Amanda Red's Story

Red stood frozen at the top of the stairs, almost being knocked over as someone flew past her a lightning speed and right into a room. After regaining her balance she took a deep breath and continued on her way. She looked around a while before she came across a wood door that looked like it had been rubbed smooth by years of usage, traces of gold and bronze paint caressing the edges of each carved design. Red ran her hand over the wood carvings before grasping the cold, woven steel door knob and slowly pushing the door open. The room was decorated in faded color that told the was once bright and vivid in color. it looked it was built in the medieval era, but had been left untouched for many years. Even the brushes and accessories were still placed straight and neatly on the soft pink marble topped vanity. She ran her fingers lightly over the trinkets, brushing away dirt and small cobwebs as she did before Daemon jumped and landed on the bed with a big WHOMP, breaking her from her trance like state. "This is nice, gives off a creepy, haunted vibe doesn't it." He said, flattening out the blanket at his sides. "Actually, i thought it was the opposite, quite peaceful." she said, quietly. Daemon let out a sarcastic gag, "You still think like a mortal, and mortals make me sick when they talk about peace and order with out chaos. I prefer chaos." he said, running hand through his hair. Red rolled her eyes, "Yeah, i know. but, i like this room. it perfect." Daemon cocked his eyebrow, "And isolated, this room is hidden by a small wall jutting out of another wall." he said, crossing his hands behind his head. "So....i like the quiet."
"No, you like being alone ya freak, your weird and helpless and thats why it was easy to get you to agree to our little contract. Your weak, and the weak like to be alone." Red's temper started to grow inside her, she hated it when people called her weak and useless, and Daemon like to call that because he liked her when she was angry. She felt like slapping him across the face but, as usual, she hid her feelings behind a smile. "I may be weak but you still live me right." she said, looking hard into his crystal white eyes. He grunted and looked at the ceiling. Red knew that would shut him up a least a little while, he hated admitting he and Red actually had a close relationship, because to him, admitting that would be the equivalent to the worst torture you could think of. "The taste of blood on my fingers and screams of pain are the only things i love, girly" He said, grinning madly before standing up and moving over to the window sill. Red shrugged and retied the skirt around her waist before walking out of the room and leaving Daemon be. "I wonder who else is here?" she said to herself as she peeked out from behind the wall that was hiding her new room.

Amaya & Cho

"Are you going to sit like that all day? You're so dreadfully boring when you get like this." Cho whined, pacing around Amaya like a vulture waiting for the perfect time to snatch her attention.
Amaya, like every day at this time, was taking a moment to meditate and breath. She liked the times when it felt as if there were no time. Or at least, when there was no Cho. Sitting on the floor, she sat back on her ankles, knees folded, and with the straightest posture. Her hands rested in her lap, and her face was solid and empty. She sat in the front hall, near the entrance doors, so she could double this time as people watching even if she spent the majority of the time with her eyes closed. It was interesting to see the sort of people (and creatures, for that matter) came passing by. It seemed as though her and Cho were the only ones who had yet to form any sort of close bond. Amaya was indifferent, Cho thought Amaya insufferable. None the less, Cho could never wander far from her. Maybe that was the part that made this life so insufferable to her. Never the less, it is what it is.
Cho, disgruntled and impatient that she had yet to get any sort of reaction out of Amaya what so ever, snorted in annoyance.
"You know, it's rude to ignore people when they are talking to you!" Cho continued, itching to get something out of her.
Hoping a response would give her a few moments uninterrupted, Amaya peaked an eye open. "It is also rude to interrupt some when they clearly do not wish to talk." Amaya finally spoke, her tone neither joking nor purposefully mean. It was, and she was, indifferent.
"You have some nerve, you know! I don't know how I put up with such disrespect! That's it, I'm leaving."
"You won't get far, Cho. You never do."
This angered Cho further, she scoffed at it. Stuttering at the unfortunate truth of what Amaya had said, Cho continued her tirade. Stomping up the stairs, she fumed and grumbled to herself, passing a flying Bae. Reaching the top of the stairs, she continued down the hall, continuing to grumble, only letting her anger fester. Seeing Red peaking out of the a wall and Bae, the one who had passed her on the stairs, she addressed them.
"If you're looking for someone to talk to, it better not be that princess down the stairs. Oh no, she'll bite your head off for trying!!"
She was exaggerating, of course, but in her mind that is how the incident went down. Although she had no reason to talk to them, she felt like being spiteful. It was also a bit of a habit of hers to wander off and talk to the other people without Amaya. After all, they didn't get along. She was always a bit of a drama queen, Cho was. But being even down this hallway made her feel as if she had strayed too far from Amaya and she was rethinking going back. But first, she was going to make up some excuse for absolutely having to. Not that Amaya would believe it.
Amaya continued to sit where she was, unaware of Cho's actions and not really caring either way. Really, she was just happy for the quiet. Cho's constant whining wore even the most patient of people's nerves down. Now she just had to wait for her to come back, as she always did.

