Demon Lover

As dawn broke and night faded away ones mistakes are laid bare. How simple it is to be the real you in the dark. Hidden from sight your inhibitions lesson and the tight bound of control slips. Leaving in its awake mayhem and murder.

This is my story, I wear two faces for the world to judge. In the light of day I portray a simple and humble woman. Her only ambition in life is to  Hide away from the world as an out cast.. Yet as the sun sets the darkness inside spreads. This hidden face was forced upon me at a tender age. Events in my life distorted my rationality and broke my mind. This face was truly me. No one who saw this monster inside and out lived to tell the tail. Its not as if I truly needed to kill to keep my secret. Who would believe the ravings of a demon living among them? Even I would scoff at such a thing. I have lived for a very long time. Long enough to see man kind leave their caves and reach for the stars. Yet I have never meet another such as I. Long ago I turned away from humanity. My only joy and interest came in the lost souls  I collect like one would collect cats. It was a nasty habit I picked up in the 16th century and as it stands I have yet to grow bored of it. Have you ever been detached from the events taking place around you? Yet something out of the corner of your way requires you to turn towards it? It had the effect as being born blind and yet the fog lifted and all around you there was color. Vibrant and beautiful. 

In those early years I laid awake under the ground listing to the world around me, Knowing not who or what I was I stayed buried beneath the world taking salience in  the cold ground. Yet my peace was broken at the sound of pain. The echo of it was so strong and haunting I took form and in a blink of time I stood under the sky for the very first time. My mind reached out in search of the beautiful sound of terror that awaken me. Sensing its direction I was carried into the air morphing into a shadow. Lifting higher into the night I melted away hunting for the one who called to me. Needing to reach the one who cried so lovely I pushed myself faster into the night. Below me I took notice of an odd scene. 

On the forest floor laid what I would only assume was a man with skin so pale it reminded me of the great moon who hung above me. It hurt to look upon him, His beauty was so strong it pulled something inside of me. 

"Treasure"

A word came seeking into my mind as I gazed down at this creature of unreal beauty. His skin was so lovely yet the contrast of the river of black flowing from his head to ground made me want to reach out and touch its waves to see if it was truly alive. From this distance I would not see his face, I need to see! I NEEDED to be closer. Matching into the might i drifted closer to him. He was even lovely up close. Yet as I caught sight of his eyes I wished I had never left the ground. Those eyes made me feel like he saw through me and saw everything so clearly. Those eyes.. One the color of the forest itself the other blue as the endless sky. 

" Take the treasure, Take, KEEP!"

The voice in my head screamed loudly yet I held were I was. Gazing at him I hadn't paid attention to what brought me from my slumber.With great effort I tore my gaze from this unholy male and took in the bodies laying at his feet. At least 20 grown men laid in shattered bulging mass around him.

At that moment I felt a prescience beside me.

" You came to late to see my evening sport... Lilith."