#prettyhcle

There was something about acquiring a fresh host that put Michael in a good mood. This one was just what the Demon had been looking for, and it didn't take long for the demon to feel at home. Though the boy had been deathly ill for a long time, that was no obstacle for the demon, instantly bringing him to the peak of health, something both siblings had been praying for. He doubted they had imagined anything close to what was happening in mind though. He took his time familiarizing himself with his new host, only to remember there was another in the house. It had been a while since he had a proper play thing, and he knew there was a sister, just ripe for the picking not one door down. Making his way over to her room, he sat on her bed as he slowly pulled the blankets off the sleeping girl. The boy's memories didn't lie, and he knew she would make a fine pet indeed. He knew there was no way she could resist him, but it would be so much more fun to corrupt her the slow way. He could take any girl any way he wanted, but making her his, in mind and body would be so much more satisfying. "Sis? Wake up. We need to talk." He said as he wiped a hair out of her face gently, speaking softly just like the brother she had always known. He would put on this front until the opportune moment to reveal the truth.