Red watched silently as another girl arrived from her position behind the wall. When the girls creature came near her, she smiled at and mouthed the word "hi" before is walked away. "Wow, stalker-ish much Red." Red jumped and turned around and almost punched Daemon. He grabbed her fist instead, "Control yourself girly, and let your guard down, you too on edge." He said, still not letting go of her fist. "Your the one who scared me, and i've told you before that i'm always shy at first when i meet new people, i'm not about to just run out there and make a fool of myself. Last thing i want is to come of as some nervous freak." she said, peeking back out around the wall. "Whatever, you already are weird.....Amanda." Red cringed, "Don't... Call me that."
"And why not?"
"Because you know i hate being called by my first name."
"But why?"
"I just hate being called that okay."
In truth, Red had no idea why she hated being called by her first name, she just did. She woke up in the abyss hating that name and always has since. Daemon rolled his eye and transformed into a skin tight gold band that wrapped around her neck, his secondary form. "Well, if your going to stay out and watch people arrive, i might as well do the same." he whispered, making Red giggle a little at the vibrations he caused when he talked that tickled her neck.

Red's head shot up as she was yelled at by the winged girl that had spotted her, "I-i'm fine." Red stuttered and backed away a little bit. "Smooooooooth Red, you really made them respect you now."
"Shut up Daemon, and stop talking, it tickles." she mumbled as she watched the girl turn around and walk back in the direction she came from.

Red frowned, everyone was being social and she was hiding behind a wall were no one could see her. She thought about just going back into her room and being alone but Daemon had other plans. "NO! This is not going to a happy for any of us if you isolate yourself like always." He yelled, turning back into his human form and grabbing Red by the wrist and began dragging her to the stairs. Red pulled hard at her wrist, trying to break free but to no avail as she reliesed she was now flying through air for Daemon had thrown her down the stairs. She hit the ground hard, making her body throb with pain as she tried to sit up as Daemon calmly walked down the stairs. A small line of blood trickled down across her face, "Really Daemon, the contract hasn't even expired and your already trying to kill me." she said in an icy voice. Daemon smirked and ran a hand through his hair, "Oh calm down girly, your fine aren't you? And besides, it was the only way i could get you down here so you could be social." Red scowled at him before looking around at everyone around her. She let out a heavy sigh and gave a half hearted wave, "Hi, i'm Red." she said, trying to wipe the blood off her face but only succeeding in smearing it everywhere.Daemon looked down at her, "You missed a stop Amanda." She cringed for the second time, "Don't call me that, and having blood all over me face wouldn't be a problem if someone hadn't thrown me the freaking staircase." Daemon rolled his eye before letting out an annoyed sigh after her second attempt at clean off the blood. "Here, let me do it." He said, pulling out a piece a dingy cloth from his trouser pocket and kneeling down in front of her. "I swear you are completely useless, you can't do anything for yourself." He snapped as he wiped her face clean.

