"Im not a demon. Me and Mistey where both affected by the tentacles and potion. The people in the bar expect and "pay" for the service. Riley was so worked over by the beast that caught her I needed to clear her head. If she had asked I would have stopped. I may be whore but Im not a demon! Its easy to make accusations what about you. Your judging my while you cower in your hole. I was drugged and brought into this place against my will that makes you no better than what your accusing me off.
"Always quick to accuse and scorn, to hate and to hunt. Just where do you think your blind hate will lead you to?" another light appeared and in it stood Rosa! Just to seemingly mock her that extra bit she even had frost in her hands...
"Such wrath, such anger... against a mere pawn, but not the hands that move her. The world is not black and white, yet you choose to see it like it is." suddenly Rosa threw Jenny frost! It was reloaded and ready to fire, a shot at this range would be childs play. This woman... Jennys blood seemed to boil, at her presence. Her friends with her?! That was where this illusion crippled the very notion of comradiere with this foul wretched woman made Jenny sick, why was she even still standing there! The succubus raised Frost and aimed down...
Jenny stood the weapon ready to fire. Images flooded threw Jenny's mind of her mirror self back in Jack's domain. She had stopped herself from killing an unarmed man. Her anger flared anew however. Rosa had violated her and Nico and would have done the same to her sister if given half a chance. She was a demon an evil creature. Jenny's teeth clenched her anger swelled. Her memories however resurfaced reminding her that Jenny had never fired a shot for revenge but it was Rosa her nemesis a being which wanted to bend her warp her to her masters will. "ARGH!" a rapid succession of shots could be heard penetrating the darkness.
Frost lay silent in her hand the muzzle of the gun smoking slightly and pointed at the ground where seven patches of frost where evaporating quickly. Rosa stood unharmed Jenny having lowered the gun to the ground before firing. "Your right I'm angry and I man never be able to forgive what she has done to me but I'm no murderer. If I hold on that their is hope for me than there has to be hope for her even if I find the thought distasteful." Jenny dropped Frost letting the weapon hit the ground.
"Yet you still haven't considered what you've done... to her." Rosa looked up to Jenny noting the numerous fired shost and frowned hatefully at the heroine before disappearing.
There was utter silence briefly, when suddenly Jenny felt herself hugged lovingly from behind, her mothers skin hue unmistakeable "You've done questionable things, but that is alright Jenny. Making mistakes is what makes us human, imperfect, yet even with all of our flaws we persevere to achieve that what other may perceive as impossible. Be it for good or evil, be true to yourself. Your kindness and courage will bring hope, to those lost to despair."
The hand turned Jenny around to see her mothers radiant from smiling warmly at her, tough significantly taller than she should be "I am so proud of you, my daughter." she leaned down and kissed Jenny on the forehead "Learn from what you wanted to teach yourself here. You will be a great heroine..." the mother looked around playfully "Albeit a pervy one." she snickered warmly.
"Now you must leave this place and I will teach you one more thing" the mother stepped back "Death, should only be the fate of those that are trully corrupt. Not the fate of those who's goals clash with yours. Every act of mercy makes you so much more radiant, than you could ever imagine." with those final words Jenny felt herself falling!
"Where did she go?! FIND HER!" a distant voice echo'ed out from somewhere in the distance "No~ don't let her get away!" it was Alice... no doubt about it! But her cheery tone was distorted and much more blunt here.
Suddenly Jenny herself stopped mid fall a dark crimson red coloring the darkness surrounding her "Found you~~" from the darkness Alices face atleast 50ft in size emerged, distorted with demonic teeth two huge palms each proportional to the huge face with needle like tips "You can't leave yet, Jenny." she grinned vilely, in between her teeth Jenny could see undefined figurs wailing their hands as if stuck there.
Jenny felt a gentle touch on her shoulder as a hand placed Frost into her palm. The succubus knew only way to get out of this madness was to end Alices influence and now she had the tools for it.
"You should let me go Alice this is not my place I don't belong here. Jenny raised Frost giving Alice a chance to let her go. If the slightly made owner of this realm refused then Jenny would have to end this by putting 6 shots into the vile creature 3 in each eye.
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Give Alice a chance to let her go if she doesn't agree then using rapid fire Jenny would shoot 6 times aiming for Alice's eyes.
"Let you go?" Alice paused briefly looking to Jenny, the hosts face distorted, her teeth shinning brightly at their jagged edges "Ofcourse. No need for violence." one the palms slammed the ground and as it raised up a door revealed itself "Right through here." the doorway opened up and it was up to Jenny to cross through or not.
Jenny approached the doorway getting with in easy dashing distance but not yet passing threw while keeping her eyes on the Woman. Jenny looked threw the door and back to Alice. "That simple humm how do I know its not a trick?"
"Would I lie to you?" the nigh-demonic Alice did nothing, she just awaited for Jenny to exit the plain. Lookign over the door msot certainly lead somewhere else, but it was a tough call to say whether it was to good or evil. Well there was one way to find out... though more than a little risky. Still did she have a reason to doubt Alice?
"Would you spike my tea?" Jenny moved a step closer to the door and eyed it more trying to catch a glimpse of what lay beyond." Something didn't feel right if Alice was going to let her go why not just banish her right away and if she could open doors like this why not open a pit underneath her. "What about Riley and Sir?"
"Sir? Is that what his name is?" Alice giggled lightly, though with her size it was not flattering.. at all "They're both safe. Come on now, hurry up!"
The door lead to swirling mass of energy, impossible to tell what lied beyond it. Though Alice seemed to become impatient at the heroine indecision.
Jenny tried to feel the type of energy coming off the door. If she couldn't tell then she would simply state. "I would beleve you more if you were not a giant talking head." Jenny looked up at the distorted girl. How about we go threw this door together? Im not here to hurt you and who knows maybe we can share another cup a tea when this is all over with?"
