As volatile as love can be its amazing when it truly happens..takes your breath and holds it..leaves you gasping for more.Yet it has consequences of its own.She had found love..had wrapped itself around her like a worn and comfortable blanket.Secret though it may be what little she could have she would take.Sighing softly on what was to be the last night unbeknownst to her she looks into his eyes "what a small piece of bliss we have here..do we not my love?" Her eyes searching his for what she hopes are feelings that match her own..blind to it anyway.The truth plainly written on his face she is blind to it.Sadly she is innocent of the ways of the world.... He smiles at her and lies... lies spill forth "yes my love...we are meant to have this time..we are meant to be here and come what many i shall remain by your side..never fear" He reaches up and kisses her hand softly and pulls her in for an embrace.His eyes closing even though thoughts swirl in his head telling him what he already knows to be true.That this cannot be.That he shall have to say goodbye...his lovely kitty having caught the eye of the one he serves.He sighs ...The evening approaches and he bids her goodnight and feet heavy with a regret he cannot express he walks off down the road to her home for the last time.Hoping that he may at least watch her life continue even if from a far off place.He doesnt look back for to do so may draw him back to her and he cannot do this.. cannot risk it.. must try and distract his master from her...and his child.
After several months of being alone she nears the end of her pregnancy..and the numbness of knowing that he will never come back to her she settles into a routine...the tiny life inside of her belly growing shaping taking form and becoming that which will one day be a breathtaking creature.She continues on simply willing it as she knows that she must give this baby life...this tiny kitten deserves no less.Swallowing hard she continues..one foot in front of the other...talking to the baby as she moves about..."yes my sweet one..soon you shall peek that little face into the world and i shall carry you through it all... we will be together... you and i against the world..." closing her eyes she rests in a small chair in her home...dozing to sleep as one who is with child often does...now aware of her surroundings...head lolling to the side and breath even..she softly purrs in her sleep...that soft sound filling the room.. a content picture of possiblt love and a frail thing that it is..it shall like all lovely things come to an end...
perched on her roof a creature moves his head back and scents the air...he smiles a smile that holds nothing of happiness.The night his safe passage he kneels there...watching her.Seeing the rise and fall of her chest and he makes plans...the soft night air filled with the rustle of leaves moving in the crisp autumn air.He lithely moves into the room..stalking forward on muscular legs..his fangs visible already gums having drawn back from a lack of feeding.He had purposfully held himself back from feeding..wanting only her blood to sing in his veins..."wake up little kitty...wake up.."his voice carries in the room and she opens her eyes with a start..body recoiling as this visage of something evil approaches...kneeling in front of her he takes in her body..smiles again...fangs flashing so it apprears to be more of a grimace."who..who are you..."looking around the room..she cannot hide her confusion..cannot ignore the beating of her heart as it flutters in her chest."i am a careful watcher,i observe i take i own...i have a great many things...yet i saw you with my servant and i knew then i would make you mine....so i have come to claim what i already own"He licks his lips..finishing his thought and waits for the inevitable reaction.She stands up quickly...obviously heavily pregnant and it seems to falter his steps none ad he closes in on her...."we will have to do something about THAT though.."Looking at her belly."you cant mean...oh god no!" and she begins to run..moving as quickly as she can hearing his laugh echoing in the night...but he does not give immediate chase.Confident in catching her he enjoys a good hunt.
Stumbling along the path in the forest she falls...feeling a sudden pain she screams out..."ohh...nnnoo" waters move swiftly from her body and leak onto the road soaking the dirt in this torrent of fluids...cramping she screams...her head moving back and forth again and again she cries out and slowly over time a small and pitious cry is heard.. Neden has taken her first breath of life...allowing nature to dictate her action she finishes the birth...terrified she pulls the soft shawl she has around her shoulders she places the tiny kitten into it and wraps her up against the cool air... terror dictating her next few steps she makes her way to a church..crying tears of complete loss for what she feels she must do...knwing the dangerous creature that now seems hell bent on owning her.She gently kisses the little kitten on the head lips pressed to her delicate skin as she sets the tiny bundle down and pulls on the ancient looking doorknocker and she slowly backs away for one last look..a small arm raising out of the bshawl as if to beckon her back..back to the love which lies in a small bundle on the steps of a church.A mothers last effort to save her child.....
..............she crouches behind a tree looking around...
