40 Wounded animal

My vision grew clouded.

It had been an extremely long time since I felt this way.

I wanted to… for some reason… just cry.

"Big sister…" I cried softly; my voice sounded so weak one could hear the pain within it and could not help but reach out.

"Little Jie-" 

"Tyna, listen to me don't call out-" 

I heard my mother. I heard the terror in her voice – but how could I listen?

The sadness – I had no idea where it came from. The system in the background had long been forgotten, while the shocks it distributed were all useless. I had fallen once again... My mind clouding my judgement with the only thoughts racing through it-

"Big sister…"

I could not understand why I would somehow feel this way because of this girl-

I shook my head because I had forgotten exactly what I was – originally was – I needed to be reminded and she-

"WHAAAA … big sister...?" 

I cried out like a wounded animal for help, knowing that my eldest sister will not let me down.

"Eldest sister..?" 

"TYNA DON'T CALL-"

There was the feeling of winter, the scent I had-

Memories surfaced: flashes of white snow; vast expanse of ice, millennia of years old; the sound of cracking-

Sitting in the patio, it was easy to see the effect that the otherworldly being which seemed to appear from nothing had on the surroundings. Enthralling wings spread behind her, seemingly blotting out the world around her.

Everything grew still, even time itself.

"What you are you should be fully aware of and take your place!" 

As she spoke to me, her voice, that I once remembered singing gently to me in my distant past, was now hard, commanding, as though talking to a slave.

"Forgive me Great One. I have overstepped."

"You meant well, but the youngest is hurting. A sister must comfort her sibling when she is hurting." A cold hand caressed my right cheek and I closed my eyes to imprint this feeling which drove the sense of betrayal away from my aching heart.

"You hurt, Littlest?"

"When you had died so stupidly, tragicly, I had ached for you. Gai is gone. Littlest, no - you hunger, don't you?"

My tears fell, each drop resembling a leaky faucet, one hand at clenched in a fist I listened to my eldest sister while she drew me towards her.

I walked forward blindly into her arms.

***

Chángè. The eldest sister: " This new body of yours is so weak! Don't you feel restrained, little sister?" 

The second youngest sister, the dotted one who had suffered because of mother...

Chángè clenched her hands into the shape of a fist. The world trembled from their presence. But did she care?

Her sister had suffered and was brought to this world to suffer even more.

Chángè sucked in an icy breath. Should she-

"If you help her, will she grow truly strong?" Suddenly, a musical voice was heard; Chángè tensed then spoke in a flat tone, not even bothering to turn and view the new guest.

"Middle child. So you have appeared." 

"Ah eldest sister, I should be able to visit the youngest, yes? After all, I am aware as to why you are here. You wish to gift her one of your servants." 

Chángè finally turned to glare at this sister and flashed a smile. It was too sudden, shocking Yandera, who blinked in order to clear her vision.

Both of them had settled with mates, passing through hardships to get to this point. It had been a few hundred years, with Chángè becoming a mother with her own young, and her sister – who watched with the usual predatory gaze – seeming to be in the process of the same thing, but after so much hardship would she-

"Mother has shown herself, it was for what I had done to the first pod that I had to pay." 

Chángè's eyes slanted.

"Anger and agony are better than misery. Isn't that what you had said before eldest-" 

"Shut up! Do not agitate me, middle child, this world is groaning already under our combined presence!" 

"You have frozen it all, eldest sister, nothing will happen." 

Chángè sucked in a breath then turned to look at her sister Yandera. if Chángè represented both death and life... Yandera represented misery and agony and the youngest in their pod?

She fed on them all the image of a vulture-

"Big sister... Eldest sister. I am better now. Please don't destroy this world! it is my home now until I am stronger." 

Chángè brushed her sister's cheek once again, sparing her a smile, while the middle child gazed at her little sister with raw obsession.

" Yandera! Do not take her!"

Yandera sneered at Changè before leaning closer to her little sister, then inhaled her scent.

"Little sister still has that baby scent." 

Tyna slanted her eyes and roared; it was a testament of the linage they shared.

With a low hum, Chángè watched her little sister a while longer before hugging her close and slipping from the world, dragging a fuming Yandera with her.

"I will send a servant to the world for her. Mother said that we are allowed only one servant and no more." 

Yandera pondered a moment longer than smiled. Though they looked almost exactly alike Yandera had an extremely twisted look to her.

Before it had not been like this, but after her punishment and Chángè shouldering some of it, they both had become-

"I need to return to my mates, I will visit your world soon to see your spawns, eldest sister," 

Chángè in her true form looked at the dot that represented the world where her sister dwelled. Compared to Gai this world was massive, but that didn't matter. With a thought she summoned a servant who refused to serve her wholly. She tossed him towards the world callously, before turning away.

With a flick of her wrist, she sent him images of her sister and gave him his freedom.

"You wish for me to pursue this human?" 

"Human? In the world where I have tossed you, five males will die. Choose a body to occupy and watch her. This will allow you to have a body once more and, if nurtured right you can even evolve. You don't have to mate the girl, just watch her." 

"Giving me freedom even though I despise you? Offering me a chance to have flesh again and even a mate? What is she to you?" 

Chángè chuckled and spoke softly. This was good not even here could she control him fully; her males were a step below him. Destroying his fleshly body was all she could do, along with trapping him in her world. He had been too unstable after the death of her sister. Sigh … him have a choice? He will become a slave to his mate.

"My youngest sister!" with that she left, leaving him alone, her face stretching into a grotesque smile.