldn’t. From now on she would treat her brother as if she would any other demon and avoid him at all costs.
-_Wish of the Goddess_-
He purred low in his throat, and walked forwards, gently licking her ear. He continued to gently lick at her fur. This was his way of rewarding her. Mozhgan had done as he'd asked. He'd been obeyed, and she was subservient, which meant that things were the way they should be. "Shhh....Good sister.....So long as you obey me, you will want for nothing." Oh, she was his, as far as he was concerned, even if it was only for cubhood. For when he was a True demon, like his mother, fully grown into the Pride......he'd take care of finding his own slave to play with.
Mogami
To say Mozhgan was surprised would be a gross understatement. She’d expected a n** at the very least and her skin quivered under her brother’s tongue. But the pale cub was relieved as she truly believed she was finally beginning to understand how her demon brother’s mind worked. As long as she obeyed, as long she behaved and knew her place, Kuen wouldn’t hurt her. And she had no problem doing just that.
“Yes, brother. Whatever you want.” and despite what had happened before, her lips pulled into a tentative smile at being called “good sister” in such an endearing tone.
*** The end ***
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