.....................................creeping along on feet slinking in the dark a predator understands tracking his prey..he delights in the changing of the scents on the air.The acrid scent of fear as it causes the prey to catapult themselves through the trees in that last effort to prolong the inevitable.Sometimes the panting breaths that they try and hide..though their heart literally betrays them with its surge for air....
His eyes spy a white kitty and he leaps towards his goal..landing on top of her body still battered and bruised from the struggle to bring life to this worl to the flight in the woods that led to where she is now. Blood stained and clothing torn he runs a fingernail along her cheek.."truly thought you could escape? did the idea bring you hope? did you allow light to enter that heart of yours? such a sad thing..this thing called hope.." His iron grip tenses a moment before her shreds her skin oepn in an unearthly speed...flesh torn open his fangs slide inside of her and the blood moves into the new opening and follows a path along his throat and then to nourish him...his cold existance his unending hunger sated slowly drop by drop..each heartbeat of hers bringing him more strength as her spirit fades she still struggles..hands clawshaped she arches her back and screams one scream after another abruptly cut off by his hand..now a low moan in her ravaged throat.."shut your mouth bitch..."blood dripping onto her face as he breaths into her ear..she can feel the heat of her blood on his tongue as he licks a path on her skin smiling to only return and rip her throat open more, practically burying his face in her flesh and making a groan he feeds more.He lifts up looking at her and glancing down at his hand her slips his fange into his flesh and tears it open pressing his palm into her mouth wrapping his fingers under her chin, in essence locking her mouth over his wrist..giving he no choice ..nothing to do but to feed...she tries to breath through her nose..tries to convince herself that if she just hold on a little longer this will all end.But as things continue his blood drips ever downward..moving towards this living flesh ready to imbibe the soul and currupt what is within...as its work begins she tastes it then... shaking her head he reaches back and slaps her hard enough that she begins to feel her reality shiver and become unstable.."drink it you little bitch.. drink it and ill be your master ill be your everything you will know noone else and you will dispair utterly...I OWN YOU!"he screams this into her ear.... She cries and succumbs to the blood and she feels him dragging her.....his hand under her throat...fingers digging into her flesh she feels the pain...bright and hot in their ability to make her focus somewhat as pain can do...he reaches his chosen destination a graveyard...a lovely mausoleum...enscribed with poetry of some sort for a lost love a fallen mother perhaps..but nothing so lovely as this awaits her..no she hears the door open and then he takes her and throws her into the mausoleum and her world goes black....
...........later..movement...pain and blood in her mouth....she cries scrambling towards the outside...the door creeps open and it is nightfall and she is alone....
.....walking along the road she walks to a bar...a decrepid bar....a heavy burden upon her soulless form..
Lackluster and without hope scrambling for anything that doesnt so closely resemble hell in all of its forms she stumbles along a short distance into a land known for darker things... a place to satiate your hungers or perhaps as she wished a place to hide her pain and hide herself.Head drooping and eyes full of sorrow she tries to impersonate a person who might be mistaken for one with something to live for.
She walks into what appears to be a bar..soot covered and mildew ridden yet the invitation is clear here...from the scragly dressed women to the men lumbering ?
about..some clearly not men with eyes full of some sort of fire.Seems they are seeking some sort of consolation in the arms of some stranger whose name they will never know.So the slow soft death of someone slicing their very flesh open to feed.Holding them in arms that can offer that solace but at a price.She shakes her head and continues into this den...this hallowed ground for the lost and forsaken.Feet heavy with her burden.Having recently lost a part of herself.
She walks to and sits at the bar.Looking down she waits to be served...the bar man watches her for a moment and then saunters over....filled with something not so
nice.But who could possibly know what his true intentions were?She looks up as he stops in front of her.."may i have some warm blood possibly...?"He nods and walks off towards the other end of the bar and begins to prepare her drink.Stirring in all sorts of things..He stops lifts the glass and looks at it.. making sure the color is consistent with quality blood.He takes it and sets it down in front of her with a clink."is that all you would like miss?..."
"kitty...and yes i do not require much to sustain me sir"She then wraps her hands about her drink licking her lips slowy afterwards a bit consumed by the intoxicating taste.Eyes taking in the strange surroundings.The song on the radio playing lulls her...she closes her eyes and sings along..fingers wrapped around her glass..."black celebration......black celebration..tonight.." Head moving softly from side to side as she loses herself in this.Unaware of a strange turn her life is about to take.Not knowing that everything will change through the actions taken tonight.Like a single drop of blood that has been dropped into her glass before her...everything shall reverberate for her unto infinity.
