Dream Lover

My name is Alice Logan Chapter 1

My name is Alice Logan, 27year old head of trauma nurses at Doctors Hospital. I lead a rather ordinary life, hanging out with friends, going to the gym and reading that is my passion. I suppose you could say that I've a charmed life but I wouldn't as it's the same thing just a different day. A car crash caused by a suicidal woman driving her sports car over 85 miles per hour when she hit the rear end of a mini van killing 4 while one clung to life by an ever fading tether. The woman who caused all of this simply walked away with minor injuries.

Okay fine I get the whole wanting to die issue but what made her want to take others with her?

We went to work on the sole survivor of the crash as soon as they wheeled her in on the ambulance gurney. The person had multiple compound fractures possibly a concussion due to head wound. Her head and neck were stabilize to the back board with a cervical collar and medical tape held her head to the board to keep them from harming herself and to keep her immobilized in case of injury to her neck and spine while we work on her. A medic was straddled over the victim performing chest compressions. We moved fast to stabilize our patient...her heart stops.Looking down into her cut up and bloodied face made me think of the direction of my life; she was around my age.

I couldn't get home fast enough I need to wash away the stains of the day. Not the blood I'm constantly doing that at work but to wash away the fatigue and try to purge from my mind that poor woman (Jane Doe) clinging to life because of the actions of another. I stripped and drew a hot bath with essential oils and burned some candles to set the mood for complete relaxation. I climbed into the bath and it felt like heaven. I leaned back onto the bath pillows and closed my eyes as the water lapped against ever part of my aching body. I reached for the bath loofer and poured some bath gel onto it and slowly wash each part starting with my arms. The suds felt like what you image clouds must. I heard a strange noise coming from my bedroom and seeing as I live alone with no pets I was slightly frighten. It sounded like someone walking around looking through my things. I got out of the tub soaking wet covered with suds and bubbles covering my naked body. I grabbed a towel and wrapped it round me then unscrewed the towel rack and held it like I was about to swing at an on coming pitch. My steps slow and deliberate as I walked to my room. A tall man dressed in a tuxedo with thick dark hair that curled up at the ends was standing in my room looking out of the window at the skyline.

"I don't know how you got in here or what you want but I think it best that you leave." The man said nothing as my heart raced crashing against my insides with a crushing force. "I said you need to leave!"

The next thing I knew I feel his lips pressed against mine. They were soft as a cherubs flutter pulling me deeply. I couldn't see his whole face just his indigo blue eyes intensely fixed on mine. I felt a sharpness like my flesh was being cut and my heart slowing to a thud. He placed his hand behind my head and raised it up to meet his wrist as he used his pinky finger nail to open a vain. As his blood filled my mouth I felt and saw his life..his love..his desire, his sorrow and I felt this power coming from him I was more alive then I've ever been. The beeping got louder and harder to ignore.

I here what sounds like an alarm clock going beep beep beep. The next thing I know I'm shocking the crash victim with my defibrillator paddles. "Clear!" I hadn't been at home I was still at the hospital working to save this woman's life but I had the taste of blood in my mouth and one of the other nurses noticed two puncture holes on the side of my neck that were weeping blood. The doctor instructed another nurse to take my place while I tended to my wounds.

But how could this be? How could I be bleeding from the neck from a dream I didn't really have? Am I awake now or asleep?

What The Fuck?! Chapter 2

The surgeon came to me when he'd cleaned up from working on "Jane Doe." I kept hearing the disembodied voice of the man from the dream as the doctor spoke to me their voices over lapping.

Dream Lover (DL): "What you experienced is real, its powerful, it's you and I we are destined."

Doctor: "Alice are you alright? You've been distracted lately not at all like yourself."

Shit I'm thinking distraction is putting it mildly as I stare at him hoping he can't hear DL's voice. I'm unaware that I'm chewing on my thumb as the doctor continues speaking to me until I tasted blood . the doctors voice sounding muffled and gurgling. "How did you get those wounds on your neck? If I didn't know any better I'd say you were bitten by a vampire." he laughed but this is the real world so how did this...he points to my neck how did that happen?"

DL's voice still talking getting louder if to drown out what the doctor is saying and I'm thinking what the fuck? "Um I was playing with my friends new marmot and the little bastard bit me but I've been tested and on antibiotics to prevent infection. I'm copasetic Nothing new going on same ol same ol."

I realize that everyone around me is moving rapidly in a steady flow of surreal movement. The voice in my head getting loud to the point that I yell out "Shut the fuck up already." I gasped and placed my hands over my mouth wondering if I'd just said that out loud and by the look of insult emanating from his pores told me that I had. luckily for me I was wearing my blue ray ear phone.

