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Senescence was... tired. Which was strange. This wasn't her usual sort of exhaustion, the weight of something like chains clinging onto her broken soul and dragging it down into the dirt. That was there, yes, but this was something more.
She'd been having nightmares the last few days, ones she could never quite piece together in the morning. That was strange in it's own right. Usually, the Proxy didn't put much stock in dreams or nightmares, and rarely did she have them, either. Something about these ones tickled the back of her mind, calling to something she felt she should know, but could never quite pinpoint. Something was missing, and that was new. Or, rather, it was new that she had the realization something was missing, when her memory didn't seem to have any more gaps than it should for a 'normal' cat who could only remember so much of their life.
But she was probably just overthinking it. It was just a nightmare, even if she couldn't help but focus on it. Even if this was the most interesting thing to happen to her in moons. Eh, maybe she'd mention it to Lucistic. They were going to meet up this morning, see what trouble they could get into.
Specifically because she'd intended to meet her brother early, she'd told Innocentia she was going to be staying in the Punishment district for the night, and promptly taken up the majority of the nest all night.
The scarred feline slipped out early, before even the white Proxy awoke, touching her nose to the small she-cat's head in silent farewell, the moment surprisingly tender as she offered an unseen smile. And then she lifted her head, turned, and disappeared without a sound. Off to find her littermate.
Lucistic had multiple self inflicted claw marks across his throat and down his chest, "Oh hey Senescence," He said with a yawn, "I kept, filling up on adrenaline herbs, I don't want to sleep. Every time I shut my eyes I do something awful... So was your weekend better?" He asked before slowly nodding off and then clawing his chest open to inject himself with another adrenaline herb. His eyes went wide again and this time he looked more awake.
"At least I'm not the only one delving into apparent insanity." Senescence smacked her brother full force across the face, with claws, of course, expecting the sting would help to keep him up. Even for the League, this was a creepily casual display of violence among siblings, but that was Sen and Luc for you. They were definitely strange, to say the least. "Mine's nightmares. Haven't gotten a good night's sleep in days, and feel like I'm suddenly missing a lot of memories, when I'm pretty sure I'm not. Stranger still, is I don't feel like the dreams are wrong, and I think all that notion of 'dreams have meaning' is a stupid crock that cats use when they have no direction in life and are desperate for outside influence." She hummed, rubbing a paw over her eyes like she wasn't quite awake herself.
Lucistic flinched and whimpered at the hit as he looked at her and watched her look back at him, as he couldn't help but wince in pain, the enjoyment felt faded and even in his tired state he looked panicked by the change, "We need to get help, like now. I know this sounds insane, but I swear I hear a voice in my head and it's me and I hear myself tauntingly say that moms been lying to us. She's hiding something and maybe it's my sleep deprived paranoia, but she needs to fess up. I think we should just haul her out of DayClan, hover her over a cliff and just tell her to tell us. I don't even want to ask her before hand because she's already made us suffer and needs to suffer too. Also I'm so tired and I know that's mean, but it's her own fault for making us this tired to do that sort of thing."
Okay, this was serious. Lucistic didn't even smile. And she felt a prickle of guilt for slapping him, something that was incredibly unusual. Generally, she'd just have brushed it off. If her emotions were showing, then clearly she was too tired as well. "Yep, let's go." Sen agreed, offering a surprisingly heavy sigh for her and already walking towards DayClan. "I think dangling her over a cliff is too nice though. Maybe we should drag Shule along to scare her or something. That would be a great way to get her to talk, in between the incoherent screaming."
Whatever it was, he was right. Glowstar had something to do with it, and she really had no patience to deal with whatever antics her mother had in mind today. She wanted to get this done with now, before she really did get emotional. What a nightmare that would be. Well, she supposed that was why they were heading out to deal with it.
Lucistic must have taken that to heart because Glowstar was knocked off of the wisteria throne and then gripped into his teeth as he already began hauling her off while she was barely awake.
Glowstar's claws unsheathed until she saw it was her kids and then relaxed looking sleepy again. She liked to sleep in after all. "What are you two up to?" She yawned, "Does Funk E'tan want me in the league, if so you can drag me all the way there, this is fine," She said with a stretch.
Lucistic looked back at Senescence, she was going to have to handle the interrogation part, although that was really hard. Glowstar could never detach them from being her kits. They could never be scary to her only cause actions that were frightening. Which was why hanging her off this cliff was going to be great!
"What have you been hiding from us? If you don't tell us, we're taking you to Shule, and boy, did she seem pretty pissed when we talked to her earlier. I think she'll really kill you this time." Senescence drawled, her tone entirely deadpan and serious. She was the sort of cat you couldn't tell if she was lying or not, because they both sounded the same, entirely blank and with no inflection whatsoever. Of course, she was lying through her teeth about taking her mother to Shule, but Glowstar didn't need to know that. Not to mention the fact that she could take Glowstar to Shule, even if she was lying, and most certainly come up with a reason to make the Superior want her dead in a heartbeat.
