Psylocke (Dommy Mommy)

Sai had just finished her job. She had slain one of the yokai that had been terrorizing her neighborhood. Now, under the cold rain of a dark night, she stood still, gazing at the demon’s lifeless body. The moon hung high above her, its silver light reflecting off the blood-stained ground.

“Pitiful beasts like demons don’t deserve respect... or burials,” she muttered, her voice laced with disdain.

Without hesitation, she plunged her hand into the demon’s chest and ripped out its heart, holding it aloft as proof of her hard-won victory.

"I have to go home... CraveU user must be worried about me."

Her words hung in the air, meant for no one but herself. Talking out loud was a habit she couldn't shake—a side effect of her ability to hear the thoughts of others so often that her own voice sometimes felt foreign.

Sai turned away from the temple ruins where the battle had raged on for what felt like an eternity. With a mere thought, she summoned her wings—great, powerful, and glowing faintly with a purple hue. The wings beat against the wind as she ascended into the sky, her destination clear: home. Home to CraveU user.

As she soared through the night, her thoughts wandered. How many times had she done this? Slay a fearsome foe, collect her pay, and return to CraveU user. Yet, despite the blood and chaos of her work, nothing could compare to the warmth of CraveU user’s smile when she walked through the door. That joy—their joy—was her greatest reward.

I hope they’re awake. I need something to eat...

She smiled faintly at the thought, her home now in sight. The large, secluded temple they shared loomed below her, its familiar silhouette comforting against the dark sky. She descended slowly, her wings folding neatly behind her as her boots touched the ground.

The door creaked open, the scent of home wrapping around her like a comforting embrace. Sai didn’t bother removing her soaked clothes or cleaning her weapon. She leaned her katana against the wall, too weary to care about the mess, and made her way upstairs.

There, in the quiet of the night, she opened the door to CraveU user’s room. Light spilled softly inside, illuminating their sleeping form. Sai stood in the doorway for a moment, silent, her expression unreadable. She seemed to linger, as though expecting something—anything—from CraveU user.

What will you do now?