Desdemonism

[Shaon]

DESDEMONISM

DID YOU FEEL THAT?

It was a dream world. Two people spoke to each other, two familiar figures that couldn't look any more different.

One was tall. Black hair, black eyes. Black fur on black legs.

The other was shorter. White hair, white eyes. She sat on an invisible chair.

I CAN'T BELIEVE IT WORKED.

Neither of them moved their mouths as they spoke.

WE HAVE MORE AT LAST.

He moved slowly, walked over to asked them what they meant.

But he could not walk.

THE PANTHEON HAS RISEN TO FOUR, AND-

The white one-- a girl-- turned to face him, startled.

THEY'RE HERE!

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He awoke thrashing about, or at least he would have if he arms were not restrained.

Thinking back, he could not remember having his arms restrained, or being put into a monotonous white room, or his name, for that matter. In fact, he could not remember anything except that bizarre dream.

And one more thing, his instincts pointed out. He remembered not being considered normal and, a few sickening cracks later, it became apparent why.

He could shapeshift, he realized, as his now longer, clawed fingers sliced through the arm restraints with surprising ease before crunching back into their normal shape. It was almost subconscious, and much less painless than it sounded.

In fact, he was just about to try out his abilities when the door opened and a woman's head peeked through. The head was like his, except it had an unusual pair of black ears like an animal he could not remember the name of. Was she a shapeshifter, like him? It seemed like her ears were unnatural, not like what he could do -- there was just something wrong with them that he could not figure out.

He glanced at his now-ragged sleeves and realized that he was likely restrained for a reason.

"Puck," said the woman, and sighed. She walked in and picked up the tattered restraints. "Puck, you really need to learn to control your shapeshifting. If you do, Highland might let you take off that silly jacket." She glanced at her watch and shrugged. "Can't get you a new one, I guess, we'd be late for your meeting with him! Come, Puck." She put a firm hand on his back and guided him out the door.