The Hidden Curse – The Kingdom of Wrath : PD

Had the Cat witch pushed to hard and fast too soon?  Maybe Katrina does have nine lives after all.

Kiri:  

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Sayaka had simply watched the woman with that same gaze, a gaze of someone who was impossibly serene. The look of someone who had suppressed their emotions to such a point it nearly killed them as a person. Sayaka didn’t change that look till an eyebrow raised at the woman’s comment and her chanting. She didn’t particularly understand, nor really care, what this woman was supposed to be to her, or at least, she didn’t care what the woman thought she was worth to Sayaka. Then as it finished Sayaka felt something she hadn’t in a long time, and it hit her like a bus without warning. Her left hand shot to her temple just before it ended up taking over, tensing up for a split second before it took over. A twisted grin took over only moments before her right hand rose up in a motion that was almost questioning, her fiery golden eyes glowing brightly.

“Truth..? Heheh, overrated! It’s so much more fun to lie, cheat, steal! To kill is the be-!”

Sayaka’s hand gripped her head once more as she wrenched out of that wretched curse’s grip. Sayaka stood quietly, holding her head quietly with her eyes hidden now behind that long hair, but her hand was still in motion as the sound of snapping fingers filled the air. The moment that sound resonated through the air, the earth erupted with three black jagged rocks that all stopped inches from the woman’s neck. Sayaka wasn’t kidding around, the Black Earth having dissipated the surrounding blaze of power the moment it stopped, especially if she was using Black Earth and not her sword. She dropped her hand before looking up once more, with that same cold, icy gaze; however this one blazed with true anger.

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“If you intend to play a joke like that again… I’ll rip your heart out and bury it in a tomb of Black Earth so that it never rots.”

 

 

 

Razorbackwriter:  

Kingdom of Wrath – Castle.

All that theatrics and green mist. The song and the dance were all to do exactly what Katrina hoped it would. In order to slip beneath the calm facade of the Princess of Wrath, she needed to get right under her skin and tease the very beast like you would with a worm on a hook. Appeal to her darkest desire, which of course was to fight. Bring her up and show her to the room, that mystery that plagued Katrina’s mind. It was cold and calculated. Start with a bit of mischief and then turn the game on its head in a blink.

And…it worked.

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The witch was willing to gamble with being attacked as that came with the territory. A game of cat and mouse, but who was the cat and who was the mouse. Like a ripe opening flower, the beast had awoken and that smile was a dead giveaway that the mask had slipped. The voice to come was not the true one of the Princess of Wrath, it was the hidden enigma.

“Truth..? Heheh, overrated! It’s so much more fun to lie, cheat, steal! To kill is the be-!”

“YES!” The witch roared in triumph as the power she was charging grew from the telling of the truth. To the creature that we know no name for, truth was overrated. This one thought that to lie, cheat and steal were the fun things in life. Deceit, deception, betrayal. For that glorious moment, the mask was gone and then the Demon launched a blistering attack, that sent great black jagged rocks hurtling for the witch’s throat. But did the witch flee? No, she stood her ground and pulled her chin back so that the rocks could easily pass straight through and sever all her critical veins, thus ending her right there and then. Proud?…no.. This was not about Pride at all. it was about being right.

But just as the rocks may well split her head from her shoulders, they blasted into fine rock and simply fell back to the ground as the Demon of Wrath reigned in her power. She dropped her hand, but the look of pure and unadulterated anger was still in those cold haunting eyes.

“If you intend to play a joke like that again… I’ll rip your heart out and bury it in a tomb of Black Earth so that it never rots.”

All the green mist and sparkles dissipated, as both had shown their hands. But if you think that Kat was terrified, or fearful at this point, she reacted totally differently to what even Sayaka would have imagined. The cat like charm was returning, the witch’s curiosity sated.

“I had to see for myself if it were true, and you proved to me that you are more than worthy of being my Mistress. A test…nothing more. I shall be honest with you, as you have been with me.” The woman’s wand shrunk back and she placed it in her ear, before she morphed back into the domestic looking cat. The black cat shivered from her front paw to her tail, and then scampered towards the throne, only stopping two feet away to bound up and onto the Demon’s lap. Here, she purred and settled down to sit.

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~RB~

 

Kiri:

 

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Sayaka had to give the cat props for her courage, ticking off a Princess of Wrath took guts, especially when she was of the quieter sort and not so hot-headed as the others before her. No, she was not like that at all, in fact she was more dangerous because of it; she had the calm disposition to think through her actions and what she was doing, planning and plotting into things that could take down even the strongest of targets. Battle was nothing more than a game of chess, and if you couldn’t stay calm enough to plan, then you lost; and with losing came one dangerous consequence: you died.

Sayaka heard the triumph in the cat’s voice, and it made her want to rip the woman’s head from her shoulders without a second thought, even if she had already reigned that anger back into straights, placing that icy mask back into its original position once more. She didn’t speak until she sat down, or that had been the plan anyway, as it seemed that the cat had more to say to the Princess of Wrath. She could tell the creature wasn’t fazed by the threat and that was fine and dandy, didn’t make it any less true at all. Sayaka’s eyes burned with calculation and an icy type of fire, that fiery gold looking almost like a sun in itself in this darker light. Sure, her servants knew better than to mess with her typically anyway, they never knew when she might finally snap and lose all control over her emotions that she had. Hmph.. as though that would happen.