"I'm so sorry Sir I wasn't telling you to 'shut the fuck up'. Points to the ear piece and whispers On the phone with my sister. Can we pick this up another time? Yeah ..no doctor I meant you and I, my sister..Silly Cow. -holds up hands in embarrassment- just put the phone down on me but I've got rounds and loads of paper work but you can buy me a coffee on my break if you want."

He stood there looking befuddled as I backed away from him waving my hand while sporting a subtle smile. Once around the corner and out of his sight I grabbed my head and pressed my back against the wall trying to figure out what's going on. Let's see I had some crucial weed the other night but it can't be that! I took a deep breath then shook it off and went on with getting my paper work done. I was sitting at the nurses station when the lights in the hall went out like dominoes falling and I felt something slimy and cold running through me. I was on the critical care unit these lights can't go out but wait the back up generator will kick in any second must be another brown out due to this heat. DL's voice broke the silence. "Go into room 512 the patient in bed B is about to die from a blood clot fast approaching her heart." I didn't hesitate and went to the room. If I was crazy then I'd deal with that later. When I reached the patient in bed B of room 512 I saw inside her body like an MRI machine running on nothing but instinct I placed my hand over her chest and watch in amazement as it melts into her chest. I reached inside still in shock and removed the clot and ate it.I removed my hand and her wound closed up as if it had never been invaded. I injected .5 milligrams of Verced an amnesiac used in O.R. There is no way to explain to her...hell to myself what had just happened then I gave her Heparin to dissolve any clots that may be there.

I felt my inside twist and bind in knots and rushed off to the patients bathroom and locked the door. I was covered with sweat as thick as a layer of frost and just as cold. I groaned and retched as quietly as I could I didn't want to draw attention to myself. The pain was making it hard to breathe as I vomited up nothing but blood. I began retching and felt the hand of DL on my back and holding my hair out of the way. I was choking on what felt like a pebble but finally brought it up. I looked at it and it looked like a twisted crystal of some kind. His voice echoing in my head while he explained what was going on.

"You've just saved that woman's' life and you did it on instinct. That which you hold in your hand is the illness that was killing her."

I looked at him shaking and not knowing what was real. I could only see fragments of him but I felt this malevolence and power and I didn't turn away.

"Why did I do that? What's happening to me? Who are you?" I wanted answers and wanted them now.

"You saved her life, you're becoming who you're meant to be and I am ...well it's best you see for yourself." He placed his hands on either side of my head with his thumbs pressed hard against my temples. I felt like I was being pulled backwards into an abyss I was soon flooded with images of angels fighting angel. The smell of blood every where the agony of their impalement on huge stakes then thrown into a massive grave with their wings ripped off and disemboweled in the center of the heavens. Things were moving in what felt to be real time and shifted to what looked like me and this man together. Our naked bodies clenched together spinning in the air slowly above the ground.

I couldn't take anymore and ripped his hands away from my head then crawled into a corner in the bathroom hugging my knees with my hands and rocking back and forth. "I don't understand..just please go away this is too much!" I buried my face in my knees and closed my eyes hoping he'd be gone when I opened them and he was. I on the other hand fell backwards onto my bed.

"Holy Shit! What's happening to me?"

And So It Begins. Chapter 3

I fell backwards in slow motion but my body hit the bed with such force it rolled me onto my stomach. I felt a rumble in my stomach my heart beating like its losing time. Panting I breathed in deeply and soaked in the calm before the storm I felt brewing. Whoosh I was being blown across the bed and holding on the top left post of my four poster bed for dear life.to keep me from being pulled towards the closed windows in my bedroom. Where was this cold air coming from? The pictures flew off the tables and walls crashing onto the floor,against the walls then I felt it.

He swooped down on top of me embracing me with his arms and kissing the middle of the nape of my neck. He did this three times and each time he held me tighter nearly squeezing the life out of me or so it felt. I screamed out his name in my mind and that's when everything went still the only noise my heavy breathing I leapt from the bed into the bathroom to check the places he'd touched me. I held a mirror up and moved my hair aside with my other hand and saw what looked like a hickey.

I thought to myself what kind of whatever he is leaves a hickey? What is he 19? Then my sides felt sore tender to the touch. I put the mirror down and lifted my baby doll night gown up and found deep bruises forming on my skin before my eyes. "What the hell is this? What the fuck's going on?" My fear gave way to anger then it started up again that cold gust of air blew me into the shower. I bashed the back of my head hard against the tiles and felt the warm claret running down the back of my head. I touched it with my hand and when I looked down it was covered in blood. The bath tiles went flying through the room crashing into everything the chunks hitting me like a pellet gun. I curled up in a ball to protect myself from the flying debris and closed my eyes then everything went black.

