Gray walked into the room and felt the heat scorch into her gray fur. Her yellow gaze travelled around the room as she knew where she was. There was a throne in the center of the room concealed by shadows. A figure was hunched on it, it's green eyes seemed to stare into her soul. Gray trembled and shrunk down. This was not the Mark she knew and loved, it couldn't be. The green eyes travelled down to look at her and she stared back. This was Mark, his eyes were green and slitted, she recognized those eyes well.
How could this have happened!? Gray thought, Mark would never give into his demon father's temptation! But she realized with a jolt that Mark was both angel and demon, he lost his temper quickly and would give into desires. His father was Lucifer himself. His mother being unknown, even to him. His mother was only known as an angel. Gray looked up at Mark pleadingly.
"You don't have to be prince of the underworld! You can be with the Fallen Angels! We can make this right!" She cried, reaching out her gray paw to grab his white one. Mark took his paw back with a look of disgust. Gray saw his eyepatch that he wore to cover his scar.
The one that I caused. She thought with a whimper, "Look I'm sorry... what was I supposed to do when your father controlled you!?" Gray cried. He narrowed his eyes and put one paw on his horns, rubbing them gently.
"My name is no longer Mark you must call me by my true name, Prince Redshadow. I will rule over everything you see once my father is gone," The half- blood wolf snarled, putting his other paw up to touch the eyepatch. tears formed in Gray's eyes.
We are doomed...