Created as Death. by Letomo
Created as Death.
A/N: Another thought popped into my mind. Short, but I hope sensical. As before, I own nothing.
". . . a soul whose hands are stained with the blood of those they have slain without regret or remorse, that this being will be created as death, an engine of destruction and devastation, the destroyer of any who would stand against him . . ."
When the Vengeance Demon went looking for a soul that would fit the description that was required, it found one. In fact, the soul found the Demon, volunteering to be put there. Tee'sayfahn asked the spirit why it was volunteering for this, since the body, as powerful as it was, likely wouldn't last more than a year or so.
"I only really had a year before. Besides, I owe this boy."
When the soul told the Demon why, it started to laugh.
"Rise! Rise! Rise, and destroy all that oppose you!"
The body opened it's eyes. Levering itself up, it began to quickly take stock of it's body, the spirit learning how it moved.
Cyrus gave it a moment or two to gain control, then raised his quavering voice. "As bound by Apep, I demand to know the name of the spirit that answers our call. You have answered the call as one that slaughtered without regret or remorse, that was created as death. You are an engine of destruction, ready and willing to destroy all that stand before you. Name yourself! Name yourself, that we may know you."
The body looked over at the gathered group, the highest ranks of the Circle of the Black Thorn. Strangely, it was an almost graceful, feminine move.
"Mah name is Kendra, t'e Vampire Slayer."