When I came to I saw the blurred figure of a man from a distance wearing black from head to foot. His eyes robins egg blue reflected when light passed them. His hair was dark brown, thick like silk carpet it made me want to walk through it with my feet and feel the texture between my toes. His lips forming words I couldn't understand.

I thought my head had cleared up a bit when I noticed I'm sitting on a bed in the desert wearing a red dress far sexier then anything I'd ever where. He was standing at the spot where Lucifer fell his skeleton crushed into the harden sand. But how do I know this? It looked it something prehistoric...well it was if you think about it. I put my hands over my eyes but like a child I was looking through the spaces between my fingers. I was awed when he uncased his wings; off white and black around the fringes from millennia's worth of blood. He came closer to me gliding his feet never touched the ground. I shouted."ENOUGH!" Then I heard his voice for the first time and it wasn't in my head. It echoed and sounded like multiple voices mixed into one. I froze too afraid to scream..too afraid to turn away. I was a stir of emotions and the one emotion stronger then fear overwhelmed me and it was the desire to touch him. The closer he got to me the harder it was to see his face.I could only see his eyes.

He said. "Don't be afraid Alice. I've known you from the moment you were created." Before I could speak he was on top of me straddling my body, he placed his finger over my mouth and continued telling me what he had to say. "You have always been mine even though you were made for that fool Adam. Your real name is Lilith and you are the original human. You weren't made from the rib of Adam you were made before Adam and empowered with the knowledge of a of a god."

Images of Eden and this life filled my senses. I could see and smell the plethora of plants and flowers. Birds were chirping and the beasts walked among us in harmony. I felt myself changing becoming stronger more confident and seriously fucked up in the head. This shouldn't be happening to me big whoop I used to be Lilith. I didn't know who she was and right now I didn't care. My thoughts raced with memories of that life.

"You were originally made to be a companion of the one you call God but you refused to bow to him and you were sent to Eden where a man was awaiting your arrival. You didn't seem to care that you'd been expelled from Heaven from his grace you went to bed Adam to forget and when he told you that women belong under the man you laughed in his face and left Eden. The legends and lore about you was born. Some believe you to have been a Succubus draining the souls from men as they dream of you then after a while he (God) made you human."

I sat there with him on top of me listening to what sounds like a bad B-movie. He can see this in my eyes and says with a giggle. "You're still full of piss and vinegar Lil."

"My name is Alice Logan and either someone slipped me a serious Mickey at work or I've lost my mind."

"Do you know why humans have the little dimple above their top lips? It's because I tell each of them a secret and seal it by leaving that mark. You think I'm crazy or not real that I'm something your mind created in your dreams. Well I'm real.Takes my hand and I feel his heart beating. I pulled back from him holding my hand in shock. "Please tell me I'm being Punk' d by my friends because this is way too much for me." He leaned in his eyes glowing and reflecting like a cat pulling me deeper and deeper into them. His hands cups my head gently and he kisses me then starts undressing me. I move his hands away from me then he does something with his mind and I'm unable to move.

"Please God help me!" I said to myself. He whispered "Shhh it's going to be alright I promise you. I felt his cool hand slide between my hot sweaty thighs. I heaved and sighed when he entered me with his fingers my entire body convulsed and shuttered the deeper he kissed me the deeper he tickled my insides. I felt an electric volt shoot through me and I craved him. My legs wrapped around his waist while is wings shielded me from the desert sun. When he pulled his fingers out of me and played my button like a concerto I thought I was about to die as I exploded. I ripped at his shirt sending the buttons flying about like shrapnel soon I was dragging my finger nails down through the hair on his chest leaving ribbons of blood in there wake. He grunted then ripped my dress open exposing my naked body. I wanted him inside me so badly I was begging but he made me wait while teasing me to the point of madness.

He Pulled away from me and I was shaking like a junkie. I needed to feel his manhood inside me. "Why did you stop?" He looked at me and ran his finger along my lips and said. "Are you sure this is what you want because there's no going back?" With my eyes wide open I said "Yes I'm more then sure." He rear up and pulled back is massive wings and when he entered me with his member that sweet pinch of pain soon gave way to debauchery and blood lust. As he thrust into me I caught his rhythm. He took his hand and turned my face to the side then I felt a burning and stabbing sensation in my neck my heart beat slowing. The world around me spinning and my body becoming cold. He roared in a manner I'd never heard from any of the beasts in the wild then he filled me with his seed and I felt my heart beat returning to normal.