Red crossed her arms legs and staying sitting down in the middle of the room. She let out a heavy sigh, "See demon, i'm being ignored, so it doesn't really matter either way, can we go back to the room now." She said, Daemon sighed, "No not yet, lets wait a while longer." He started to scratch furiously at his skin as it seemed to crawl. Red rolled her eye and crawled over to him, "All right, turn into your true form and i'll get rid of those maggots." Red said as she watched him scratch harder. After letting out a loud exhale, his body transformed into decaying flesh, his head became a grinning animals skull of some sort and legs turned into that of a hooved animals. His black and shabby wings draped over her as a long bow like bone burst from his back covered in green and black carvings. He grew immensely taller, about 5 feet added on his human forms 6'3'. Red was lifted into the air and placed onto Daemon massive lap, Red looked him over and stared at to revolting maggots that weaved their way in and out of his flesh. She sighed heavily before going to work on pulling every last one of them out of him.

Daemon sat quietly with his arms resting on his knees, creating a protective barrier around Red as he looked over the others who hadn't even looked them. He snorted in annoyance before returning his gaze to the working Red.
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Daemon true form
He is a Leuko Daemon

"Sorry," Gwyn said, watching Red pull out the maggots with slight disgusted interest. "You said your name was Amanda right?"

Beside him, Arian smirked to herself at his accidental use of a name that Red obviously disliked. She delicately trotted away so she could view the reaction from a relatively safe distance. Ah her Contractor were so much fun...! Idiot. Arian inspected Daemon interestedly. He was definitely larger than her own un-wolflike large size of a small pony. She wrinkled her nose slightly at the smell of decay but ignored it in favor of continuing her close evaluation of the surrounding people and demons.

Red's eye twitched after hearing someone call her by her first name, "That's quite alright, and please, don't...call me that" She said before shaking her head to clear her mind. She was going to blow a gasket if on more person called her by her first name. Daemon looked down at her and let out a small laugh, "Calm down now girly, don't want make any enemy's now do we." Red rolled her eye, "Just.. shh Daemon and let me do this." She said before looking over at Gwyn, "And your Gwyn, right? please call me Red, And This is Daemon." She said as calmly as she could muster. When she was done she picked up the pile of maggots and dumped them into a bag and tied it up, not being able to find a trash can she placed the bag next her and Daemon and then patted his dirty skull. "Sorry for earlier, the whole hiding and then falling, and then throwing a fit. i'm just not a very confident person." She said as Daemon slowly turned back into his human form. Red still on his lap.

Right before Gwyn entered the room with Arian, he heard Red and stopped. "No, sorry." He said sheepishly. "It was my fault." He grinned at her. "Nice to meet you Red."

Teeth tugged. The door slammed shut. Gwyn and Arian were gone.

[This'll be the last you see of me for some time. Sorry! I'll be back! :D]

"Nice to meet you... *SLAM* ..too." Red said as the door slamed shut, making Gwyn and Arian disappear.

"Does anyone else smell that?" Daemon said before a voice that sounded like it was only being spoken to him said that dinner was served. Daemon looked down at Red as she looked up him and shrugged his shoulder before standing up and grabbing Red's hand, dragging her up the stairs.

"Stop..walking so fast." Red said as she tried to keep up with Daemon as he pulled her up the stairs, causing her to trip a couple times. When they reached to the top, Red stood in aw at the vast table of delicious looking food before walking over sitting aways back for the keeper and Daemon sat across from her. Red let out a small giggle as a mouse dressed up as a serving man placed a pot pie on her plate. "A...pot pie?" she said to herself as she took a bite of it. "Wait.. This taste like......." Red's eyes glazed over as images flashed through her head, a car racing towards her, a white hospital room, people screaming....Red was brought back out of her trance when Daemon reached across the table and snapped his fingers in front of her face.

"Hey girly, please come to reality." Red shook her head violently and looked up Daemon, "Sorry, i just had those visions again." Daemon slowly sat back in his chair. "Again? well who cares, just eat before you starve yourself." Red nodded slowly and looked back down at her food before taking another bite.