Sayaka watched, and listened to the cat, with a calm, but definitely keenly analyzing gaze which showed that she was now on guard around the woman. After all, she’d forced that Curse to take hold of Sayaka, unleashing a bout of primal insanity. That’s the secret of one reason why Sayaka hasn’t ever been seen using her flames, not that she needed them; the curse laid upon those flames caused her to go into a more primal state, throwing her sanity and cognitive ability out the window and setting her into an instinct run state. She didn’t swat the cat away, much as she would have loved to do so, no, instead she simply looked down at her with a rose eyebrow once more. Wondering just what her entire purpose was with Sayaka.

”Mistress.. hmph, you’re a confident one; but that can be a good trait in a Kingdom like this. So, what was the whole purpose of that test, what was your purpose in revealing the curse which restricts me so?”

Did you expect her to ask any other question really? After all, the cat had just unleashed a secret Sayaka hadn’t revealed in years. Though, at least she didn’t have anyone else to have seen it, even if it would have further reinforced their fear of her; showing even she had a sense of insanity and destructive impulse. She was Princess of Wrath, and even if this was her persona now, that didn’t mean she wasn’t like everyone else.

 

Razorbackwriter:

 Kingdom of Wrath – Castle

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Oh but Kat was a confident one. So confident in fact, that she shape shifted to her cat like form and took up residency upon the Demon’s lap. The way she glanced up with those eyes of hers as if waiting to see if Sayaka would flick her off in another bout of released anger, or hold it in. Keeping that mask down intact now. It was yet another gamble that the cat was willing to take. Bold and determined. She had got exactly what she had sought and her exhibition was a game to see if the Princess would take the bait. No man would have gotten away with such a ploy. It took a creature that was a true hunter and willing to bet her life on what she believed.

“The whole purpose of that was to see what you could become, and the whispers all pointed to it. I wanted to know for sure, your Highness. My journeys across the realms have lead me to see things, things that all pointed to greatness. But with greatness there is always a price. You have yours. You seek control and that is why you wear the mask of ice cold calm. But if one were to get fired up, then there would be a battle royale to control the flames.”Though the cat had not seen the walls of flames and power that went with it, she was clairvoyant enough to know that this power brought with it a curse unseen till now.

The cat used it’s head to try and get under the Princess’s hand to show affection once more. “You would have no respect for me, if I was a simpering little cat. Sure, I can comfort you in the cold of eve and catch your rats, but I have my own powers and foresight that could be of use to you.” The cat’s gold eyes illuminated as she said this.

“I needed to show you my truth, so that I could gain your trust. A bit reckless perhaps, but you would expect nothing less. Am I right?”

The cat spoke in such a way that she was trying to make her point known. She did not wish for the Princess’s destruction, nor to challenge her throne. This was about seeing past the mask, knowing what lay behind…..and perhaps in a way, helping her. If the Princess could see it that way.

“We are all at war within ourselves, my Lady, but an alliance of minds may ease the burden.”

 

~RB~

 

Kiri:

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Sayaka had to admit, the cat was definitely smart about how she decided to go about this conversation now. Instead of risking ticking off the Princess, instead she was using her head and trying to stay on better terms. Making a powerful ally in doing so. Sayaka let out a small sigh as she ran a hand through her long crimson hair, only to set it down on top of the cat’s head and began to rub her head softly like she had before the whole incident.

Sayaka had to agree with the points that the cat was making st the moment. Perhaps the cat was just what she needed to break this damnable curse… to have control once again.. to be able to defeat those who were beyond her reach at this moment. Though she could still use those flames, they’d cause her to be thrown in a battle royal for control against the curse. Leading to a dangerous inner battle that may end with her death spiritually.

“I think I see your point here. Hmmm…. well… welcome aboard is all that I can say. After the war, I think it’s time I started getting back what’s mine. My power. My soul. My fire.”

 

Razorbackwriter:

 Kingdom of Wrath – Castle

It could have all gone pear shaped. Though the cat spoke with a wisdom that came from thousands of years walking the realms, the Princess might have taken it all as foolishness and ripped the cat up by the scruff of the neck to feed to her hounds. Thankfully, the Demoness did listen. The cat spoke in a calm and concise manner that was in no way threatening, but more to explain why she did…what she had done. In order to gain respect, you needed to show your colours. Be willing to take what was coming, good or bad. The added show of affection towards the Princess, which came natural for a cat sealed the deal that the cat spoke true. Why walk the path alone, when you could have someone beside you, that not only had your back but had seen the dark side of the Princess and not fled in terror. As much as it could be the scariest thing imaginable, it took a great deal to ruffle her fur.

