𝑩 𝑬 𝑪 𝑲 | Parody

“So the one who really did it is somewhere out there, I take it?”

She ran through the reports as they walked, eyes flickering a bit. “So then… they jailed the wrong man?” She questioned. Tau was pointing out what stood out to his analysis, what felt unusual…

“As a demon. Not traditionally known for something being… well, what most consider good.” She tilted her head. “Assuming this is another demon, and based off the stories indicating that have no souls or morality… I doubt this one did so out the kindness of their hear.”

A demon without knowledge of what she fully was and reluctantly consumed what she needed to survive. It wrote itself like some pulp novel. “I saw. Hence the questions. So, how and why are you back?”

“For starters, what are you? Why is it you need hearts to survive?” She questioned, keeping a close eye on her as they began to walk out the alley.

Once little remained of the body itself, what was left of the bone was gathered into a pile, a flash of blue in her hand as she placed what seemed to be pure energy down… and the blast of that destroyed what was left. “So… I hope you’ve had time to gather your answers.”

All that built up charge that had been reaching critical levels and requiring an approaching discharge would roil within her. Putting a hand to the man’s body, she unleashed every last ounce of the overcharge to incinerate his body, to leave nothing left but bones…

There was a spark between her metal fingertips, a rising charge of current around her body. "Trust me. You don't want to be nearby."