The Keeper looked over at Amanda and Daemon. They were very promising contractors, and Amanda was already showing signs of her memories. The Keeper sipped her tea and said, "Are you getting little flashes of memory back? It is due to your contract with me," she sets her tea down and looks the two over, "Ill explain later, but offerings the the Door will bring them back more vividly. She gets up and walks around the table. She sits next to Amanda and smiles at her, The Keeper looks very young up close, her clothes an mature attitude hide the fact that she is only 12 years old in the body. "When you send other creatures to the Abyss, you get a vivid memory back. The Door will thrust you right there, and you will watch it like movie. With each kill you will get another memory, another piece of yourself back." She paused for a moment and added, "But don't get too hasty with finding your memories, the Keeper of the Clocks took them from you for a reason. If you anger her too much she just might change the hands on your clock."

Red looked up at the keeper and nodded to her. She had had them when she reached the top of the stairs and just now. Red watched the keeper walk over to and sit next to her, flashing her a smile. Red naturally smiled back but it soon faded, "So, i have to kill to get my memories but if i learn to much then i might be killed myself." She said softly, looking over at Daemon who just shrugged his shoulders and continued stuffing his face. She sighed, no matter what out come she would still by dying, by the hand of Daemon or This called the Keeper of the Clocks. "You die either way." She said, looking back at the keeper.

"That's why it is called the Abyss, it is void of hope." she shrugs her shoulders, "but you will find out what doomed you soon enough. The question is, are you ready to know what kind of person you were in the past? You were thrown into the Abyss for a reason..."

"Yes, i believe i am. i would like to know why i was out there." She said, running a hand through her hair. Daemon sat up and wiped off his mouth, "I'd like to know as well, because so far, i don't how she could have ended up in there." Red shrugged her shoulders. "everyone has their dark past, and apparently i have my own to discover." she said, throwing a fork a Daemon and watching him catch it.

Red finished her food and began to take tiny sips of her saki, "You know, that sounds almost like an Akuma, not the one from regular folklore though. The Earl of Millennium, the creator of Akuma, finds people how are stricken with extreme grief over a passed love one. He promises to bring to lost loved one and all the person has to to do is call out that loved ones name and they will come back to them. The loved ones soul is put into a constructed skeleton, but what the one stricken with grief doesn't now is that once this happen The Earl of Millennium orders the loved one to murder the one who called their name and wear their skin as their own. The loved one has no choice, it must do everything the Earl says for it now has no control. Doing this make them an Akuma, a slave and puppet of the Earl of Millennium." Red looked over at Daemon who was giving her a strange look, Her eyes widened, "H-how did i know that?" she said to herself, she couldn't quite put her finger on but she felt like she had known this for her whole life. She placed the cup of saki on the table and rested her head in her hands.

The Keeper watched as Angel sat at the table with his chain. They looked like they had already bonded, and she wondered if Angel completely understood the role of his chain in the end.
She speaks as Angel sits, though she is looking at So-so, "Welcome Angel help yourself," the little mice start dishing out food for him and the chain. She continues, "So-so Since you three are the ones that are here right now, you will get the contract. I don't care how Doldum is destroyed, just as long as he and Marline are in the Abyss before you return."
She looks to Amanda, "You are correct Red, there are many tales of Demons and Chains in folklore. The Keeper of the Clocks is actually pretty new. There have been may before her that go by many names. It seems to me that you wandered for quite sometime before you made your contract if you know about that."
She motions for the mice to pour another round of saki.

Red nods, "Possibly......possibly." Red said as she looked up at the new arrival and smiled, "Hello, I'm Red, and your name is Angel right?" she said softly. She look down the table at the others, "I'm Red and That's Daemon." She said, pointing to Daemon across the table. Daemon threw baby carrot at Red head, letting out a small chuckle as it made a loud thunk against her forehead. Red stared at him with daggers for eyes, "Seriously Daemon? you immature Leuko."
"Hey hey, no need to get testy, just trying to get you out of this fog."
Red rolled her eyes, "Daemon, why do i like you?"
"Because the most awesome Leuko you've ever met."
Red laughed ans threw her knife at him, watching him catch it in between his fingers, his reactions were faster than hers by a lot.

