Chapitre 1: Chapter 1 : How We Met
"Mommy! Mommy! Tell me a story!" A young boy enthusiastically cried. His mother's reddish hair swayed with her turn. Her swirl patterned irises, her most defining features, stared down at the boy with a warm color.
"Shouldn't you be doing your homework, Goten?" She asked.
"Yeah, but I got bored." He answered with a big smile. To him it didn't seem like much of a big deal even though she'd disagree with that.
It was hard getting her son to focus on things that didn't pertain to the woods that surrounded their home.
He was much like his father in that aspect. Perhaps telling him a story will satiate him enough to get him to focus on his homework later.
"Fine, but you have to promise to finish all of your homework before school tomorrow, okay?" She offered a compromise. "Pinky promise?"
Goten frowned slightly but decided that it was the best he'd get.
Unlike his siblings who always diligently did their schoolwork, Goten never found any sense of fulfillment of doing it unless he would get something out of it.
The little hybrid raised his pinky to wrap around his mother's larger one. "Pink promise."
"Good." She moved to sit down on a dining room chair. Her son wasted no time in hopping onto her lap to get nice and comfy for the story. "This is a story that you and your siblings haven't heard before."
"Not even Gohan?!"
"Nope. I've never told him either." His mother smiled.
"Woah~! Cool! I'm the first one to hear it! What is it?!" Goten asked excitedly.
"A story about a void of darkness illuminated by a single speck of light."
As long as she could remember, she had always been alone. But that was fine, she never needed anyone.
No matter who approached her, no matter how many people tried to hurt her, no matter who wanted to abuse her power, she had always triumphed.
A little girl who could control anything she wanted with very little difficulty, the world always just a mere inch from her fingertips. Nobody could understand the desire to control, to force even the highest of society to bow down to her like a mere dog.
Just a point of her finger and… BANG! Another pet to add to her growing herd of animals.
But there was always something, not someone, stopping her from taking that last step.
The step that would separate her from the rest of the people who walk these streets. Any time she was given an assignment she would wonder why she never just turned their brains into a slobbering mess. It's simple…it's easy…it's…
"...Liberating…" She muttered, yellow eyes staring at the blue skies above.
But she can't, because even a devil whose purpose is designed for controlling others can be tied to a leash.
So, what happens to that devil when she meets someone who walks freely upon this Earth. Someone whose spirit cannot be controlled no matter how much she tries.
Could she finally be free?
"Your eyes look funny!"
Makima blinked at the monkey-tailed boy standing on the floating cloud. Out of everything she was expecting to deal with today, this strange creature wasn't one of them. Was he a devil perhaps? A monkey devil?
"Hm…most people fear my eyes." She replied calmly, holding the leashes of her pet dogs. Makima's yellow eyes contained multiple blood red rings. Everyone around her found them unnatural, the only piece of her appearance that reveals her devil nature.
"Really? I think they're funny!" He laughed happily.
"Or maybe he's just an idiot." Makima sighed to herself. She examined the boy's features, his weird spikey hair, the orange GI, red staff tied to his back, monkey tail, and floating cloud. If anything he looked less like a devil and more like the physical incarnation of Sun Wukong from Journey to the West.
Makima noticed the looks the two were getting from the rest of the people at the park and decided it was best to leave the boy before unnecessary trouble came her way. Not that she wouldn't be able to deal with it, but it would be a damper on this nice day with her pets.
"Hey, why do you have so many dogs?"
"They're my pets."
"All of them?!"
"Yes."
"How can you have so many pets?"
"It's simple when you know how to keep them under control." She stared him in the eyes, still confused by how unfazed he was by her stare.
"I never had any pets, but Master Roshi has a pet turtle! I think…I'm not sure if Turtle counts as a pet or not. I'll ask him next time I see them!" The monkey boy exclaims.
"I see." Makima says before walking away with her dogs. She felt a small bit of irritation by the way the boy followed behind her on his cloud.
"Do you have any food? I'm pretty hungry!" He asks her.
"No." She replies but considers giving him a dog treat in her bag.
"Do you know somewhere that I could get food?"
"There are several restaurants around the city."
"I don't have any money."
"I see." She yanked on the leases, ordering her dogs to move faster as she increased her speed. Makima was hoping that the mysterious boy would get the message that she didn't want to continue talking, but he seemed to keep following her like a lost puppy.
"Huh? Actually…" She stops and turns to look at the boy, who tilts his head at her. "Fine, I'll buy you something to eat."
"Really?!" His eyes lit up just like a puppy.
A creepy smile crept across her face at the implications filling her head. There was always a sense of satisfaction she got out of treating others like pets to control and this boy was proving to be pretty easy.
Just buy the dog some food and he'll take to you like his mother. Simple, enough.
Chapter end...
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