Chapter 3: Aftermath Part 1

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Pitch black as far as the eyes can or can't see. A glowing shape of a boy and girl seem to be slowly floating downward in the vast darkness. Finally reaching the bottom, the two figures opened their eyes and slowly stood up on an invisible floor. They are now standing and staring at each other face to face.

Moments later, a smoke-like glow surrounded the two figures, and then they began to change forms. Scales started to appear on the boy's skin, while the skin of the girl started to grow fur. Claws replaced their hands and feet. His neck becoming longer, his face began to morph into a big snout and a set of horns grew on his forehead. Ears popped out the girl's head and one by one nine tails grew slightly above her backbone. Whilst, gigantic black wings sprouted from his back. Both figures hunch over and stand on four feet, as their bodies grew in size. Soon after, the boy and the girl were replaced by a mighty obsidian black dragon and a giant pure white nine-tailed fox. The dragon is standing at 80 feet tall while the fox is 65 feet tall.

The dragon stood on his four muscular legs as he stared at the other animal before him. A throaty rumble can be heard coming from the dragon as a purple glow began to light up in numerous parts of his body. The spikes on his head going down to his tail, his eyes and horns, both of its wings, his underbelly, and the brightest of all coming from his chest area.

His mouth started to smolder and spark as he lifted his head high and his wings spread out. The dragon then discharges a blast of white fire laced with purple lighting towards the fox's chest. The fox was pushed back slightly as the fire and lighting started to encircle around the fox's body. It started to tremble as the pain spread throughout its body. A pentagram of an inverted star and an ouroboros with six rays surrounding it in the center of the star is slowly being branded on the fox's chest. Whilst, a six-pointed star with an inverted star and crescent moon in the middle was also being marked on the dragon's chest.

A blinding bright light began to shroud the two as the dragon continued to blast the fox with its fire. Afterward, when the light died down and the dragon finally stopped firing the marks were now completely seared onto their skin. The fox began to walk towards the dragon and when she was now a few feet away from him the fox tuck one of its legs while stretching the other and then bowing its head showing her neck in submission to her master. The dragon raised his head proudly, albeit smugly even, as he stared down at the bowing fox in front of him.

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Little by little the eyes of the sleeping maiden on the bed started to open. Slowly, her eyesight was beginning to adjust as she took in her surroundings. Calypso noticed that this place was foreign to her, but it didn't matter to her that much. She presumed that they just moved to a different base. The room was nice and spacious with a sleek and modern design. Even in the dimly lit room, you could still see where everything is.

Calypso groggily sat up from the bed and made her way towards the en-suite bathroom with heavy feet. She reached her destination after much difficulty as her whole body felt like lead and just simply breathing was hard for her. There is a burning sensation that comes and goes on her chest. The feeling is somewhat numbing but still painful to some degree.

Calypso reached for the light switch to illuminate the sink area of the bathroom. She saw her haggard self in the mirror. Unruly hair, sunken eyes, and pale skin are the characteristics that describe her appearance right now. She was wearing an oversize white polo shirt, which she believes to belong to Papa Bear Charon. Her jet black hair where all over the place. So, she reached for the drawer where her hairbrush is located. The two top buttons of the shirt were undone so when she moved she saw a glimpse of something on her chest. Curious and confused she retracted her hand from the drawer knob and parted the unbuttoned area of the shirt. Once she saw the mark her whole body began to tremble and a little bit of malice started to spill out of her.

Calypso couldn't take her eyes off of the mark that had adorned her chest area. She recognizes it all too well. The warnings and scary stories that parents used to discipline their naughty child have heard of it. More so, for the demons who have had experienced it first hand. The mark of an enslaved demon or rather a symbol of a curse as what the general populace calls it.

Unbeknownst to her, thundering footsteps came crashing through her bedroom door, and soon after three figures stood just outside her bathroom door. Rick, Condragora, and Charon a.k.a. Papa Bear rushed to Calypso's bedroom after sensing the overwhelming malice that came from her room thinking that she may be in danger, but after what they saw perhaps they were the ones who are in a dire situation.

Calypso's power may have lessened, unlike earlier which engulfed the entire house, now her power is only leaking inside the bathroom. Her expression is dark and grave that Rick and Condragora were wishing they were someplace else other than here right now.

"Caly...," Papa Bear Charon called out to her. Calypso didn't move or utter a single word. She just stood there like a statue.

A few seconds later, her hands heavily dropped down to her side and she began to exit the bathroom. The three men slowly moved away to make a path and they watched as she somberly walked and sat down on the couch inside the room. The expression in her eyes is now dead. It no longer holds the usual intensity that her eyes usually portray.

Papa Bear made his way to the other side of the couch, whereas Rick leaned against the wall near the window and Condragora placed his elbows on the backrest of the couch where Calypso was sitting on. Papa Bear Charon cleared his throat to get somewhat of a reaction out of the lifeless girl in front of him. "Calypso, I know this is not the right time for this; but you have to listen to what I am about to say."

So, Charon began to tell the story of what has occurred that night at the club. "...And this all happened five weeks ago." He finished as everyone's sight never left the still listless teen slumped on the couch.

In the span of five weeks, Charon and his team along with Calypso's parents have reached out to Calypso's master's family and were met with severe retaliation. They accused the HelSo, a.k.a. Hell Society, of what happened to their son on that faithful night. Days went by as the two groups discussed the course of action to be taken for the well-being of both parties involved, and they have come up with one plausible solution for the time being.

How could this have happened? WHY?! Why me? Those are the thoughts that kept running around in a circle inside her head as she listened to the events that Charon was retelling from the time she was still unconscious.

"And because of this, your parents and your master's parents have decided personally that you stay here and serve your master. The last thing that we want is for you to receive the punishment for ignoring your master's summons," as Charon said this the limped girl suddenly groaned and hunched over in pain. The mark on her chest began to glow and hum.

Calypso was biting her lip so hard from the pain that was coursing through her entire body. It was a mixture of being electrocuted and being strangled to death. She couldn't breathe from the agony. The three men around her were glued in their places with nothing to do to alleviate her pain; as they know what this entails.

Soon after, the pain slowly went away along with the light coming from the mark. Calypso was a panting mess for a few minutes, as she tried the gather her bearings. Still hunched over, she raspily whispered, "He's calling me."

The men didn't need to ask who she was referring to. They already knew exactly who was calling for her. A person that they never had expected to encounter that night.

A person whose stubbornness is as big as a mountain and the pride of a majestic dragon, figuratively and literally.

Charon stared at her for a minute longer before reaching out behind him. He placed a red binder on top of the coffee table in between them. It failed to give the reaction he was hoping for when he did this. So instead, he took a deep breath and said to Calypso.

"And there's one last thing that you need to know. You're going back to high school," he announced. Finally, after hearing this the teen girl lifted her head and stared at the man in front of her. Her expression grave and deviod of all life than earlier. She said,

"What?"

So, that is part 1.

See you all in the next chapter for part 2.