"Indeed, indeed, Sister. Sly here has missed your thousand lashes."
The laughter iced Amaya’s veins; the sound was unnatural and unnerving. But she had heard the likes of it before, in fact it sounded a lot like Cho whenever she would cry. It was as if the world itself were suffering with her, that it had to. She was certain that that was the way Cho thought it, that if Cho was not happy, no one was allowed to be happy. Maybe with her brother… Her brother?? The idea snapped into her head, she had just thought it automatically despite it being such an obscure thought. Well, he had called her ‘sister’ and they had such similarities, but it seemed such a quick conclusion to come to and be comfortable with the idea already. This was odd; maybe she had known the two before…
Amaya shook her head, no more thinking about it. She emptied her mind of the subject.
”Dinner’s Ready.” she heard through the hall, although she did not immediately respond. She heard others going towards the area, but continued to stare at the stranger. Cho seemed to be irritating the boy… What was his name? Did he mention it yet? Sly, thats what the creature had called him, maybe that was it. Either way, it was probably more impolite than not to continue speaking without an introduction.
”My name is Amaya.” she said, noticing the Sly's increasing scowl as Cho continued to probe him and his creature with giggles and her nails. It wouldn’t be too difficult to understand, though, if that thing truly was her brother. But then again, she told herself not to think about it.
”I am sorry for her. I would like to say that she isn’t normally like this, but I would be lying.” her voice was light hearted, but that didn’t stop Cho from taking offense.
”See? See how she treats me? I don’t know whos the real demon here, her or me. I can’t go five minutes without her insulting me. It’s unbearable.” Cho whined to Infernus, shooting a venomous look back at Amaya for ruining her all-too-fragile good mood. Oh well, not that it could be helped.
”How about some food?” Amaya offered to the entire group, standing and then departing before Sly had a chance to answer her. The air between them, if there had been anything in the past, would stay clearer without Cho making him miserable as she did to everyone around her with a male persuasion about them. She took to outside, seeing everyone at a table and taking a seat next to a boy in a pink sweater. Cho had followed her out of habit and the promise of food and took no pause to join at the table and float among everyone.
At the table was the Keeper of the Door, the Puppeteer, the boy in the pink sweater beside her, a boy she did not recognize, and a girl she did not recognize either. Cho must have recognized her, though, for Cho found it appropriate to go float across the table about an inch from her face and exclaim ”Hello, there, Shy One! I’ve missed you.” she then looked back to Amaya to add, ”This one listens to me when I talk.”
Amaya just looked at her, not knowing how to respond, after all, she didn’t know the girl herself. The boy next to her was blushing, almost as pink as his sweater. He looked so boyish, such a stark contrast from the other boy who was so…aged. He just looked dangerous. She was to watch him closely. This bunch was odd, she paused briefly to look back to see if Sly had followed her.

Red rocked back and forth in her chair as the one named Cho flew up to her, "Nice to see you again as yell." she said softly. Red picked up her newly filled glass of saki and took another sip before giving Cho a small smile which was cut short when Daemon kicked her under the table. Red's eyes twitched and she bit her lip before kicking him back. Daemon over exagerated the pain from her kicking her and threw himself out of his chair and onto the floor, rolling around like a lunatic. Red sighed, "please excuss him, he's missing a few brain cells the poor daemon." she said, running a hand through her hair.

Red and Daemon had stayed in their own little world of throwing sharp objects at each other, resulting in two small cuts on both of Red's cheeks and on cut on Daemon's hand, until the Prince said they would be starting the mission. Red sighed and stood up, "Well, won't this be fun, right Daemon?" she said, looking up at the leuko with a slight smile. "Yes, very." he replied, grinning a devilish smile as he looked around at everyone else.