Sora's Darkness V4

He licked her hand.

 

She laughs really hard.

 

"Need help controlling your wild side?" She asked Zack while perching on a tree branch in her human form. She had a towel wrapped around her wet hair and was cradling Jericho in an arm.

 

He looks up. "Kinda. But I don't want Ocean to teach me because I'm afraid I'll lose control."

 

"So who's saying I can't teach you? Controlling that is like trying to control my cells or Sephiroth's insanity."

 

"During that time, I was emotionally unstable."

 

"Ah, then it's more like my son's insanity."

 

"How am I going to heal from this? I am not Sephiroth."

 

"From what I can tell, others have a better grip on their emotions than he does. With a bit of training, you should be fine."

 

He glances at his nephew in her arms. "Is he going to listen to us?"

 

She shrugged as she followed his gaze. "How should I know?"

 

"Jericho, what you are about to hear. Don't tell anyone."
"Ok, Uncle Zack."
He cringes.

 

"Hear?" She chuckled before putting him down on a pile of leaves and teleporting behind Zack with her scythe pressed against his neck.

 

He stood stiff. "Wha...what is this?"

 

She licked her lips as she sniffed his neck. "Fear marinates the soul so nicely. Now, hurry up and leash that fear before I am forced to do so."

 

He concentrates to obey his instructor's wishes but there's a hole that allows the fear to creep back to him.

 

"Tch." She moved her scythe down to his shoulder and slashed it as she patched the hole. "Strike one. You're going to have to do better than that."

 

He sniffed the air and smells blood. He crawls over towards the scent.
He concentrates again. This became much longer as he sew his fear together while doing recovery.

 

She summoned a paralyzed human in front of Jericho.

 

He sniffed the human then stuck out his tongue and head towards the scent from before.
She began to cry.