The Take Over. Cursed be the witch.Mini Series. Part one.
Thud, thud, thus....thud.......thud....until her heart would beat no more. Black liquid consumed her heart, pumping the vile stuff around the lifeless body as the darkness her Grandfather had cursed her with took what it wanted. Alicia had no idea this would happen, for she was certain she had a good handful of years left to find the amulet of Paragon before the curse consumed her. But what she didn't know was that from the depths of hell where Alfred now lurked, he had been able to gift the curse this night to be free and do all that it wished-- regardless of the aftermath.
After all, whatever happens this night will be left for Alicia to deal with come the morrow, no matter what it was.
--9:00pm.
Lids flickered, slowly at first but soon picking up the pace to almost attack the lights that were now hurting them. This was no person, no demon, it was a dark entity that could only live after it had spent many years of infestation and consummation of the hearts life that it beats out every day. If Alicia was happy however, things were slower despite her heart beat heightened. Lowest days was where this thing could drain on her quicker, for there was nothing better than a sad, depressed and drunk one to simply flow within and attack every weak area it possibly could. This was no longer a lost witch in need of help, this was a dark creature that wanted to have it's time, and by Satan himself it was gonna.
Eyes eventually fought enough to see, peering with blurred vision around the room it was contained within. Pale pink walls, pictures of cats, humans and other various objects adorned the walls as it sat up, glancing down to the body it had been waiting so long to finally get a full hold over. "Fun", words croaked out of a dry mouth, lips cracking as it spoke-- after all the body was dead and dying until the liquid could fill the entire vessel and give it a complete new life that would last till the morning. "Alicia, I'm Alicia. Hello. Nice to meet. Nah f*** this". Originally wanting to blend in enough to mingle with her friends and family so that it could do the most damage to her before she was returned to her body. Right now she would be lost in limbo, no where to go, nothing to see and no don't sick to her stomach with the worry of it all.
"Pixie" catching sight and sound of the hissing cat, clearly aware this was not her owner and daring it away, protecting the kittens that hide behind the bulge within her stomach. With one hand the body moved in an attempt to grab her, but Pixie was quick and smart enough to move with speed away from the being and flee through an open window onto next doors balcony. It had no interest to chase something so small and instead pulled the body up to finally stand, uneasily at first as it got the final grasp on Alicia. Her heart was not it's, black as the ace of spades. With this feeling and power it now had, it would head to the bedroom where after rummaging would be dressed in one of Alicias' tight black dresses-- not without ripping the sides with sharper nails.
Following on was knee high black boots, hair changed from the blonde she had dyed it back to the black it desired, allowing it to fall delicately upon the slender milky white shoulders-- straight and longer. Lips were red, eyes were smoky -- though eyes themselves had changed completely and this was nothing that the creature could control. You see the soul through the eyes and now there was no soul, there was nothing but the dark entity it was lurking behind them. Therefore they would become sky grey until the thing struck, for each kill would result with them glowing a beautiful crimson as the creature felt the pleasure of watching the life drain from others.
--9:58pm.
Black cloak now pulled around the slender frame, hood up to keep the empty eyes hidden as Alicias vessel made it's way outside into the beautiful night. The moon lit the streets with her beauty, almost causing the creature to cry out to her, wanting her, feeling her...needing her. It wanted power, be it from the moon or not. "Ali" called out Jack, one of her neighbours as he locked his car. "You not at work tonight, girl?" bounced his voice with every step he took towards her, though as he neared his expression of glee turned to that of concern as he noted her attire. "Where you off too, early Halloween party?." With that the creature pushed left hand out, curling digits around throat before leaning down to touch her nose to his "shhhhhh, come to my party". And with that her fingers curled inwards, nails like daggers tore into flesh to eventually slice through the artery--spraying both himself and the ground with claret.
"What was that?" it asked as the male choked not only from the force of the hold but from the blood building up within his throat. "Yessss" it hissed as tongue came out, licking against own fingers still lodged within throat, though the man still fought against all of this as his eyes soon became void of life. "I'm free".