Was it jumping right into the deep end of things? Absolutely. But there was little that legitimately scared their mother. The cliff thing might work, but Senescence also wasn't in the mood for subtlety. Of course, she'd been about as subtle as a train to begin with, so that didn't really mean much. She was also just a tad too tired to actually filter her thoughts, which was probably why she'd jumped to the biggest thing first, when usually, she'd have decided to ramp it up slowly. Oh well.
Glowstar twisted in Lucistic's grasp, but it was surprisingly rough gripping her in enough pain to make her stay still. "You're going to have to be more specific, I'm your momma, I wouldn't be a good mom if I told you the truth all the time." From experience her own mom had been incredibly honest with her on a daily basis, never lying about how ugly she was or sugar coating what a disappointment she had grown up to be. Lying was a courtesy that the Regime side of the family family never offered. "And since when did you start getting cozy with Shule? As far as I knew she hated our whole family."
"Answer the question," Lucistic growled.
"BE more specific, I'm not admitting to you twenty things I lied about before we get to the answer you wanted," Glowstar said, her voice more firm and direct, she was using her mom voice in other words.
"I don't know, that sounds okay with me," Lucistic said, even if it would take more time if his mom was lying about anything else he wanted to know.
"We've started hanging out lately. Maybe she just hates you." Of course, this was somewhere between reality and not. They had recently helped her get new Snowys, and well, Kotori was part of her district, so there was only so much Shule could hate her if she wanted information about her son. Not to mention that Sean and Sen got along pretty well. If anyone on Glowstar's site was 'tolerable' to the Superior, Senescence was probably the closest, though no one could say they really cared for each other, even then.
She nodded along with her brother. "Oh, we have time, may as well just start listing things off until you hit the mark or we get bored."
Glowstar squirmed in Lucistic's grip one more time, but it was hopeless unless she was willing to hit her son and she wasn't. Instead though she was dropped, Lucistic stared down at her, the thin sheen of copper gone, it was drowning in dark russet shade like blood. His claws unsheathed and slowly slit his throat close to the shoulder and down his shoulder, but the wound appeared on Glowstar. "Ly?"
Glowstar winced starting to get up, but Lucistic pushed her gently back down, "I'm still Lucistic, though that's an interesting name, let's start there." It felt hard to breathe, but not in the way that he couldn't, almost like he was forgetting how to. Like his body no longer did it naturally unless he thought about it. He didn't even know why he hurt himself, it was like it came naturally, like he knew he wanted answers and he knew that would provide them. Instincts were starting to become all he knew.
"When you two and your siblings were born your father told me there were inner demons in each of you. That didn't matter to me until I lost your father in the flood. After that it was just me and your siblings. Rane came to me a few days later and offered to seal away your powers for many many years. I know it was so he didn't have to worry about anyone being more powerful than him, but if Rake couldn't tame his demons, I felt no one could. I just wanted you to be happy in the ways Rake never could. He loved me, but his demon hurt me. His demon tried to kill you when I was pregnant. He hurt people he loved because he could never stop the assassin inside of him. It's your birthdays, so I suppose times run out." She wiped an eye thinking about Red. She hadn't been there and the seal hadn't been enough to keep the demon inside of him. She placed a paw over Lucistic's cheek, "I loved you and your demon side, it felt like I lost a second litter when I sealed away the demon side."
Senescence tilted her head. Glowstar wasn't lying. And yet, this made no sense at all. A demon? She'd remember that. Especially given who she was as a kitten, she very, very much would have known. She knew it. But no matter how hard she thought, there were no voices, no hints of anything supernatural or abnormal. If there had been, then she wouldn't have had her staunch belief until somewhat recently that no afterlife or god existed. Now everything was on it's head.
"So, the League crypt demon knew me because I'm hosting a demon." She had, naturally, just assumed it had something to do with her father, not actually having anything demonic about her. And her tone certainly suggested she didn't quite believe what her mother was saying. "In that case, why am I having nightmares, but no voices, no apparent powers like Lucistic seems to have been holding out on me with? If I was possessed, I'm pretty sure I'd remember that."
Her muzzle opened a jar, but suddenly she felt something, a lone instinct itching for her to look up. With a single glance she could feel the wind rush down through her pelt like a bite before she could make out what she was seeing. Swarming above in the sky like a dark cloud were crows as black as shadows flapping above her and only her. Glowstar's ears moved back like a warrior moving a weapon back before standing. In one swoop the swarm nose dived towards Glowstar. Soon the dark crowd of crows dissolved into mayhem, no longer flying as one, but like a chaotic tornado all swooping down in different directions and soon their prey wasn't just Glowstar, but Senescence and Lucistic too.
