Zandrea sat up and rubbed at her neck "hurting poor Zendra is hurting myself, and I love me, so your pet's body is safe...her mind...could be a different matter" a wicked sickening smile crossed her face "When I come out to play Zendra goes away, tucked away in a safe spot up here" she points to her head "unlike her...I can change the décor of her room up there, but I wish not to be the other woman, so lets live and let live...." she extended her hand out "a handshake will bind the truce and bind me to the truce unless broken"
Zandrea and Zendra they now shared the same body but it seemed like Zandrea had the bigger bedroom, and did not hide that she knew at least some of the power she had, "now I am sure you wish to have your pet back...I will go home, and I will see you later angel..." the cocky arrogant smile crossed her face again as the fire like hair burnt out, her skin changed back to the milky white it was from the hot red, and her eyes browned, then Zendra was back, Zandrea no long in control.
Zendra laid there on the table in the fetal position "wh...where am..." she hesitated to sit up, the last thing she remembered was staring down Ariel's blade