megalovania [p]

Asriel let out another laugh - this time, more of a chuckle. His black eyes flashed as he watched her reaction. The smile melted off his face when Anria accused him of being an idiot under their thumb. He snarled, more animal than human. "Nice try, half-blood. But I must tell you something. I am... not... in... control." his face contorted as his subconsciousness pressed to break free of HBES's grip. "And my family? They're still alive. Somewhere." he said, then clenched his fists. "You know what you are, half-blood? Rude. Judgemental." he managed to say, then winced as his brain was twisted around by some stupid scientists in a lab somewhere. They could probably see through his eyes, too. "Me? A monster? Never." he said sarcastically, a hint of his old voice trickling into it. He paused for a moment and began to think of what to say next, when Anria chose something for him. A punch. Much too slow, with the knuckles and whatnot, but also with the fact that Asriel had trained his entire life being turned into a horrendous, blood-thirsty monster. He raised his palm and felt as the girl's momentum and power ripple his fur, but his face stayed stern and unmoving. "Now now, dear Anria, we don't want to fight, do we." It didn't even sound like a question - more of a statement.

Asriel grinned, showing his unnatural canine teeth. "My family are alive. I have been promised by... them." he said, then listened to Anria with a cold glare. "Silly half-blood. You really think I need help?" he asked, then shook his head, clucking softly. He licked his lips, moistening them, then flicked his tail, baring his teeth. "My... 'prevalent' interests are the least of my concern. I am much more disgusted by this," he indicated the forest around him, "And how safe all you petty beings think you are." he laughed, then felt something cold and wet hit him in the snout. "Oh, would you look at that. Rain." he said, staring at the girl with an unnerving gaze.

Asriel grinned, although, with his eyes, it looked like more of a grimace. "Rain is perfectly fine. My... fur is waterproof, they told me." he said, then smiled. "Trust me. They'll keep their word. And if they don't?" he laughed, baring his teeth. "They'll be dead where they stand." he let out a loud, sharp bark, startling a squirrel off its tree branch. "Hmm, hmm. Oh, dear half-blood, you think the rain is so fine, do you not?" thunder boomed as Asriel spoke, and he smiled, inclining his head in the red-head's direction. "But even the mightiest wings can be brought down with the cool wet rain, eh?" he said, chuckling, staring straight into her eyes, unblinking.

Asriel smiled faintly, his eyes flashing as the HBES typed something on their keyboards somewhere. "I do not trust the HBES." he said with a cold tone, moistening his lips again as rain fell down into his mouth. "Let's see how well you do against rain, white hawk." he snarled, suddenly completely mad. Something in his brain started to heat up, possibly a microchip, and he felt it tugging to wrench control. The scientists somewhere made him loosen up, and suddenly he felt light as a feather. He still looked through his own eyes, but now he was powerless, and he watched as his body moved of it's own accord. The thing inhabiting his body laughed, but it was a deep and booming laugh, something primordial. Or so, it sounded like it. He clapped his hands together in delight and spat in the ground in front of him. "Anria Liana. What a pitiful excuse for a measly half-blood. I almost feel bad about doing this." he said in a deep, powerful voice that definitely was NOT Asriel's. "My name is Sheem." the beast said, strolling up and down as he got a feel for the body. Asriel watched, terrified and powerless, and silently willing Anria to run. "I'm here to end your petty lives once and for all." the brute lunged, attempting to slap the girl across the face, for no apparent reason.