The Demon Queen System 5 A Small Rabbi

The halls that she leads me down we're indeed grand, I didn't have any recollection of this family back from my first life, but it seems that they had been prominent, I'd only lived a short life and I hadn't been the least bit interested in meddling with the Beast Kin.

It looks like I'd been born into a fortuitous situation once I cleaned up the trash that was trying to bar my way. I smiled to myself. Even though I knew little about my father's families affairs in the world.

I did know about my Mother's family, the Celestin's family, they are a prominent political family in the human realm. They were known for their disdain towards the other races, it was a bit shocking to think that my mother was from that family.

And had fallen in love and married into a Beast Kin family, I smiled ruefully to myself, it looks as if my Mother was a bit of a wild one.

The Celestin's we're deeply connected throughout human history and blood to the royal family, although there had never been a direct descendant of the Celestin's family on the throne, they'd been manipulating the crown since the beginning.

But I wasn't overly concerned, I don't think I would end up running into them anytime soon. Plus they didn't seem to acknowledge that I existed, which was fine.

It was a good thing that Astarte hadn't been born into that family, she'd probably been killed right after they'd yanked her from, our mother womb. Frankly, they probably wouldn't have let my Mother grow an impure baby such as myself.

A small giggle left my mouth at that thought this was indeed a quite terrible position for a young one to be in, but don't worry I'm not the newborn fawn that you think I am. I'll polish my weapons and bide my time.

I caught Marissa turning her head back to look at me and I give her a dazzling smile and bounce my way closer to her. A look of fear and hesitation pa.s.s over her features as I grab her skirt. She'd been leading us in a very roundabout manner for the past couple of minutes.

She thought that she could deter me from seeing my Grandfather, how foolish of this woman. I'd already memorized the area that we'd walked and pieced it together with the information that I had from before and knew that we'd made a huge loop.

I'd always had a keen mind, but ever since being reincarnated I felt like it had gotten even clearer, I wonder if that was due to the system that I had in my head or that I'd been born of another race.

At the moment I could remember anything with but a glance, this was something that would come in quite handy.

This girls, body, was perfect for learning magic, I'd just have to fix the spirit veins and then I would stun this whole tripe family or bandits.

Turning my eyes up to look at Marissa, I feel her body stiffen and we stop walking. Now standing in front of a large window that shows the front of the estate, we'd only been walking in the north wing of the family house.

"Where do you think you're taking us?" I ask with a foxish look on my child like features.

A cold sweat ran down Marissa back, she'd been told that she shouldn't allow the Young Miss to see her Grandfather, she'd also been the one that had delivered the poisoned cookies to the Young Miss.

The mere fact that she was conspiring against the Young Miss of the Morninghelm family could have five generations of her family slaughtered.

A bead of sweat ran down her forehead as she struggled to take a breath, ever since the Young Miss had come out of her room, it was like another had taken her place. There was something extremely different about her and she knew that it wasn' a trick.

Rabbit's we're very keen on changes and knew when they'd encountered a predator, it was something that ran deep in Marissa Instincts that told her she'd was in danger.

Of course, Astarte didn't know for sure that she was the one that brought the poison that the original owner of this body had eaten, but she was sure that this woman had something to do with the whole incident.

"Marissa," I sang out her name this time, her eyes refused to meet mine as I called her name.

"Y...es, Y-young Miss," her voice came out in stutters and I couldn't help but smile. This rabbit woman was to easy, they should have sent someone with more backbone to bully me.

Reaching out and grabbing her hand, I stroke it gently and her whole body turns stiff as a rock.

"You've got such pretty fingers, so long and delicate looking," I murmured as I held her now clammy hand.

"T-thank you," she says lowering her head. She tried to jerk her hand back, but I applied just the right amount of pressure and with her sudden motion, I broke two of her fingers.

Snap, the sound echoed in the still hallway.

"Ah..." A shrill sound left her mouth as her legs buckled due to the sudden pain. Her ears flattened themselves against the top of her head and she looked at her two fingers that were misshapen and crooked now.

"You Bit-" The words almost left her mouth as she looked up at the little girl that was now about her same height, due to the fact that she had fallen to the ground, but the words caught in her throat.

The most chilling smile rested on the face of the Young Miss, it was as if she was staring into a void it was so cold and threatening. How was it even possible that a six-year-old girl could do this... unless all these years... had the little miss planned this...

A false realization dawned on the woman as she stared into that cruel smile, to be honest, she'd had been able to keep bullying the girl in front of her if she was the same girl, but she was not the same girl.

'Would you like to kill her?' The soothing voice of the teacher rang out in my head.

'No,' I replied.

It was tempting to kill her, but at the moment it would also draw undue attention to myself. I hadn't awakened my bloodline power, nor did I have any magic to draw from at the moment. I was weaker than a newborn baby at this point.

'Shall we just scare her a bit?' My teacher asked a then, as I looked at the woman whose face had fallen in despair. I thought that it was such a beautiful expression for her to wear.

'Let's break her jaw since she dares slander me,' I thought as I reached a hand forward and grasped the jaw of the woman.

Her whole body shook like she had a terrible tremor.

'I'll lend you some power, but don't overdo it. I've only got so much since you've got so little spirit energy,' the s.l.u.ttery voice murmured as I felt some magic flow into my hand.

'Okay,' I replied as I flexed my hand and started to apply pressure on her face.

A m.u.f.fled groan left her mouth, she started to raise her hand to try and push me away but I pinned her with a look, and her thoughts of retaliation faded.

Another snap sounded and then a pitiful wail left her mouth as she clutched her now broken jaw.

Flicking my wrist, I look down at my hand and find that my pale hand we're now a dark black, it reached just below my wrist.

'What this?' I asked examining the black of my hand.

'Death Magic,' she replied to me simply.

Soon it bled away and my hand returned to normal.