Page 57 of Hidden Sacrifice
The tattoo moved as if screaming, vibrating in anger and fear as it started to sink into my skin, turning docile. Once it was set, Aggie pulled the bone-free, and the skin healed immediately, leaving a new rune.
“You could have warned me you were about to stab me,” I said with a laugh as I admired my new ink.
“If I warned you, the spell might have tried to dodge the attack,” Aggie said simply, cleaning the needle bone off. “Your shape is free. You can only pull from the cells you have. If you want something new like horns or a tail, you must grow those cells first. You can push power in to make the cells grow faster or let them trickle in naturally. You can move and shift your current cells such as taking from your ass to give to your tits. Personally, I think your measurements look perfect.”
“So, what should I start with?”
“Color doesn’t require any new cells,” Jasper suggested.
That gave me an idea. I looked down at my arm again, imagining my skin a deep red rather than the pink I attempted earlier. My skin tone instantly darkened until it looked like someone had painted me using blood.
“It works!” I exclaimed, doing a little happy dance on the bed.
“Try the hair next, Fox,” Justice said excitedly.
As the thought crossed my mind, a sensation like cold slime started, on the top of my head, working its way down the strands, turning them dark as night.
“How do I look, boys?” I said, turning my head to allow each of them a good look.
“I love it, Princess,” Jasper said with a smile as he crossed his arms over his muscular chest with a smug look across his face.
Justice seemed to be studying me, looking from my face to my hair and back again.
“This doesn’t feel right, sorry, Jasper,” I said, quickly realizing while that was fun, I didn’t feel like that was who I was.
“Fun for a special treat. No limits or judgments, Princess,” Jasper said with the same smug grin.
I focused inward on my mental version of myself. The me I saw in dreams, even if I could never fully claim to have seen that version of me either. It was me deep inside that I could see without seeing.
My skin seemed to know exactly what to do as I felt the strangest sensation of pieces of me moving around while other areas felt that weird slow cold crawling. It was over in mere moments, but I couldn’t help the shiver that raced through my slightly taller spine.
I felt the urge to get off the bed and stand in my new body, and I needed a mirror to see what I had done to my face. I scurried off the bed, and everyone moved out of my way. I didn’t focus on any of their emotions; I wanted to see it for myself before I learned what they thought. It’s hard to be judged on who you are at your darkest level.
Running into the bathroom, turning on the crystals. My reflection was so familiar, I was momentarily confused. Part of me had expected something more drastically changed. As a human, I remembered standing before the mirror, poking at everything I wished I could change. The girl reflected in the mirror was the same as the human version, only, slightly paler and maybe three inches taller. My hair was back to blonde, light blonde but otherwise normal. My eyes shone out in the same green they always had. I smiled, knowing that somehow during this journey, I had come to love who I am.
Jace and Justice were still on the massive bed waiting for me while walking back to the bedroom. Aggie was now standing facing Jax as they seemed to be in an argument. Jasper had a wide grin as he looked right at me.
“See, the classic fits just fine,” Jasper said, waves of pride coming off him.
“This will always be me,” I said smiling, knowing that I meant it. “But it doesn’t mean I can’t have some fun from time to time.” I changed my hair to black, letting the color wash down the strands.
“Oh good, you’ve found a form,” Aggie said, clapping her hands as she turned from Jax. “Moving on, let’s get some basic shields, protection spells, and of course birth control on you, then I can head out to log all the details from today and submit them to the record hall.”
Aggie got to work stabbing angry globs of ink in the shape of crows into my skin. It almost looked like one crow in various states of flight when she was finished as it soared up to my shoulder. She packed up her belongings, and I thanked her for giving me the runes. I was finally a demon, a full demon.
Buuuuuuuuuuuuuzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
I looked around the room at the sound of my phone vibrating before the boys started reaching around as their phones began to ring.
Jasper got to his first, turning on the screen. “Shit.”
CHAPTER19
LUCIFER
Whispers of voices echoed inside my head. All the chatter of the other fallen angels came through in hints of phrases whenever I opened myself up to the power of my angelic blood. The voices have been louder over the past few centuries, culminating into a cacophony so boisterous it frequently would wake me from sleeping. But there was much to gain from listening to the celestials so near the gods.
The gods were not quiet, nor were they humble. Particularly so when it came to their creations. Our entire section of the cosmos was running incredibly close to the end of its run. A change was coming. One set into motion from the moment our pocket of existence was created. And it all comes down to her.