A waking nightmare...shadows play across her face as she feels nothing but agony.. a strange tearing sensation deep within her.she is strangely dulled in her sences ?
though.. nothing seems real."This could not really be happening..could it?" Her mind tries to wrap itself around this.Tries to assertain whether this is real.Yet the truth remains hidden to her sluggish like one who is caught in a drugged slumber.Time passes and she can feel something still moving within her...her eyes open and she can see a dark shape eyes filled with a strange cold fire and him thrusting inside of her body ravaging that which is inside of her.A spark is ignited within her as she feels such agony..a flare of life spills forth wrapping itself around one of her fertile eggs. Miniscule in size it crawls into her egg slowly imbuing it with a demonic feral life of its own....as the demon takes his fill he remains aware of what has happened...the balrog not fully formed but strong already with a small hard shell finds its way outside of
her body as she is taken..succumbing to its own uncertain future it lands on the ground and moves slowly to a dark place.
.................she awakens from her sleep wrapped in her soft nest.She opens her eyes while still lying there.Certain she just heard a voice.A voice she had never heard before this day.Yet....yet...it sounds so familiar."please it says..help me find you." She looks around now slowly raising upwards to where she is sitting."hello?" The word not seconds from passing her lips she hears the voice yet again. "you can help me,i feel you..you call to me.Please do not deny me"The voice pleads and some part of her softens and she does not know why."Who are you? Why are you so familiar to me? Do i know you?"Even as those last words pass her lips she knows the truth in a sence...yes she does know this being.Somehow it feels as if she has waited to hear this voice her whole life."I am closer now.. just reach out to me .. i can find you..just call to me ..please" She closes her eyes then again and tried to focus her energy outwards.Shoving it out like a beacon,hoping that will suffice.
From a distance she can hear the voice again but it is much closer."i arrive soon" Occuring to her that this whole time she has not openly spoken a word.She looks around as she hears a noice in this still place that can only mean one thing.That she is not alone anymore.Opening her eyes she looks around and in the corner she sees a shadow..a small shadow not too large."i can see you.Who are you?"She asks with hesitation in her eyes.Her guns are close she tries to reassure herself with this.Yet for some strange reason a calm has overtaken her."...mother?" She hears this word and a warmth tenders the air about her and she can hear truth in this.She can hear a hesitation in this one word.This one word that has meant so much to some throughout history and yet to others has brought about sadness.She can hear fear..fear of rejection..fear of desolation once more.One who having seen much sadness can only truly utter and wield."i..." Can this be true? She rememberd nothing of carrying a ?
child."I never bore a child.But you seem to be so familiar...can it be true?" You did not carry me but for perhaps the span of a few seconds mother.I came about from pain..a dark night a long time again.. perhaps you might remember.I only remember hearing your cries of pain and knowing that i was there" She closes her eyes then and she begins to cry.."oh no... oh no.... no no no noo....i cant remember this.." shaking her head she wraps her arms around her legs and begins to rain a torrent of tears.She feels him come closer feet padding lightly on the floor.She feels arms wrap around her and a warmth from his body as he tries to take some of the pain.
"i am the result of that night..yes" he whispers into her ear. "taste of my blood confirm it.. you will know i speak the truth.You will know that i will never let anyone hurt you again. please mother..do as i say"He takes a small claw running it down his skin ..suddenly the night is filled with the scent of blood.Undeniable..unforgettable...he takes his claw tip and places it against your lips."here..trust me." She flicks a small tongue along her lip catching the taste of her own tears and his blood and she knows as ?
that one drop of blood surely tells such a story she has found her son.One that has been lost to her without her even knowing it.. The mixture of tears and blood such a
combination to evoke a memory of her son.Yet here he kneels holding her and she can feel his strength.She continues to cry but softer now.."yes ..you are mine indeed." "i know the name of the one that did this to you mother...yet i must call him father...his name is very appropriate of what he did to you....indecency..." She can hear regret in those words.The child of a demon and pain...yet he kneels there protective and loving..perhaps he takes after his mother after all...she muses.
what is your name?" she wonders .. he whispers into her ear "B1aze" She smiles having found her son of fire.
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