Chapter 464: Belladonna's Biggest Weakness

“Problem?! What do you mean Problem?” Belladonna shouted, lunging forwards – or at least she tried, as her ‘body’ like this was completely weightless and didn’t seem to get much traction on the floor, causing her to just slip, fall and flip helplessly in the air like a goat in zero gravity.

She flailed helplessly, trying to cup the air and get herself upright, but her air swimming technique was proving fruitless and she simply continued to rotate slowly, devoid of any sign of grace or elegance.

Even still, she barked at Angel in an attempt to intimidate her, which was not an easy task when you were floating upside down and wriggling like you were being tased.

“You better not be hurting that sweet girl! Anything your problem does to her, I’ll do to you! It’s my mind, and you better believe I’m going to start charging you rent Lady!”

As Belladonna somehow ended up floating side ways and facing the floor, a familiar screen appeared in front of her.

The edges were somewhat misty, like it was one of those old school fog holograms, and it was not appearing from the crystal on the back of her hand considering Angel was currently using that hand.

In fact Angel was looking at an exact copy of the same screen, as the image melted through into Belladonna’s point of view.

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[A Familial Bond is being established through unexpected means, please stand by… A Familial Bond is being established through unexpected means, please stand by… A Familial Bond is being established through… ]

[Error! Bond cannot be fully established. Individuals must have a name for the bond to take root.]

[Please enter their name]

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Huh, that really was going to be a problem. The moment Belladonna thought that, she could feel the smug aura pouring off of Angel.

Now, it had been said by some throughout her life, mainly Jason, that Belladonna’s naming sense was… less than intelligent. Some, again mainly Jason, might even say that it was downright terrible.

She had no idea what that could mean. She named her first ingame horse Brownie, then there was Pancake and Muffin, the crocodile and sheep she had in creature capture games. Plus the fantastic name of Beans, who was absolutely adorable and suited that name no matter what.

So what if she had a theme to her names, that didn’t mean they were bad! Just… not suitable for people, that’s all. She was fantastic at naming pets. People, especially her own characters, was another story.

Half of her time in creating Belladonna had been spent trying to come up with a good name. She cursed anyone who was good at it. But at the very least, she wasn’t the type of person to default to calling them something basic like Bob.

“Quick,” Belladonna said, flailing enough to get herself somewhat upright, “Ask one of the others for some ideas. Maybe not Figg, I mean he named himself Figg after all, but maybe Revenant will… or Raev might…”

Her voice trailed off, as she slowly turned to look over the crew she had with her. The Edgelord, the Idiot and the Hippy.

She. Was. Doomed.

As if that wasn’t bad enough, Angel just had to get out a metaphorical shovel and throw some more shit onto the fire.

“Speaking of being on a time limit,” She said through the mental connection, “It seems that your body is truly not as well equipped as I thought for the type of magic that I am feeding through it, nor is your mind equipped for this much knowledge. So I suggest that we figure this out quick, otherwise there is a small, itty bitty chance that your head will burst into flames and your mind will melt out of your orifices.”

“Just great…” Belladonna grumbled, grabbing at her head as she racked her brains to come up with a good name.

“Screw the name.” Another voice interjected.

It was a rough, guttural voice. A warped mimicry of Belladonna’s own, as a new member of her mental illness party made themselves known, or should it be an older member.

Dressed in torn, blood stained black rags with heavy chains locked around each of its limbs and its throat, a wild and animalistic version of Belladonna skulked out of the shadows.

Her face twisted into a permanent, wicked smile as her cheeks had been torn apart to reveal the mouthful of razor sharp, flesh ripping teeth underneath. Her eyes were pitch black, as tears of blood trickled down what was left of the cheeks.

If the other one was her Angel, this was definitely Belladonna’s inner Demon. One she recognised, mainly from the voice. It was the voice that was always chanting for murder and destruction in her mind.

The voice that screamed with joy whenever she used to use her Partial Transformation, but had been rather quiet lately and hadn’t shown its face, metaphorically and literally speaking, in quite a while.

She had been hoping that it had been discarded when she got the new transformation. Apparently not.

“Change the spell. Let your superior blood consume her from within. Watch it writhe and scream, then rip out its throat and slurp the blood from its putrid veins. Tear out its core and devour the power it holds from you. Kill! Devour! Take what is yours!” Demon shouted, before arching her back and laughing maniacally, before an invisible force yanked at the chain around her throat and caused her to choke and stumble back.

Belladonna smirked, glad that had worked.

“I am not killing her you deranged monster. Besides, shouldn’t you be happy that we are growing our family? Shouldn’t you be all like ‘Oh, How Delightful! A new member to slaughter alongside us. Together we can devour the world, blood and soul, side by side!'” Belladonna said dramatically, putting on a ridiculous voice as she monologued like some cartoon villian.

However Demon didn’t seem to understand the mockery, and just tilted its head in contemplation.

“We had not thought of this before… Blood and Soul… Yes… Yes! Join the family! Bring her in, Join the Slaughter! We shall kill together! AHAHAHAHA!”

“Idiot, we still need a name, and you shouting in my ear isn’t helping me think of anything good.”

“Blood Ripper. Soul Eater. Orphan Maker!” Demon shouted enthusiastically, causing Belladonna to shake her head and sigh.

Those were seriously it’s suggestions? She would have been better off asking the Edgelord, although with this thing in her head did she really have ground to stand on calling him that?

Yes. Yes she did.

“Hate to interrupt,” Angel said with a sweet smile, “But I am to assume that you casually having such a conversation means that you have accepted your mind combusting and head exploding in front of this dear child?”

“Alright, Alright I get it! Everyone shut up, I need to think!” Belladonna shouted, bashing her hands against the side of her head, as she clenched her eyes shut.

Arachnae? No, too basic and overdone. Spidera? Even more basic, and just bad. Gwen? Possible, but tame. Blanc? A bit too on the nose.

She groaned in annoyance and glared at the Spider girl who was still sitting with her mouth open, expectant and confused, even though her legs were shuffling beneath her giant, white body with barely contained excitement.

It made Belladonna chuckled, even despite her stress. This girl really was cute, so what if she was a spider?

Then finally, the perfect name hit her with a gasp.

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[Name Accepted and applied.]

[Familial Bond Completed. Commencing Transformation]

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Certainly not reflective at all of my own struggles with character names.

Definitely all Belladonna’s issues, not mine.