Cats think differently to most other creatures. They have a predator like instinct, and see themselves as being above the likes of dogs and in some cases humans. Humans like to think that they are the Masters, when it is very much the other way around. Since the dawn of time, cats have been revered and even used as figure heads for the gods and the great Pharaohs of Egypt. They must have cottoned on early as to their spiritual significance. Painted and carved onto stone for thousands of years, till the time when religion painted them as something evil. In fact, had it not been for the mistrust of the Europeans in the dark ages and beyond, there may never have been a black plague. That was the price man paid for his folly and distrust of cats.

Katrina’s eyes showed a very old soul beneath. Sure, in her bipedal like form she appeared youthful and vivacious. The reality was a very very old woman. Being a cat in form had many advantages. Not to mention the nine lives that went with it. The only problem. Curiosity. It was this same curiosity that brought her to Wrath in the first place, and she was willing to be one of her lives that what she understood to be a rumor, was in fact true.

Rubbing her head to the Princess’s hand it was almost like the deal was struck between them. A way of bonding. The cat then marked the Princess’s skin with the glands in her cheeks, as though marking her territory. From this moment on, the cat would serve the Princess faithfully regardless of the price she may pay.

Kat was welcomed with little word, except that Sayaka put forward that it was now time for her to get back what was truly hers.

Her power, her soul and of course, her fire.

Leaping off the Princess’s lap, the cat then morphed back to the bewitching cat woman that she was when she first arrived. A huge grin on those red lips, that were set against the white of her skin. Her body was enveloped in a black leather suit, and her hair covered with the black cap that only allowed her ears to peek through.

“Then…what are we waiting for, your Highness?”

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“Meow.”

~RB~

 

Kiri:

 

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Sayaka had to give props to the cat, she was smart and wise, and definitely knew how to earn someone’s respect even if it could have gotten her killed in this case. Of course it could have though. And she was courageous to have stood there while Sayaka lost utter control over the Curse laying in wait. Yeah, normally she might have grabbed the cat and murdered her on the spot, but for some odd enough reason Sayaka didn’t; not that she would have, nor could have, explained exactly as to why the Princess didn’t do so.

Sayaka continued methodically stroking the head of the cat, thinking silently about the fact that she was going to have to somehow deal with the curse that was lying upon her Flames. She was thinking about how she would unlock her flames again without losing complete control over herself, for even strained control would be better than none at all for her. For her anyway, but there were catches for just using the flames with the curse active. Even if she could take control, until the curse was broken the flames themselves harmed her.

Sayaka rose an eyebrow at the cat as she jumped off her lap, tilting her head to the side in a bout of curiosity. What was the cat up to? Well, a question that didn’t have a full purpose as it was answered by the cat’s own question. What were they waiting for hmm? Well, that was a good question but…. how did this cat plan to handle this?

“Hmph.. that’s a good question. What’re you thinking?”

 

Razorbackwriter: 

Kingdom of Wrath – Castle

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There is a thing about wearing leather, it feels so good to the touch and Kat was really enjoying her latest fit. Smoothing her own gloved fingers down her sides and purring at the same time. Bizarre to see a cat woman behave this way though it was totally natural to her. Her pink tongue was showing between her teeth as she minced about waiting to see if Sayaka would get up from her throne. The cat had suggested that there was no time like the present to get up off her butt and start working on that curse, but it turns out that while Sayaka though it was a good idea, she wasn’t sure exactly where the cat had in mind to train, so to speak.

“There is this place, called the Hangman’s noose. Before you get ideas, its not some sadomasochism hell hole. On the contrary, its a wrestling pit and fight club. We could go see whose up to get their ass kicked, and maybe earn a few coin in the process.”

Seeing as there were no wars presently, it was not like Sayaka could just roll up into another kingdom’s barracks and start killing soldiers without cause. The idea of going to the club to…spar, was the next best thing to that.

“I’ll even be your tag team partner. We’d be quite the team.” Kat wiggled her brow at her own suggestion. “I can hold my own in the ring, and make it look damn sexy. No man can resist playing around with some wild pussy.”

Kat giggled as she said that. Saying things that mean something dirty was kind of her thing.

“Oops…I did it again baby.” Kat winked and then skipped towards the door. “Come on!”

 

~RB~

 

Kiri:

 

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Sayaka rose an eyebrow, her left eyebrow to be exact, as she tilted her head to the right, curiously watching the cat act fairly strange to Sayaka, but the Princess did have a small smile on her face from laughter. She found it quite amusing that the cat was so excited over an outfit. Sayaka’s own outfit was of mostly leather, with some exceptions here and there, being of a dominantly crimson color alongside other various darker colors. She wasn’t the type to really worry about clothing though to be honest, it never made much sense to her in that respect.

Sayaka’s fiery golden eyes showed an interest in what the woman was saying, in fact her head straightened and both eyebrows climbed upwards in a small show of amusement. Well, the woman had a bunch of ideas in her skull, a good trait to have when surrounded by a bunch of meat heads; which described the Kingdom of Wrath fairly well with few exceptions. Hmm…. well, it wasn’t a bad idea at all.

“Hmm… sure thing. Sounds interesting, on every aspect.”

Sayaka gave the cat a small wink as she followed suit, even she had a joking side on occasion. Sayaka grabbed her long katana-like sword and followed easily, gracefully as well. A small smile on her face. 

 

 

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