"You bore me." Alice frowned briefly, before slamming her other hand into the ground. Jenny was about to react when suddenly fromt he ground beneath her the hand appeared and smacked her through the door! A laughter echoing from behind Jenny as she fel into the energies.
Jenny was thrown inside a vortex of energies all spinning and weaving all around her, when suddenly the magics started to sting! Jenny tried to move away, but to no avail as the incorporeal energies soon turned into thick liquid. Sticking and immobilizing Jenny, the heroine could do little but struggle against the refrains as they tightened around her. And slowly started seeping into her mouth, her final memories disappearing before her as she slowly became a empty shell nothing, but what Alice deemed her to be.
Though that wouldn't be the end of her tale....
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Jenny gasped loudly and coughed briefly as if choking on something. The girl shivered strongly and puked out some unknown brown matter that dissipated infront of her.
The heroine breathed deeply and looked around, was she... a cold tingle ran down her spine as she got to her feet. She was in a pure white world, thankfully it wasn't bright. Infront of her laid a path of 2 black lines leading forward and back, no end in sight. Every sound she made seemed to echo out loudly into the distance.
Jenny looked back and looked forward.. nothing. Nothing but endless lines and a empty devoid room. Jenny got to her feet and moved forward following the two lines. She had failed Alice had beat her the memories of what ever the insane woman was going to due still fresh. At lest she had memories even if she was stuck in this strange limbo. Still she better keep moving.
As Jenny moved forward some figures to her sides started to appear. They were made of black matter and seemed like ink paintings on a white canvas... only moving.
First it was just a house.. then a carriage being chased by a few riders, then a female figure stood to the side. Her fines exceptionally feminine, but absolutely no features except her frame were there. Though as Jenny approached the figure stretched and showed her wings.
With each blink or each look to the other side be it left or right a different tale showed itself. Be it a dancing party with numerous figures, jolly dancing. Or a man and a woman shooting a weapon, it leaving a beautiful inky trail in the air.
It would go on for some time, but each lasting only for a few dozen of seconds before disappearing. Each showing off a different event... an event Jenny could relate to.
"My life in ink..." It was strange the white room seemed more of a blank canvas. On a whim Jenny reached out to touch one of the inky images before moving forward more. She had heard some people reliving their lives as they die.. was that happening to her now?
The ink dispersed into a the light upon touch. Taking the moving painting alogn with it. The heroine proceeded onwards, memories of her life all the way up to the academy. One painting standing out especially as a girl with wings and a girl with a top hat fought a far clearer defined buff man with a huge sword.
In a way it was whimsical to see her life displayed in such a gorgeus fashion. It was minimalistic, but absolutely beautiful. Though as Jenny reached a episode of a figure standing with a handcannon against a huge dark face with 2 huge claws, she noted something odd... the heroine stopped briefly and heard it once more! Footsteps! From up ahead!
The road continued onwards as Jenny followed it in a faster rate, if this was really some sort of twisted limbo. Why was there someone else here? Was there anyone else here to begin with?!
Perhaps more surprising some new images of the inky art appeared to the sides. This one showed a figure with angelic or raven wings, firing a handcannon at numerous men with their swords raised at her, the girl skillfully avoided her attackers and was the last one standing before the ink dispersed. What was this?
Jenny continued onwards to see another painting moving, this one showed a woman with demonic wings and a whip fighting a man with a long trenchcoat, he was armed with 2 handcannons attack the woman who evaded to the best of abilities. For the brawl only to become a show of swordsmanship as they clashed in close range, each dodging their attacks with extreme ferocity and intensity. Unfortunately the image dispersed before the victor was shown.
The following image showed the trenchcoat man once more, near a woman with 4 blades in her. Jenny approached the image only to note the raven or angelic wings on her. The image showed the man approach the still breathing girl with a blade drawn, his curly hair clear as day... and for a brief moment he stopped and turned to Jenny, giving a glimpse of old experienced eyes painted in black and white.
"And that is the day you die." a voice spoke up from behind Jenny, as she quickly turned around "Oops... spoilers." the sight was just... it was a man of average height, he wore a white suit and a black tie, which matched his black shoes and black gloves. His face just a red skull, no eyes or hair, he spoke in a exceptionally clear and polite manner and in his hand held a glass of what seemed to be wine?
Jenny looked at the man before her the red skull reminding her of someone. Are you Azreal? his skull wasn't aflame but it the resemblance was uncanny. Then again all skulls look alike.
"No." The answer was clean and concise, not even a hint of doubt in his voice "Nor does it matter who I am" the man stood silently stirring his wine with one hand looking at Jenny "No, you are not dead. Not yet atleast."
The man(?) drank his wine calmly, before continueing "You are not alive either." a blink later the glass of wine was full again "A horrible fate was it not. To have your soul dissipated and destroyed in the twisted abyss. A true tragedy."
"We've met before and ever since I've been keeping an eye on you. A interesting tale you weaved yourself." he turned to the white area infront, random flashbacks that used to be orderly appeared "Yet you still have so much more experience. Well should I say - would've had so much more to experience."
Jenny looked at the assembled images. "I see..." Fighting back tears Jenny stood on her feet though they seemed wobbly by the minute. "So.. what happens now...." Indeed what happens now. She had failed and been defeated by her own stupidity for doubting her own gut reaction. Her sister and Kings Coast would pay the price.
"You've shown me kindness before. I shall repay in kind." he turned to Jenny "Do not write your failure to lack of action, it was just your naivety that lead to your demise."
"I can undo the events that lead you here, but the memories will remain. Think of them as a warning or a learning experience." the man stirred his glass and awated Jennys answer, was she ready to try and change her fate?
