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She leaned over him, caressing his face gently, before she planted her boot in his stomach and yanked the knife free. He let out a scream of pain as his blood began to pump out wildly. She pulled out the remote for my collar, and a second later, it slipped off my neck. I was curious how she’d been so confident she had the right button.
"You like when I call you that, right?" Aurora asked him. "Does it still sound sweet to you now?"
She dragged him toward the table.
I moved to help her–I would always help her–even though I was weak with blood loss and hunger.
She shook her head. "This is a family matter, Cain."
She heaved his body onto the table.
Aurora bent over the Demon, her eyes wild. "I'm going to make you suffer," she hissed. His eyes widened and he tried to squirm away, but she pressed down on him, and I could hear the sickening crack of bone as she broke his wrist.
He screamed again as she ran a finger through his blood and licked it off. Her violet eyes were darker than ever now, and I knew that whatever happened next would not be pleasant for her good old dad.
"Time for some fun," Aurora said cheerfully, her voice bubbling with dark anticipation. She moved around the table, snatching up several instruments of torture that had previously been lying dormant in shadowed corners. Taking them in hand, Aurora began her work in earnest– first slicing open his arm so that it bled freely before clamping it shut with tight metal pliers, then moving on to pierce him with hundreds of tiny needles until he was writhing in agony.
Every move was precise and planned, yet mercilessly brutal.
She watched as he writhed in pain, a satisfied smirk on her face. When it was done, she took a step back and looked at him one last time with cold eyes. The hatred that had consumed her moments ago had been replaced by an icy calm that seemed like it could last forever.
"It's time for you to go," she said softly yet firmly as she plunged the knife into his chest again with one swift motion. His body went still and his eyes closed as darkness embraced him for the final time. Aurora leaned over him one last time and whispered something inaudible before turning away from the corpse without another glance.
Then she turned that cold, dangerous gaze on her mother.
"You left me," she said, as if the pain she felt had been replaced with nothing but icy cold rage. I knew that feeling. She was just like me.
"Help her," her mother's eyes begged me silently as her gaze met mine. "Help me."
Like I cared about what that bitch wanted.
I loved Aurora just the way she was.
But I remembered all the times Aurora had pleaded that she didn't know who she was.
She wouldn't want to be this person who was descending into madness.
"I didn't want to leave you," Nina pleaded. "I had to."
"Shut up." Aurora's voice was as quiet as a caress. She unstrapped her father so she could push him off the table. "Get on the table, Mom. You made me who I am. You left me for him. You made me just as much as he did. So it's time to show you what I learned."
"Please, Aurora," Nina said weakly. "I love you."
"If you loved me, you wouldn't have left me," she disagreed.
"Aurora," I said quietly.
She turned toward me, and her beautiful face was almost unrecognizable without the usual spark of life.
This was the other person who lived inside her, the one Nina had talked about.
The one who had killed.
The one who had survived the Demon by becoming like him, instead of becoming his opposite like the Aurora I usually knew.
"I love you," I told her quietly. "All of you. Every bit."
She had to find a way to bring those two sides together. To stop hiding from herself.
