Lilith sat quietly on her throne; she was extremely bored. Nothing in her realm satisfied
her anymore; the un-dead around her were mindless and lacked the ability to even hold a
conversation with her. She tired of ruling a realm full of the un-dead and yearned for some sort
of companionship, albeit just for a temporary time. She had to find a way to spread her rule to
the living not just the un-dead, the best way she could think of was bloody conquest. The easiest
and yet most unsettling choice so far, she really wanted to skip royal marriage because no one
interested her. She was Alu, a spawn of a succubus and a human.
Her birth meant that most men distrusted her and even less could satisfy her fully, she
grew bored with her own kind and left to seek out her own kingdom, though so far she could
only rule over the dead, and un-dead. But soon she would be able to rule over all of Vera. She
just needed an army.
Sitting there thinking to herself she felt a cold chill raise slowly up her spine, "what just
happened?" She thought to herself. "Did something just happen?" She slowly stood up and
walked over to a great stone cauldron in the middle of her throne room, slowly chanting and
adding ingredients to the water inside. The water began to bubble and steam, and soon a picture
formed inside the reflection, the image of a man with dark hair and pale olive skin. She stared in
wonder at his face and wondered truly who and what he was.
Seeking to find him, she set about gathering her most provocative clothing and a robe;
she left her throne room and walked towards the exit to the room. Fixing an image of his face in
she left her throne room and walked towards the exit to the room. Fixing an image of his face in
her mind she summoned a globe of light that radiated his image, and she was gone.
The weather turned sour fast; it had started out being bright enough to where Johnathan
wore his Polarized sunglasses. Rain pouring down his face and his hair stuck to the side of his
cheek, as waited at the outside of The Hampton Opera Center. He was excited, the Phantom of
the Opera cast were reuniting for a big show at the center, and he had gotten tickets from
Matthew and immediately asked Sydara. This would be their ninth date since they met three weeks previously, it still felt like the first to him.
Sydara was late, and the show would start soon. He was worried that she wasn't going to
show for a moment before he saw her moving up the line to him. She had a unreadable face
today and that usually meant something did not go the way she wanted it to.
"What's wrong?" Johnathan asked her as he stood beside her in line just as the doors
opened. He always felt uncomfortable when she seemed upset, it was an odd thing to him but
he liked her enough to not get too upset over it.
"My bloody hair dryer decided to be an asshole today, something about neglect and
stuff." She eyed him playfully and smirked. "Sunglasses after dark? So Cliche'"
"Really now? You mean how ye. have a hairdryer issue and yet you have perfect hair,
like it's mag...?" She immediately covered his mouth as he was about to get the word magic out.
"Shh! Don't utter those words in public." She looked behind her making sure no one else
was watching.
Johnathan gave her a puzzled look at her behavior, but just shrugged it off. Wrapping his
arms around her waist, she seemed to close the gap between them. Feeling elated when she was
him was a frequent thing now and most the time he smiled when talking to her, almost forgetting about the fact that nine weeks ago he was about a keg down into misery and contemplating suicide. The night was amazing in Johnathan's eyes, he always loved the Opera and the fact that
Sydara shared the same joy of it spoke lots to his heartstrings. After the concert they went to a nearby coffee shop and talked until three in the morning. Realizing how late it was Sydara
paused and had a slight freak since the buses stopped running at two and she was here with him
tail an hour past then.
"I don't suppose you have a car, do you?" She was a little off put that she got distracted
so much around him. She never even watched over her shoulder anymore.
"A car? In Portland? No, I don't." Johnathan looked at her confused, and then the barista
came over and announced that it was closing time. Sydara looked very uncomfortable, and he
picked up the hint that she did not want to be stuck downtown all night. "You could always take my bed, and I can sleep on the couch."
Sydara stands up, "Okay, if you promise to be on your best behavior." She gathered her
things together and Johnathan got up to help her put on her coat. They both held hands out into
the rainy early hours of Portland, heading towards his place in the University District. Once
inside he went into the kitchen and warmed up some coffee, and goes to clean up his room for
her spreading out nice sheets and closing the canopy curtains.
Once he came out of his room, he realized that they are both soaked to the bone. Offering a robe to her and his shower, she eyes him playfully. "No Peaking, Johnny." She said in her purr of a voice. Johnny just smirked and shrugged.
"Hey, I'm not a total asshole. Despite what Matt may say." She kisses him on the cheek
and then goes to use the shower. Johnny decided to start making something to eat for both of
them. A Terrine was simple enough for him, so he began to make it from the recipe that his
grandmother had taught him when he was young. Terrine consisted of a multiple layer stack of
of pureed vegetables that were bake into an almost cake like consistency.
When he was just pulling it out of the oven, Sydara had come out of the bathroom.
Stretching her arms wide, he could not help but notice some of her cleavage had shown a bit
through the seam. He smiled to himself.
"Do you usually bake at four in the morning?" Sydara smiled at him and sat down at his
bar, on a very comfortable bar stool. Just watching his lightning-fast movements as he prepared
and plated the Terrine. Placing it in front of her, he smiled softly.
"Bon Appetite." He took the small fork and cut into his own slice and placed it in his
mouth, tasting the sweetness of the pureed carrots and the thickness of the potato. After
halfway through chewing his piece he tasted the legumes in the center with a hint of brown
sugar.
After Breakfast, he had her go to bed as he cleaned the dishes. She was obviously tired
and he really wanted to have her company when he got up later also. Once he was done, he
started a shower for himself. Slipping out of his clothing, he went under the waterfall of hot
water. After a while of being under the steamy pressure from the spray nozzle, he felt a chill go
up his lower back, as cool hands caressed his abdomen.
Turning around he saw Sydara in the shower with him, a devilish smile on her face with
her eyes affixed on his body. He pulled her closer into a deep and longing kiss, and they made
love right there in the shower; afterwards, they headed to the living room to continue their fun.
Before he reached his limit, he felt an excruciating pain from his chest, looking down he
saw his own beating heart within a flayed open rib cage. Letting out a scream of absolute terror,
he looked to Sydara to see her face twist into a hellish expression as she kept bucking her hips,
obviously not finished herself. After a few moments she shuddered and reached down into
Johnathan's chest and tugged out his heart, his screams suddenly stopped as his life slowly faded into blackness.
The last thing he saw was the woman he loved taking a bite out of his still beating heart, before oblivion took him.
Lilith was proud of herself, as she finished eating her prey's heart. She had spent way too
long in the human realm studying the woman that she would pose as to get her meal. It really
was a pity that she could not have kept him as her slave, but Samuel would have killed her for
betraying him. This was after all the final seal, one of the seven who must die to open the way
for the apocalypse.
Savoring her kill for a bit longer, she was shocked when a door burst open and the
woman she was posing as was screaming in terror and deep sorrow. The Octave and Pitch
suddenly increased to ear deafening levels as glass began to shatter from the windows, her brain
felt like it was swelling and shimmering as she realized it was a banshee's wail, and very fatal.
Lilith stood up and her body rippled as she vanished from sight, willing herself back to the gates of hell. Sydara sat down in front of Johnathan on the floor, her eyes swollen from crying so long when Matthew came to help her explain what happened to the police, making sure to make it seem like it was a burglary. Matthew always took care of his friends.