The Guardians of Chaos and Nether
A small girl with white hair and a red dress is floating slightly above the ground. She is in a peaceful coma at the center of the crater. Occasionally the girl stirs in her sleep.
Cairne approaches the flickering floaty girl.
The girl stirs slightly, seeming to very faintly sense something near her and responding to it in her dreams.
Cairne sighs, releasing a dark purplish cloud of an unknown substance. The cloud, as if seeking a target, drifts toward the unconscious girl.
The girl screams in her dreams, as if having a nightmare, but the screech cuts off halfway through. A small, red ghostly leech pops out of the body and starts crawling across the ground.
"There, there, come to papa," says Cairne in a tender tone.
The leech seems to struggle even more to get farther and farther away from the chaotic man.
Cairne sighs again, gently picks up the ghostly leech, and strokes it softly. It begins to purr.
It tries not to purr as hard as it can, seeming to sense that this is the person who possessed her body, but the purrs seem to escape from it.
Cairne places the leech in his pouch and makes sure it is snug as a...slug?
The leech bites through the pouch and jumps onto the man, digging into his skin. "So that's who you are."
"Oh, it's you. How've you been, Syndre?"
"Must have been tough, lying in wait to strike again after all these years"
"Ever get bored?"
The demon, now able to speak to the mind of her captor, hisses. "You're the same as you always have been. Stupid and annoying."
"I could say the same for you, right now."
"Can't you tell you need a break?"
"Ugh. Just like you, always going beside the point. Why are you possessing Remillia?"
Cairne looks around at the immediate surroundings, seeing the chaos created. "How many casualties this time?
"Answer me first!"
"I'm not possessing her just yet, Syndre. Simply holding her in stasis."
"Tch, as if I'd believe that! You're planning on possessing her, aren't you?"
"Goddamnit Syndre, look what you did to her. How the hell can you do anything when she's in that condition."
"Do you want to go back inside?"
The demon pauses for a moment, seeming to think. "No. I'll just be a part of your plans if I did that. We both know you're planning on using her."
Cairne chuckles. "You've already played your part. I'm simply offering you a second role."
"Something less flashy."
"No way in hell will I go back in her as long as you're possessing her."
"Wait, you're not the type to cause this much destruction. What the fuck happened here?"
"I'm not telling you. Actually, I think I'm gonna go now!" The leech pops out of the man's leg and tries to dig into the ground.
Cairne catches the leech before it can escape. He holds his fingernail to the belly of the leech.
The leech hisses, wriggling and trying to escape. It stops as it notices the fingernail.
"SYNDRE. WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR DEAL? YOU HAVE CHANGED SINCE WE LAST MET."
The leech winces at the volume of his voice. She hisses again in response.
"Is it possible you've grown an affinity for this Remillia?"
The leech stays silent, hoping to dear god that she isn't going to be killed.
A pile of drool is forming by Remillia's body as this is going on. She's about to choke on her saliva. Her eyes are rolled back in her head while black mist seeps through her nostrils. Her mouth is open in a perfect "o".
The leech doesn't notice this, being a leech and all.
"I'm not going to kill you for answering, just be honest."
The leech bites the man's finger.
Cairne winces slightly at the pain.
"I'm not your pawn anymore, Chaos."
"God damn it, do you love her or not."
"What the hell? I'm not in love with her!"
"Suuuuuuuuuure you aren't. But you clearly like her at least a bit." Cairne teases.
She lets go of the finger and tries to squirm free again, despite the finger nail looming above her.
"Well, if you stop being such a bitch maybe you would have NOTICED THAT I HAVEN'T ASKED YOU TO INTERFERE WITH HER IN A VIOLENT MANNER. You can go back in, Syndre, I'm just going to leave a bit of me with you to keep you company. And make sure neither of you die again. That would be terrible."
Cairne winks seductively at the ghostly body of the salivating girl.
The leech drops to the ground while the man is talking and digs into the ground, trying to escape again.
The leech, bleeding from the escape attempt, is yet again scooped up and splatted against the now-drenched body of Remillia."Either you go in or you don't. I don't care either way anymore."
The leech tries for the last time to escape again, this time successfully digging into the ground.
Syndre winces from the pain of the dirt rubbing against the finger-stab wound on her stomach, but keeps going.
Cairne is sick of this shit. Remillia awakens slowly from her slumber.
Remillia blinks slowly, getting up and wiping off the ghost saliva. Her eyes are dark purple for a moment, but then it fades. She's not meant to be awake. She is under the control of Cairne.
The cloud, noticing Remillia's brain-dead-ness, wraps around her and re-enters through various facial orifices.
"Goddamnit syndre, I was going to fix her up."
"Look what you did to her."
"This is all your fault."
"All the faults."
"All of it."
The girl blinks and her image flickers for a bit.
The leech is going as fast as she can, travelling through dirt, though her fastest is admittedly not very fast. It hisses.
And the man chuckles.
