The Light and The Dark side of Lilith
Before Lilith fell, she was an archangel of peace and tranquility. She could change one's mood from hostile to peaceful, from anger to happiness, and so on and so forth. She was known as the peacekeeper of the Gods and the people on Earth.
When She followed her mate Lucifer to Hell, Lilith's wings changed from a beautiful pale pink color to black, mimicking the color of a crow. Even with black wings, Lilith was still the most beautiful woman to exist, her beauty toping that of even the Goddess Aphrodite.
When Lilith descended, her powers changed, they became sinful. She could now cause people to become lustful and filled with desire. She was the walking sin of lust.
Aphrodite became jealous of Lilith. She was upset that any man or woman Lilith was near wanted her and desired only her. Aphrodite had become so used to being the Goddess that every man and God lusted for that she didn't know what to do. The only thing she could think of was to seduce Lilith's mate Lucifer.
When Lucifer fell from the heavens, he became a vile man who cared about nothing other than himself. Since he was Lilith's fated mate, Lilith remained faithful to him, hoping that they'd be able to restore their relationship to what it once was. Lucifer had no plans of restoring their relationship, though. He was also a jealous man and hated all the attention Lilith was gaining. On several occasions, Lucifer locked Lilith in the deepest part of Hell, which later was named Tartarus. The more time Lilith spent there lustful, she became her gift gained in strength, becoming strong enough to drive even the sanest person insane with lust for her.
When Lilith was released from the most bottomless pit of Hell for tempting Michael, the archangel of protection, she immediately went to Lucifer's castle. She was determined to win her mate back and prove to him that she was faithful. Upon returning home, it is said that Lilith found Lucifer in the throes of passion with Aphrodite. Lilith became so enraged that her powers took over all her senses, and she sucked Lucifer's soul from his body, leaving nothing but an empty shriveled corpse behind. Aphrodite is mainly immune to Lilith's power since she is known as the Goddess of Lust, but on that night, Lilith's powers even affected Aphrodite, making her hair blond hair turn white and her blue eyes a dull grey.
After Lucifer's death, Lilith became the Queen of Hell; she ruled over all the fallen angels and the demons of the under realm; many of the demons were her offspring. It is said that Lilith and Loki, the God of mischief, became fast friends upon meeting each other. Loki loved the chaos that Lilith created in her path. Lilith wasn't used to a man not lusting after her, and Loki proved himself to be nothing but a friend to her; as a gift, Lilith gave him the land beneath the depths of Hell, which he later named Tartarus.
It is said that any offspring of Lilith would be more robust than Lilith herself. Her offspring would have the ability to control all gifts, both divine and demonic. Instead of sucking the soul out of people, her offspring would take their power source, making them invincible. No known offspring have been born to Lilith at this time, but if one was to be born, the gods have ruled that the child is to be killed immediately as their mere presence can hurl the world into utter chaos.
"Well, I think I might know where the bond you share with Katrina may have come from," I stated, showing Luka the chapter I was reading.
"Yeah, except the way I feel about Katrina isn't friendly," Luka replied, his eyes lustful as he thought of my mate.
"I don't think anyone's thoughts are pure when it comes to her." I laugh, noticing that the longer I spend with Luka, the less jealous of him I am becoming. I think I've accepted that he belongs in Katrina's life as much as I do. I wonder if the other guys will be as accepting.
"Do you think Lucifer was right and Lilith and Michael were hooking up?" Luka asked, picking apart the passage.
"Anything's possible, I guess," I replied, not one hundred percent certain that Lilith and Michael's affair had begun then since Lilith had just fallen. I knew she'd gone on a path of destruction after Lucifer died.
"Did you find anything in the other book?" I asked, checking the time on my watch to see how long we had until dinner.
"Uh yeah, but I'm not sure how important it is." He replied, "There is one passage that talks about a child conceived before an angel fell but was born after the fall. But there isn't anything about a child born from an arch and a fallen angel."
"Well, it seems like something worth looking into. It's the only thing we have to go off of." I replied.
Luka takes out his phone and snaps a few pictures of the pages about the child born after an angel descends, "I don't want to take the book from the archives. People might ask questions about why I'm researching this topic. I don't want to raise suspicions, especially if I start spending more time with Katrina."
I nod as a reply, following Luka's example and snapping some pictures of the passage about Lilith. I'm sure the others will want to take a look at them. I needed to give them good news after telling them what I let go down here in the underworld. My cousins will be upset with me, but my mate's happiness is what matters the most. My cousins will forgive me eventually; I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if I didn't put her wants and desires first.
"We should probably head back to the house. We have about an hour before dinner, and Persephone will whip my hide if I'm late or underdressed." I replied, glancing down at my casual attire.
"Uhhh…" Luka started a nervous look on his face, "if you don't want me near Katrina, I understand; I'll just see you back at the school." He stated quickly.
"It's fine." I reply, "I know Katrina will be happy to see you. She's been talking about you."
Luka face lit up in a bright smile, and I felt joy that I could make him happy… err, in a platonic-just friends kind of way… I think? Why was I staring at his face so closely, watching how dimples appeared when he smiled, how his nose wrinkled when he was happy, or how his eyes became animated. Why am I staring at his plush lips that are spread wide in a grin, wondering if they're as soft as they look?
I cleared my throat, confused at how I felt, before playfully shoving Luka, "Alright, let's get going. I think I've kept our girl waiting long enough."