The sound of a loud crack startled Tia into shouting as she covered the sides of her head and ears with her hands. Damn, that was a loud sound. Another sound hit her ears too, but she didn't take much notice of it.
"Goddamnit Cynthia! What did you do?!" The man's voice shouted. Tia shuddered as she slowly peeked her head from behind her hands, seeing the man and his partner shouting at each other. Tia panted as she took in what had happened, and after a few moments, she knew.
The woman took a shot at her.
As the realization sunk in, she felt her body grow tense with anger. How dare this woman would even think about shooting unarmed children! A low growl escaped Tia's throat as she slowly got on her feet. It was safe to say that this woman was threatening Tia's life.
"You bitch! How dare you take a shot at us! We did nothing to you!" Tia shouted.
The man looked to Tia with shock, as if he couldn't believe that such words could come out of the mouth of a young woman. But she didn't care. Her teeth clicked together as she took a few more steps towards the two people, and the woman responded with several more slurs and threats. She aimed her gun again, but the man grabbed her wrists as he tried to snatch the gun from her again. In doing so, their fingers began to push on the trigger, setting off more shots from the gun.
Tia began to sound more and more animalistic. Instead of human sounds, Tia made snarls and hisses. She dodged the stray bullets that fired out of the gun, snarling with bared teeth. She hid behind a dumpster, panting with nervous energy at the predicament before her.
Then it hit her. The scent of blood. Tia blinked and turned her head to the direction of the scent, and what she saw filled her with shock: Isabella was holding herself, crying, and blood was dribbling out of an open wound.
"Isabella!" Tia cried out. She ran up to the injured girl and slowly put her hands on the arm. From what she could tell, the gash was shallow - a flesh wound. The bullet wasn't lodged in her arm, which filled her with relief. But the fact that Isabella was shot was quick to replace her relief with rage. They shot her. The woman shot Isabella! This was why she hated guns.
And that meant that she was a threat that needed to be eradicated. Tia's head bent down a little, the edge of her hood covering whatever emotion that was in her eyes. The demon in her fueled the rage in her by saying things to pump her up, speaking in a demonic language that she somehow knew.
"Sarac tucto nara delo elect sho. Tucsto nylvo parca delon vex....."
Tia repeated this multiple times, ignoring the woman's goading, Isabella's words of fear and worry and the man's demands for an explanation. She then looked up to Isabella's face and gave a sinister grin. Her fangs were visible again, her eyes gave an ominous glow, and her whole demeanor changed from worried to enraged. But even so, strangely, Tia still showed worry and fear, in the brown eyes that still struggled to stay sane and in control.
She clenched her jaws together before growling, her hand covering the side of her head with a pained groan. The demon was forcing itself out, and if she was honest, while Tia was trying to keep it down, she wasn't trying that hard. She wanted to make these two suffer as much as possible. Maybe make a fun little chase out of it. Yes... Maybe she could....
She struggled to get on her feet, but there were sensations in her body that made it hard to focus on simple movement. She fell back down with a small huff.
'Kill them. Kill them. Kill them. Come on, she shot Isabella. She deserves to die.'
'Damn you! I can't control myself! Don't go all out so fast! I... I can't catch up...'
'If you can't keep up, I'm not going to wait on you.... You better catch up if you want to have a chance on doing your own thing,' the demon hissed.
Tia whimpered and growled at the same time, her pupils narrowing into slits as she looked at Isabella in the eyes.
"She..... sh-shot you.... no excuse.... none. I... I can't control it.... anymore.... p-please.... hide...." Tia begged. She looked down, gave a hissing roar, and then looked back up; her facial expression was more enraged than anything, but there was also a hint of excitement in her eyes. The teenager leaned into Isabella's ear, a soft growl tickling the girl's ears before she spoke: "Your meal will be served to you momentarily. Please wait while I prepare it for you," her warped voice said. The chuckle was soft and quiet, before getting incrementally louder and harsher.
She then got on her feet and turned around to face the two people. They gasped when she did, for they had been watching her slowly break down into the madness within her head.
"What the fuck?! What is wrong with your sister?" The man asked. The woman began to cry, and aimed in an attempt to shoot Tia. Tia snarled, rushing towards the woman with incredible speed before she could do anything. She snatched the gun from her hands, threw it down into the ground, grabbed the woman's neck, dragged her into the alleyway, and then lifted her arms to throw the woman to the back wall, where the alleyways broke off into two directions.
The woman crumpled in pain, crying while gasping for air at the same time.
The demon gave a hissing laugh as it released Tia's tail, the rattling appendage flicking back and forth as she stalked towards the injured woman.
"Darsga tuacto nara velo alect sho. Lucsto naro parca kelun nex..... Get... up.... Get up you sick weakling." The demon said as they stalked past Isabella.