"Imps need a master, so… Can you be my new master, please?"
"If you want…" Accepted Janith, unsure. "…But I think you need a family, a mother, more than you need a master."
By accepting Trisha as her own imp, by proposing to be her new mother, the demoness unknowingly changed the way everyone perceived the little imp. Instead of having her past erased, it was only altered, making her Thomas twin-sisters. Of course, everyone in the house still remembered the truth.
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Unable to contact the Richardsons, William was forced to go seek them. They were searching their 'missing' son Wesley.
When he finally found Mrs. Richardson, she was overjoyed her son was safe. "Oh, thanks Mr. Fisher! I was so worried about Wes'! Honestly, I should have known he would be playing at your house with you daughter." To him, something seemed of about this sentence, but he preferred to let it slide for now.
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Upon arriving back as his house, after Mrs. & Mr. Richardson accepted to come with him, his wife insisted they sat. All THREE of them, she insisted.
Angelica immediately manifested her disapprobation. "You shouldn't say the truth, not this time! We CAN'T loose more than we already have. Just tell everything to your husband, later."
"Sorry, but we need allies. Peoples we can trust and willing to help us. And you can't gain trust durably by lying." Countered Jane. "Moreover, since their son got involved, they have the right to know."
"At one condition." Imposed Angelica. "They have to promise that, whatever happen, they WILL listen until the end of their story, and try to give you a chance." Then, turning to the Richardsons, the angel made her wings reappear, before adding in a menacing tone "Do you promise?"
Both scared and in awe of this angel, they were only able to node at first, before Mrs. Richardson was finally able to voice their agreement. "O… of course, you… your holiness!"
"Please, just call me Angelica." She responded on a more amicable tone. "I'm only one of God's intel agent, not the Pope." Again, the Richardsons nodded.
Then, Jane's tale began. She started by the event of the day. How they were attacked by an imp. How said imp, when turned back into human, was revealed to be their son, Wesley Richardson. How the demoness that changed him, a changeling called Aliza came for vengeance, and changed her younger daughter into a wicked succubus before dying from Sara's hands.
Recollecting that part make her cry anew, but didn't stopped her from giving William, who cried even more, a comforting hug.
But she didn't end there. Until then, she only hinted at her true nature. But wile narrating the event of the previous day, and how they were connected, she confessed being herself a succubus quite bluntly. The Richardsons were now quite fearful of the demonic mother, but that didn't stop them from respecting their words, listening the to the last part, where Janith explained that before meeting William she wasn't less evil than any other demon, going so far as confessing the creation of Aliza.
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The Richardsons were quite chocked by this story, specially that last part. But said part was chocking for everyone present.
The first to recover was Mrs. Richardson, who timidly called "Mrs. Fisher?"
"Ye… Yes?" Answered Janith.
"You… You really changed an angel into that Aliza monster?"
"To be exact" clarified the demoness "I remade him into a female changeling foetus, then deposited it into the belly of a pregnant woman, throwing away her true child. Aliza started to corrupt her mother even before being birthed." Shame and despair were clear in her voice. "Her creation is my greatest shame…"
At this, Mrs. Richardson delicately took Janith by the chin, forcing the succubus to look at her in the eyes instead of studying her own demonic foots. "It may be true that you used to be a monster, and your true self probably look the part. But nothing forced you to reveal so much to my husband and me. I'm sure you wouldn't have said so much if you weren't really trying to repent, nor you would have so readily accepted poor little Trisha as a member of your family.
Your past may be of the darkest, shaming you and likely to give you a lot of trials. But you also have much to be proud of, like being strong enough to confess you fault, repenting for said fault, and your lovely family."
That would have helped Janith feel better, if Mr. Richardson didn't add "And I'm sure you will find a way to have Sara back." But he did, making both of the Fisher parents to cry stronger than ever that day.
"VICTOR!" Yelled a disapproving Mrs. Richardson, before asking her demonic acquaintance "Can we see your true self, dear?"