.BLOODBATH

         ❝ Hiiiii~ ♪ ❞ Chimed Sal, his arms tightening just a little as he more insistently nuzzles all over the witch in his grasp. He liked hearing her giggle. She was so cute! It was no wonder his brother was so in love with her. As for himself, he wasn’t too sure what he felt for people. Empathy, sure. He knew that much, but he’d never really fallen for someone.  ❝ Hooowwww~ are you~ Wa~da~no~ha~ra~? ❞

The moment she saw what he intended to do, the oarfish had been about to try and stop him. But before she could move, his claws raked over her shoulder, leaving deep gashes and causing her to gasp in shock. She stumbled back briefly, her hand reaching up and crossing over her body to rest over the new wound. She then gave him another glare, taking a few more steps backwards so that he couldn’t just immediately rush her if she turned.

“…I’ll be ready.”

Her voice was laced with pain as she said that, though her hatred was much more obvious than her pain. But either way, as soon as she said that, she turned and ran. She had to get somewhere she might be able to get an advantage over him… Somewhere he wouldn’t be able to get the drop on her again…

           Typically black pupils were already being stained sanguine by the sight of blood, how it soaked into her robes, turning them a dark red with stains. He smirks down at her, reveling in the pain he’d caused so easily. She was just prey, and it would do her well to remember that he could tear her apart and eat her the moment he grew tired of this ‘game’ of theirs.

          ❝ Good. Your time starts now. ❞

@parasitiic​ said: [Guard] + reverse (Old protecting Meikai? Yes why not @parasitiic)

[Guard] - Be protective of them or in their defense.

Old always just seemed to jump in front of him and protect him, and it’s probably stupid for Meikai to worry about that, after all, that was pretty much the others function. He was his familiar after all, he was supposed to protect him and jump in front of him. But Meikai couldn’t help the feeling of wanting to be the one to protect him.

He didn’t want to just be a little defenseless child. He could protect himself. He sighed a little, watching Old talk in his defense. Some of the residents weren’t in his favour, as they hadn’t been in the sea kings. And in their eyes, Meikai was pretty much just Aous messenger. But he didn’t have much courage to speak up for himself. 

He grips Olds coat, tugging him back. “ Calm down. “

         He didn’t like how they always treated Meikai like he was the villain. He hated it. He hated how they always acted like his master was the problem, and not the Sea King or themselves. There was little hesitance in how swiftly the young shark moved to stand between his master and the crowd that only seemed to grow angrier with his interference. He’d rather they go after him than Meikai.

        Old always spoke on the other’s behalf, stood up for him when he couldn’t stand up for himself. He didn’t blame Meikai for being nervous or too worried, even without the exclusive knowledge of what was happening behind the closed doors of the castle.

        He stops mid-rant when his coat is tugged on, looking behind himself to give the other a worried expression. Calm down... Had he been too hasty again? He seemed to be doing that a lot lately. But the people just kept bothering his master! He didn’t want to standby and watch.

“… …”

His words were greeted with silence, though her narrowed eyes and gritted teeth spoke volumes. She was by no means pleased by his words… Though she had to admit that she wasn’t surprised by it. She wasn’t surprised by the fact that he wasn’t giving her a choice in the matter. Run, or die here… Those were her choices. And while she wasn’t too fond of humoring him and running, that was better than dying without being able to even put up a fight.

“…While I do miss him, I have no intentions of joining him anytime soon.”

That was the closest she’d get to saying she’d play along for the time being. She had no intention of just letting him kill her… So she’d go along with it, if it meant she’d have a chance.

            He licks his teeth, chuckling softly when she glares at him and grits her teeth. He knew she wasn’t stupid, that she certainly knew better. He wanted the fight she’d give him the next time he caught her, he loved it when she fought against him. It sent his instincts wild. Perhaps he’d grown addicted to that feeling, mixing with his anger and hatred towards her... What a deadly cocktail that was.

            ❝ You get a ten minute head-start before I come to hunt you down, whether you’re ready or not. ❞  

Of course, the feeling of claws sinking into her waist did make her wince… But that wasn’t enough to make her break eye contact with him. In fact, as the pain subsided, she seemed to be watching him with even more anger in her gaze. To have him speak to her with such false levity was absolutely infuriating to her. So of course she chose to simply glare at him.

“I think not. Why would you think that I would agree to play either of those ‘games’ with you?”

She knows full well what he wants… Ultimately, she was no fool. She wasn’t foolish enough to think that this would be a simple game. No. She knew that he wanted this for the thrill of the chase, and frankly, she wasn’t overly inclined to agree to that.

              ❝ Oh of course~ I wasn’t giving you a choice. You can run or I can gut you here. ❞ Growls the shark, his smile unwavering. Of course she wasn’t a fool, they’d fought each other enough, and they knew each other long enough that they both knew what he was wanting. He’d figured she would disagree with him, but he had no problem with that. It made no difference to him where she agreed or not.

            The claws at Tatsumiya’s waist drag upward slowly, shredding the clothing there and threatening to do the same to her flesh. He could tear her apart like a hot knife to butter if he truly wanted to, especially with her locked in his claws like this. There was so much he could do, overpowering her wasn’t hard when she didn’t have that pesky naginata on hand.

           He wouldn’t let her go, however. His claws sink in further, being sure to keep a tight grip on her before he turns her around and immediately sinks a set of claws deep into her waist, forcefully holding her there. He bares his teeth in a sharp smile, sanguine hues staring down at her with a malicious glow to them. What he wanted was blood. This would result in a brawl, most likely, because he knew she’d never simply COMPLY to what he wants.

          ❝ No. In fact, we’re going to PLAY, Miya. Just like old times. How about a game of tag? ❞ His smile suggests it wouldn’t end well for her if he caught her.  ❝ Or would you rather Hide & Seek? ❞

‘Cause you can RUN,      but you ᥴᥲᥒ't HIDE.

            I’m gonna make you

Ghosts

Your pain takes the shape of ghosts, haunting you, always there. No one would believe you if you told them, or understand even if they did. You don't know how to make them go away, or what they want. They just follow you, casting shadows over all you do, being your fears and the embodiment of all you've lost or are afraid of losing. They can't touch you though... Can they?

Tagged by: This one was taken from myself