Love From a Demon
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Aloriya. That's what she was called. Something... something... human.
Human? The artificial, genetically altered homo-sapien wiggled her slender,
pale fingers, baffled by the agile locomotion, her adolescent vortex of
silvren slate conjurring abnormally in a blanched shade of grey. Her bare,
naked skin flowed the shade of bleached milk, like the stained china of
Grandma's dishes, simple, yet lovely in their own way. Breathing swiftly, her
rapidly pulsing ribs waltzed insanely with the melodic rythm of her curved
bust's pounding, a alarming rate of respiration. Her charcoal coils of
silken, midnight locks were lengthy coils of shadow spawned hair, blanched
countenace nearly translucent from such a alien-like coloration of cloudy
pearl, like the satin of the gibbous moon's beaming gown.-- What? Little,
spinning tops peeked back at her from her enclosed tank. They swirled
sorrowfully at the very rim of her slick aquarium's glass. She breathed
involunatarily, cocking her head to a single side, her massive wings,
undiscovered by Aloriya, floating lifelessly in the weightlessness of the
holding tank.
Hello, Ta Bahata, a mournful voice whispered faintly in her head. She could
barely hear it. The voice was muffled considerably as a trail of playful
bubbles zipped about her clear water. Aloriya strained to make sense of it.
Ta Bahata, you cannot hear well inside. Come out, the lime lighted pools of
optic swilled in concern back at her large, grey ones. Aloriya helplessly
bonked her head against the borders of her hydro cage, longing by some
instinct to come to the ivy laced eyes. A breathing device fitted loosely
about her mouth and nose. No water where I get air, she thought. The
intelligent spheres blinked. You hear your Ta Bahata! Aloriya hears Ta Bahata
Diablo! the identiless tune came again. The eyes came closer, and she pressed
her nearly ill-appearing countenance as close as she could to the one
outside. Gradually, an equally pale face came to meet hers, a male's, with
silvery spools of untamed hair cascading limply down, handicapping his
obviously keen vision. An accenting shard of alabaster arched over his bushy
brow, a sign of severe trauma. Aloriya cried out in her mind in exasperation,
confused with this cage. Ta Bahata Diablo...
A broad grin spread across his features, warm and loving. She liked it. I
will help my little Ta Bahata with the grey eyes, he stroked at the glass
again. You are green eyes, she burbled a laugh, Green Diablo should help his
Ta Bahata. Her lofty, yet weakened air oars flashed in anticipation, not very
sinewy; she had been in the water so long, it had clearly worn off on her,
supported her weight. She never had a chance to carry hers. Aloriya has
things poking out of her back, she wrinkled her nasal front in baffled
disgust, her gargantuan wings flapping gingerly. Earth Eagle little Grey Eyes
has. Earth Eagle help. Diablo has Earth Pan... Panthor creature tail and
claws, the assisting Inhuman averted his eyes accordingly, reading off the
data on his tank and his Ta Bahata's and stumbling a bit at his record's
content. He violently flexed his hazardous claws, taking a screeching lash
down his sibbling's enclosure, snarling feliney threats and idly fluttering
his lengthy tail in anguish at the tattling squeal of wielded sand. He
scratched deeply until his might resulted in a leaky crush. Ta Bahata makes
loud noises! Hurts Aloriya's ears! the winged Inhuman cringed. She was more
Human than Demon, a sad effect really...
The two would be destroyed. Scientists would not permit their animalistic
deformities. Their nervous systems were not entirely disabled, unlike the
more valuable specimen so far away that the researchers called Grey. Grey was
a true demon, a pure, haunting creature with staggering uniqueness. They were
not like him, but then again, he was not quite like them... Diablo nudged
encouragingly at the puncture he had perfectly ensued, spilling more liquid
for her. His energy power lay deep inside him, not yet ready to-- Ping. A
lonesome, solitary portion of transparent, man-made material snapped
consequently from the mangled incision the elder, male demon had deviously
developed. Like a blistering wound gored and gushing blood, a large trickle
of unfathomably persistent fluid sprang from the inner depths of Aloriya's
odd prison. Then, a nifty hand flashed among the frothing waves of the water,
smashing painfully through the injured forequarters of the glass mold. The
water flickered in lithe sprigs of disgusting, faded ruby as Aloriya
instintively froze, suddenly cautious as her severed palm began to scream
wildly with a lusty desire for reaction. Aloriya feels pain? Hurt?!
Diablo's usually soothing telepathy channeled jerkily through her stunned
brain, panicky and high, swelling with something new. An unbearable cry
welled up from her like an explosive geuyser, vibrating violently through her
double-tubed, respirative restraint. Writhing pitifully in churning shawls of
veiling water, which now twisted beautifully in ribbons of lacy blood, the
female demon's unused vocal box began to shudder as her first sound to Human
ears echoed horribly to poor Diablo's tender senses. A deeper, lingering
string of raptor gurgle rose from Aloriya's barred, locked lips, numbing her
shrieking sibbling with a protective, frazzled howl. She screamed, the last
of it a bit like a predatory bird's, the sleek feathers along her angellic
wings spiked and prickly, errect and helplessly fanning with the impossible
confusion of her fledgling hurt. Maniacally, Diablo promptly recoiled from
his sister, ivy-veiled eyes dialating fiercely with racing expression.
Stinging flames burst like pokey thorns upon his charcoal-clawed palm. His
snagging, natural daggers, like Knishu knives, glinted continuously off the
overhanging lab light's productive strings of warm energy. His
calcium-deprived sister grew muffled as her confusion matured into a ragged
series of uncontrollable spasms, her shock unusually powerful, knocking her
into a critical state of gloomy unconciousness.
He began to scream, long, hard, hauntingly hollow in tone.
