(bet XD)
"Like you aren't a brat? Besides, the definition of control is the ability to influence the course of life in a specific situation. I can control everything about this situation, while you can't control anything." Alissa smirks.
"'Punish me.' I dare you." she replies coldly.
She grins, then hums softly. “come here…” her voice had a compelling nature, forcing Alissa to step forwards.
Alissa raises her eyebrows, but steps forward. She takes back control with a simple push of her bone controlling power; she still had that and the emotional manipulation parts of her power.
She snaps each of Lela's ribs, one by one, her eyes glowing a deep, crimson-violet, her hair raising as if she were underwater.
Lela gasps, doubling over and clutching her chest. She squeezes her eyes shut, not making any other sound.
Alissa smirks.
"What? Can't talk?" she whispers, kneeling in front of Lela. "Not so tough now, are you?"
Crooking a finger, she forces Lela to look her in the eyes.
"C'mon, answer me." she snarls softly. "Say you like it. Say it."
Lelas vision went blurry. She stares Alissa in the eyes and swallows down her own blood. “You…are a masochist aren’t you…” She coughs, gasping as blood dripped from her mouth.
She started going limp after a moment, unable to heal herself. shit-
"I think the word you're looking for is 'sadist,' sweetheart." Alissa chuckles darkly.
"Oh, no, I can't have you passing out on me yet." she smirks, clicking her fingers, clotting the blood easily. She heals the bones only slightly.
She squeaks slightly, squeezing her eyes shut. “Why not just…kill me now?” She looks back up.
"Because then I can't have my fun with you." Alissa replies, darkly cheerful.
Lela huffs, spitting out some blood and standing straight. She cringes at the pain, but doesn’t make a sound. “Whatever you say, darling…”
"Now, what was that about punishment?" Alissa snickers.
She narrows her eyes, then suddenly throws a knife towards Alissa’s neck.
Alissa moves slightly and it brushes against her skin gently, like the whisper of a kiss. She then turns fully and catches it by the blade, looking at it.
"Nice try." she chuckles.
Lela smirks, “Had to give it a shot…” She sits down, leaning against a building. She looked as though she was surrendering.
Alissa flips it in the air before twirling it between her fingers.
"Many people have tried knives, poison, bullets, fire, poison gas. They all failed. I have to work with a crazy dictator, anyways." she smirks.
Lela hums, “That’s nice, dear…” She closes her eyes.
(XD shes like a mother ‘validating’ her child’s artwork that’s literally crap-)
(Lmao yeah)
Alissa hums quietly, going and grabbing her dress, long since saturated with blood, just like her. She slips it back on.
"Well, I must be going. I'll leave cleanup to other people." she snickers. "Bye-bye, sweetheart."
And with a swirl of red mist, she alters Lela's view, disappearing from sight. By the time the woman would gain control again, Alissa would be long gone.
Lela grumbles, getting up with a soft grunt. She slowly stumbles back to her own home, laying down in her bed without even cleaning herself off or getting changed. She shoos her servants away and closes her eyes, almost immediately passing out.
A few weeks later, Alissa's back, doing her own thing and having her slaves do some shopping while she took a walk. She was getting very bored, without any new ideas for things to do.
Lela was still trying to recover, making her own slaves do everything for her while she stayed in bed. It still hurt to move around a lot and she didn’t want to make her injuries worse. What really pissed her off, was the lack of any hero’s having healing abilities.
She huffs and takes a bite of her ice cream, scrolling through her phone. Suddenly, a servant knocks on her door, bringing fresh bandages. She waves them away. “Leave me be…” They nod and walk away. She pauses, then calls them back. “Go see what that woman, the Scarlet Maiden is doing…I’m curious…”
They nod and rush out, now on the look out for Alissa. They spot her walking and freeze in place, watching her from afar.
Alissa hums quietly.
After a while, one of her own slaves taps on her shoulder and notifies her of suspicious individuals in the surrounding area, presumably watching her, and where they were located.
She chuckles, nodding, and continues on her way, still as relaxed as before.
I wonder who would have the balls to send spies after me? she wonders. It was a rhetorical question, of course. There was only one other person she knew of with a slave and spy empire nearly as large as hers. The Dark Beauty. Lela.
The slave follows her, still staying far away from her. They act like they too are just taking a nice stroll through the park, their hands in their pockets. Every now and then they would glance at her, then the time.
Alissa smirks, slowly drifting towards one of the more shady looking individuals.
"Hey." she says politely once she gets close enough. "Why don't you follow me."
They blink and look at her. “I- what-?” They look around.
"Now." Alissa says, putting as mouch force as she could into the single word.
They flinch and follow her, failing to resist their instincts of obeying.
A few other slaves watch, staying far away from the interaction.
Alissa pins the slave to the wall, staring deep into their eyes.
"Who are you?" she asks.
They gasp, “I-“ They stare at her, fear in their eyes.
Alissa narrows her eyes.
"Who are you?" she repeats, voice deadly smooth.
They gulp, “W-William…” They mutter. A ‘missing person’ that was reported a few years ago. He even looked like the description of the missing man.
(Yeahhhhhhhhh Lela’s gotta thing for terrorizing guys- especially ones who are assholes-)