Interrogating Priss.



Sunday November 23rd 2069.
0700 interrogation one, subject is the female reds class demon, only she isn’t really all that red. Subject’s title is Prissy or maybe pussy, or maybe I’ll just call her Bitch… click- pause.. Priss lowers her head. The tears that roll down her cheeks are very real but he doesn’t care. She isn’t real to him, she doesn’t have a soul or heart, she is nothing more than an empty shell to agent Gerald Davies. Incapable of emotion or love, incapable of anything because of where she is from. She doesn’t feel. she’s nothing more than a monster with horns. But the tears in her eyes suggest something more. And the banging on the window that agent Gerald Davies hears surprisingly enough isn’t coming from Ethan Klinger who has been watching from the observation room. Its coming from a very angry Samantha Bliss who has thrown a chair against the glass. She enters the room with a forceful and open hostility towards Agent Davies. And he soon receives the brunt of her anger.
“Knock that shit off asshole.. Now!! Do you hear me Davies? She has done nothing but cooperate with us for the past four hours of interrogation, and you openly mock her for it."
“You’re out of line Bliss!! She’s a prisoner! And she ain’t even a human one at that. And I don’t need no sappy broad to tell me how to interrogate a prisoner!!”
“She’s not a prisoner dickhead!! She came with us of her own volition, we didn’t force her or take her prisoner, we freed her you dumb fuck! And as of now I’m taking over this interrogation, so what do you think of that?”
“Bliss you have over stepped your place here, and you don’t have the authority to remove me as interviewer, I think we need to take this to the watch commander !”
“You want to take it to the Watch commander? FINE!! Lets go see the watch Commander! But first he needs to see the video disc from the camera in interrogation one.”
Agent Davies looks confused now..
“Camera? What camera? There aren’t any camera’s allowed in interrogation, when did that happen?”
She walks out of the observation room adjacent to interrogation one putting the video disc in her breast pocket.
“Ask internal affairs.. They put them there six weeks ago, after two agents physically abused a detainee. Why… agent Davies.. you don‘t look so good, are we not feeling well suddenly?”
She motions to the door and then to Klinger.
“Klinger?”
“Yes Ma’am?”
“Would you be so kind as to sit with Miss Priss until I return?”
Her angry stare never leaves agent Davies
“Yes Ma’am.. I would be honored to.”

Revelations.



After the Watch Commander relieves agent Davies of duty after seeing the video disc of him striking Priss, he asks that Samantha Bliss remain for a few more questions. he is shaking his head at the video disc.
“Agent Bliss did you actually witness this assault on this detainee and do nothing to stop it?”
“No sir. Agent Klinger and I didn’t enter the observation room until after the assault on Priss sir.”
“Then how did you know that he had actually assaulted her?”
“Well sir.. Her cheek was beet red and a bit swollen, and she was crying and seemed terribly frightened.”
He sits back slowly in his chair.
“Aren’t they completely red? And I find it highly unusual that a demon could possibly know fear. How is this possible ?”
She begins to slowly walk back and forth.
“First of all Commander, Priss is her name. And she’s not actually red she’s more of a dark pink, and third I believe that there is more to her than meets the eye. I think we could learn a great deal about the reds if we just take it slow with her.. Sir.”
He is silent for a few minutes following her last statement, until he finally finds the right question.
“There is something else on your mind isn’t there agent Bliss?”
She hesitates to answer.
“Sam.. Tell me.. Just be honest I’ll try my best to understand-”
“I don’t think that Priss has always been a demon, in fact I don’t believe that that is what she is now.”
“Please.. Continue”
“Its just a gut feeling sir. On the transport boat, she said some things that I didn’t understand at the time, and through the whole time that she was jabbering on about how fucked up it was where she came from, I never got the feeling that she was at all being deceptive with anything that she was telling me.”
Now you can see it in his eyes his interest has peaked.
“Commander?”
“Yes?”
Do you promise not to call me crazy and lock me away in a rubber room if I tell you what I’m thinking?”
He smiles.
“Yes.. I promise.”
“I think..”
He leans forward.
“I think that at one time Priss was human.”

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