Her claws tore at the crows, but her paws only caught air, they weren't black as shadows, they were shadows. Glowstar smiled sheepishly before darting off, "RUN!"
Lucistic's jaw had dropped a long time ago, but now his ears flattened as he immediately turned tail and ran. The crows dived down at them like a predator closing in on prey, their beaks were sharp as claws gripping, pulling, and plucking at their flesh. Lucistic winced at each wound, letting out small whimpers and groans, "Why is my demon side such a wimp!?"
"This wouldn't happen to be you would it, Sen?" Glowstar asked her daughter hopefully.
"Not me. I'm not this flashy." Senescence deadpanned, rolling her eyes as she kept pace with them. Unlike her brother, she didn't really seem to mind the wounds. They stung, certainly, and she could feel the blood pouring down her body, but to her, at least, this hardly seemed like something worth crying about. She knocked away a crow from her face with a paw, not even realizing that the moment she touched it, it fizzled out of existence. They were moving too quickly, and there were too many, to really notice something as insignificant as that.
Shadows weren't the only things to race after the trio. Soon, they would find their way blocked, as a wall of fire seemed to spring up out of nowhere, blue at the base and transitioning to golden yellow at the top. It scorched the ground, and yet, it only spread to surround them, with no apparent signs of burning anything to the left or right, though the heat of it was immense, and the air rippled with a suffocating warmth.
Glowstar stopped staring up at the flames and at first felt a little too confident that this was an illusion and just about burned her left paw by trying to go through the wall of fire. "Alright, that's real and is in my life now."
The crows at first paused at the wall of flames simply trapping them in before leaping like a wolf into the siblings and Glowstar, ruthlessly striking at them until they were on the ground or barely standing on their paws. Glowstar was wounded the worst, she could feel the wind in her bones, the wounds reaching deep inside of her. Ruby red blood spilling out from the dozens of wounds she was struck with attempting to take as many hits as she could for Senescence and Lucistic. Her whole body felt weighted and had a weird longing to sleep, but an inability to come close enough to death to satisfy that instinct. She was still standing, her legs trembling as she inched closer to Senescence in an attempt to protect her from the swarm. Lucistic lied on the ground facing away from them, it was hard to tell if hew as alright or not and if the blood on his black pelt was his or theirs.
The murder of crows morphed together, their shadowy bodies turning inky like sludge as they melded down into the shape of a cat until they formed Bluejay.
"Wow, so you're our fabled siblings," Bluejay purred, "I don't know Pandora, do we want more siblings, it's already so hard getting mommies attention as is," She said mockingly.
Despite her injuries, Senescence didn't look too particularly effected. She was bleeding all over, so much so it was hard to tell where her rusted fur began and the crimson flood ended, but her expression was the same. That bored nonchalance she was known for, and her body was too loose, eyes not quite blanked out into a void of nothingness, like the Proxy was holding onto the last shreds of her humanity. Now's not the time to shut down. It was like a voice in her mind, but it was her own, so far as she could tell. It was her own monologue that she'd long since gotten used to, though something seemed strange about it now, like a small corner of her psyche unraveling even as she stood there, threatening to release something she may or may not be ready for. "Don't worry about me, mom." Her voice sounded strange in her throat, almost like there was a twinge of someone else in the background, speaking in unison, but it was hard to tell. It was the first time Senescence could recall referring to Glowstar as her mother to her face. Maybe she had done so before, but she always, always avoided it, disliking the familiarity of it. It felt like she was admitting she cared about her mother, and she simply couldn't have that.
"I don't know. Mommy dearest seems so keen to protect them, maybe we're better off keeping them just barely alive. If she wants to pay attention to them, then she can do so by watching their misery for an eternity." Pandora wasn't the cruel type, generally speaking. But she did feed off her sister far too much, so it was easy to fall into it, especially when she was especially angry or bitter. Like now.
Bluejay's shadow was tangible like velvet, it stalked against the trunks of trees and brushed through their figures as Pandora spoke. Where Glowstar's eyes lit up brightly when she smiles, Bluejay's darkened like clouds moving over sunlight when she smiled, "That's almost poetic, trapping them in eternal suffering. I was trapped in that house my whole life, you would have kept my there for eternity if you could have, wouldn't you?" She asked, a smug look across her face as she walked up face to face with Glowstar's trembling figure. Glowstar was looking at Senescence, not even paying attention to her, not even with all this power could she get one moment from her mom. With her paw she slowly pushed Glowstar's aching body to the ground, even in her pain Glowstar tried to resist, but her senses were too overrun with the misery of every wound that it was too much to ask of herself to resist for very long.
"Tsk tsk tsk, you'll be licking those wounds for moon," Bluejay said with enjoyment, "You know Pandora, I think we should lock them up in Keepers Mansion, buy ourselves some time so they don't ruin our coronation ceremony."
