The chilling grip of the plague demon wrapped itself around Chloe's pale neck. Even the dark neck band she wore couldn't protect her frail throat from prickling from the subtemperate fingers of Mick the Ick.
"Even if you made me ill..." he rasped. "I'll finish my duty to my master and make you one sick puppy!"
Chloe choked again as the demon's fingers started to tar her skin cobalt black. "What do you...want from me...?" she gasped like a smog choked bird.
"Fienmond...wants your undying loyalty," Mick rasped. "And something tells me...Rosemary won't be able to fulfill that for him."
"Of course I would!" Rosemary said with Chloe's tongue, but Mick merely snickered in his own sick way.
"If you did, she wouldn't be traipsing around the globe on a feeble quest to become a pirate queen. She would be right beside him where she belongs! Face it, Rose...you no longer have the guts to do what our lord wants!"
"I...I..." The demon eye stammered. "That's not true. Something just changed after that snot nosed freckled girl grabbled hold of this brat during that trial. I didn't have the same grip as I once did."
"And this..." Mick said. "Is why you were Fienmond's most disposable stooge. Rose, you were nothing but a sickly girl...one of the many I had infected while you were still alive!"
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The plague demon's eyes glowed ghastly orange. "I was the reason you became a demon to start with! Fienmond had me infect you so he could mold you into his own personal henchwoman!"
Rosemary was dead silent, but the young queen felt something simmering in her veins. It was even stronger than the poison touch of Mick. It made her guts feel like they were turning inside out. "How dare yoooooou!" Rosemary howled from Chloe's throat. "I am the Dark Dame! No wonder is tops around here but moi!"
Luna and Ramone gasped as Chloe's body clicked and turned oddly. She took both of her hands and pried Mick's sickly hand from her throat. The demon recoiled in horror as Chloe stood over him, her demon eye swiveling in every which direction before it locked eye to eye with him.
His body paling, he crept backwards, but Rosemary controlling Chloe advanced on him. "You got me sick!" Rosemary screamed in her husky demon's voice. "And now I will get you killed!"
Chloe slammered her hand into Mick"s stick like frame and punctured him. "Curse you Rosemary!" he hissed and gargled as purple miasma oozed from his body.
His body slumped over before bursting into purple goo. After the anguished screams from the demon, Chloe stood panting hard in complete silence. Her mind was overriden with Rosemary's umquenchable thirst for revenge. "I never thought that Fienmond would do this to me..." Rosemary spoke in Chloe's voice. "He plagued me for my whole life. While my sister played in the sunshine, I reclined in my sick bed. And now I know why...Fienmond...he did this to me!"
Chloe turned around and stormed over to Luna and Ramone. Both shivered as the shadow of the tiny girl stretched into the voluptuous shadow of a woman with a dark bob, a cocktail dress and a feather boa. Chloe pointed as Luna and Ramone. "No one will stand in my way!" Rosemary screamed from Chloe's voice "And if they do...I will sing your elegy of death!"