アニーの遺産

I blinked at Sebastian's suggestion. He wants me to break out of here? I felt my mouth move to slack into the shape of a frown. I pursed my lips, and looked away from the bubbling Italian before me. I can hear him yelling at his underlings orders... I don't listen.

"Annie... you can break out of here. Can't you?" Ciel whispers to me. I look at him, and rest my cheek on the floor. Its probably dirty, but I don't really care. I'm a bit conflicted at this point. "Yes. What Sebastian just suggested is extremely dangerous though. You can't look at me. Or touch me. In fact... its probably better if you just went and hid somewhere. Anywhere where I won't see you..." I mumbled back.

You see, activating Feral is a rather easy thing to do. Its just like being on a roller coaster and you let your eyes open. You just watch as you pass through chaos. Feral is chaos. Feral is complete and utter "demolition of the senses" as Imogen had put it to me at one point.

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"Phoelmogen is basically me and your mom combined. Then of course there's your father, who basically just gave you a template for your body. On the outside you're him and Phoelli, but inside there's me and your mom. I made sure his DNA only got mixed in with the physical part of your genetics. You have his skin and his face. Eyes, hair... your mothers." She said, waving her hand around as if it was the easiest thing in the world.

"I made your mom to be her own being. I also made her to be perfectly capable and in control of her powers. Though you... you can't seem to control much except for a few things. Its like you spilt up Phoelmogen and one minute your 'Phoelli' and then your 'Imogen'... I guess I am the more aggressive one. Your mom was never one for fighting... though she was good at it." Imogen said.

I was on the floor, watching her as she explained everything about... me...

Where I came from. What I could do...

"You were such a new thing for me really. I saw you when you were born. All red and small. Seriously, you were tiny. You were about the size of both my hands. You didn't cry, only whimpered... and a full head of curls. So full and bouncy. When you opened your eyes, they immediately caught aflame, and the only people who could look at you were your parents and me. Everyone else needed something to cover their eyes..." she said.

I looked down, staring at my hands. I never heard much about my mom... only from Ira. He told me things about her... but this... coming from the person who made her. My mother... knowing her fully. Completely. And knowing me.

But then I looked up. Realizing something that suddenly bothered me.

"Then who am I? How do I fit into the equation? Am I just-"

"No. You're your own person, Annie. You may be Phoelmogen... but you are also you. Yourself. Annie. You are simply the only thing that really splits up Phoelmogen. One day, you'll be all three combined. But for right now, you can only do one at a time..." she said with a slight smile on her face.

"Which is good. Because even with me by myself, I always feel a bit weird once I use my full power. Like I'm crazy or something. Your mom... she never lost control. But having us two raging inside of you, control and no control at all... that must be complete demolition on your senses. You are probably on the borderline of loosing it right now..."

I felt a chill when she said that.

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I sighed and shook my head. I have to keep Ciel safe. And right now, he wasn't. "Ciel. I'm going to undo these bindings. When I undo yours, you go and hide... and don't look at me. Or try and see what I'm doing. Not one peek, understand?"

He ignores me using his name and simply nods. "Understood." He says, and I sigh.

Time for work.