Deceit of the Damned
A Commission I did for a friend. (Same upload as before, just a lighter watermark)
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“I pledge my soul to the deal...and to you.”
“Perfect.” Jennifer spoke with a grin, before placing a palm over the young girl's wrist. She’d close her
eyes and began to chant something, for just a short moment, but as she did the woman in front of her
began to whimper and tried to wriggle free “Don’t. Move.” Jennifer growled yet again, before continuing
the chant. Finally, Jennifer let go of the girls wrist, and the female stumbled back, holding onto the part of
her wrist Jennifer had recently covered. The girl began to cry and scream, before removing her hand to
look at the spot. There on her wrist, her skin seemed to be burning a fel green, forming into a shape.
Jennifer just stood there and watched with a sinister grin upon her lips as she sadistically enjoyed
watching the woman squirm in pain and fear before her
“It burns!” The woman screamed, falling backwards into a bookshelf, as she frantically tried to rub her
wrist with her other hand, trying to stop the flames, but it didn’t, she couldn’t. “Make it stop!” She
screamed again, looking at Jennifer and before long, the burning finally stopped and the flames died
down. The woman stood there, breathing heavily, dripping with sweat and her chest moving quickly
“What did you do!?” She yelled suddenly, looking at Jennifer, who didn’t move and wasn’t phased by the
woman’s outburst.
“If you were to calm down for a second and look down at your arm, you will see what that was all about.”
just like an obedient little mutt, the young woman looked down at her wrist to find a familiar looking
symbol etched into her skin, the same symbol that was found on the coins that was used to summon
Jennifer
“What...what is this?”
“That symbol represents you being bound to me.” The woman’s eyes widened as she looked at Jennifer
then
“But what if my people see this? They’ll ask questions-...”
“Only you and I can see that symbol, so you need not worry...Now, what is your name? I cannot simply
go on about my business with you, without knowing your name.”
“Marissa.”
“Marissa…?” Jennifer rolled her hand, as if telling the woman to continue, a frown between her brows
“Marissa Wilkinson”
“First name is pretty nice, second name? Rather boring.” Jennifer shrugged, whilst Marissa’s nose
wrinkled like a Bunny Rabbit’s at Jennifer’s remark. Silence overtook the pair for a moment, whilst
Jennifer looked around the room once more, still standing where she had been first summoned, before her
head clicked back towards Marrissa “Now that that’s over and done with…” her eyes narrowed once