An Ending and A Beginning [Private]

A waitor eyed over the pale girl as he set a glass of water down before hurriedly leaving the girl in the corner. Her breaths came out in short gasps, black painted nails digging into the table. Her head was pounding and her covered crimson eye was throbbing, pulsing in timr with her frantic heartbeats. Inside her head was chaos two powerful beings fighting for control of the frail human's body. One hand dug it's way into her black locks of hair, but the tips of her hair were fading to white, the light color slowly creeping up each lock of hair. Finally, the girl slammed her head into the table with a thud. She could feel a slight trickle of blood run down her pale skin but that wasn't what Kuro was worried about. One of the beings was beginning to take control of her body. "Not here... There's too many people..." She was sitting at a booth in the back of the bar but there was plenty of unsuspecting humans within. She had to get out of there and now... She slid out of her seat with all the grace of a drunkard. Her glass of water went to the floor smashing into little shards. The sound of the glass breaking caught numerous stares from patrons within the bar. Panting with effort thevpale girl, who's black hair was turning more and more white with each passing second, stumbled forward out of the bar.



The girl made her way outside the chilly night air feeling pleasant on her sweat dampened skin. Unfortunately, she wasn't able to enjoy the night air for long as a sudden wave of fresh pain washed over her head. Choking back a scream the girl who's hair was almost white now, stumbledbher way into an alleyways just outside of the bar before falling to her knee's. A small whinper escaped her lips as the last of her black hair changed to white. Now came a fresh wave of pain as her body ached. A shriek of sorts could be heard from the alley, and a certain eye oatch fluttered to the ground revealing a burning crimson eye.

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She mouthed out, her last bits of control were slipping and quickly, the monster roaring in her head was fighting to be unleashed. She didn't want any innocents to be caught up in her Shiro's frenzy. Another shriek escaped her pale lips, head slamming into the stone ground, the wound from earlier had healed up remarkably fast but it was soon split open once more. Three tendrils, blood red in color but scaled in texture sprouted from her back, waving about in the air before covering the girl on the ground. Not much could be seen of her through the writhing mass of tendrils until suddenly all motion stopped and in its place was an eerie sort of silence. The tendrils slithered away from the form, now waving about her back like three deadly tails.

The white haired woman stood up, everything about her having changed. She seemed a few inches taller now, her white hair longer, her body once frail and small seemed more lithe and curved in all the right places. How could she possibly change from a fragile girl to this new form? Licking her lips, the white haired being known as Shiro turned to face the man at the edge of the ally. "Oh what do we have here?" She inquired her voice ice cold but enchanting, a side effect of the sudden release of the girl's demon nature. Everything from the body change to the personality change was a side effect of harboring a demon, a succubus within her body. "You don't look particularly mouth-watering but you see it's been a long time since I've had anything to eat." She grinned revealing a mouth of perfectly white teeth, with two sharp canines. The red tendrils were swaying behind her, much like a cats tail swayed before it pounced. Despite being a succubus, or even a partial succubus, the woman fed off of other mages mana and luckily it seemed like this man had some.

"Are you going to run or fight? Or are you going to simply let me eat?" She asked, Shiro certainly enjoyed the thrill of a good hunt unlike Kiro who enjoyed having a meal served up to her on a silver platter. Kuro, the most human of the three persona's however did not like to eat mana which often created this sort of feeding frenzy, creating unnecessary death. "You see it's been a long time since my host has eaten any mana...So I'm afraid that I might have to drain you dry...Don't worry you'll probably only die." The woman shrugged as if it wasn't a big deal, the red tendrils behind her suddenly stopped their swaying all of them pointing towards the man, the sharp red tips of the tendrils were like deadly spears. Her stomach growled and with a yawn the white haired woman shot one of the red tendrils out towards the man.

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