Panting I asked him "How can an Angel be a Vampire?" He flipped me over onto all fours and mounted me from behind pulling my hair like reigns and speaking through his thrusts. 'I-I am mo-re then tha-t and show are YOU!" He filled me up again so much that it was running back out of me.

I feel this crash behind me and hear someone beeping a horn. I was behind the wheel dazed. I pulled the car over and began crying. I checked my neck the two wounds sore and weeping my thighs aching and bruised. "SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME WHAT'S GOING ON!"

Seeking Normality Chapter 4

I got myself together as best I could. I needed a stiff drink and to be around friends so I rang up my best friend Claire and asked her to meet me at Brady's Irish pub. I fiddled around in my purse looking for a cigarette and lighter. I'd sworn off these things but right now smoking is the least of my problems remaining sane is my main priority and its getting harder and harder to do so.

It felt good being in familiar surroundings filled with people having a good time. When I saw Claire making her way through the crowd of people coming over to my table I was filled with hope. I threw my hands around her neck she threw hers around my waist we nearly crushed the breath out of one another then air kisses and sat down. My mind was a mess but I didn't want to think about that and ordered a round of drinks. Four shots of Flatliners for me a drink made of tequila, vodka, sambuco and a dash of Tabasco sauce. She ordered cranberry juice and vodka when the drinks arrived I slammed all four shots within five minutes and ordered four more while Claire nursed her drink. She knew something was wrong seeing me drink the way that I was. She was seated across the table from me and leaned in with that look of concern on her face. I couldn't hear her over the din.

"What's with the power drinking Ali?"

I nervously played with my pack of smokes and pretended not to hear what she'd said. She placed her hand on mine and tried speaking to me but the noise in the pub drowned her out. In her frustration she reached into her purse and took out her mobile and sent me a text asking me what's going on. I sent her back a text that read: Nothing just a lot of stress at work. This was always a believable excuse. I text again and asked if she knew anything about dreams to which she text back: Not much, why? I sent another text: Just asking. Then we both starting laughing at how ridiculous it was for us to be texting one another while sitting across from one another.

It felt great to be back to normal. We chatted the night away then got two taxis home. We hugged and made plans to meet on Friday. I waited for her to get into her taxi before getting into mine. She lived downtown I lived uptown. I flopped into the back of the cab and give the driver my address. I didn't pay much attention to him as we made idle chatter. My eyes were killing me so I removed my contact lenses then put on my glasses. It's funny but its easier for me to remove them when drunk then it is sober. He adjusted the rear view mirror and that's when I realized it was the man whose name I dare not mention. I yelped "Jesus Christ!" and tried to get out of the cab I didn't care that it was moving at a fair rate of speed I just wanted out but couldn't.

"Ah what's the matter aren't you happy to see me?" He chuckled. I began to get annoyed by his constant intrusions and gave him what for. I had a belly full of liquid courage and went for it even though I knew he could kill me on the spot. I scrambled to collect the contents of my purse that got flung about the back seat when I realized it was him. So I lit a cigarette to calm me down and began talking to him.

"Tell me something ok? What kind of Angel or whatever you are stalks a mortal? Think about it isn't it a bit strange?"

I crossed my legs and continued smoking. He had he cheek to tap his finger on the no smoking label. I laughed and kept smoking. "Are you kidding me? Seriously do you not have something better to do them follow me?"

As he started talking I spoke over him to the point of screaming. "I'm not the person you think I am. I'm not fucking Lilith or any of the other things that you've told me. You're nothing but a figment of my over active imagination and who haunts my dreams. Why can't you just stay in my dreams. Is it because I don't sleep much and sleepwalk during what is supposed to be my waking moments? I don't get that much time to sleep because of my job so I'm asking you nicely to please leave me alone and stay in my dreams where you belong? I'll be whatever and whoever you wish me to be in my dreams but this has to stop NOW!"

The cab driver cleared his throat and said "Lady I don't know what you're yammering about but take my advice you're far to pretty to be getting this drunk and hallucinating. Here we are $45.25 please?" Not again for fuck sake I can't take much more of this I thought.

"Yeah no worries its just been one of those days when a drink dulls and turns down the volume on life you know? Thanks for your concern and I hope that I didn't freak you out."

I gave him $50.25 leaving him with a five dollar tip as I tried to figure out how to get out of the car. He got out and helped me to my front door as I struggled to get the key into the lock. He unlocked my door gave me my keys and said good night. I managed to make it to the sofa where I passed out on my stomach and for the first time in what felt like ages I didn't dream. When the alarm went off I switched off then called in sick which is something I've never done and went back to sleep.

The Quickening Chapter 5

I'd slept for three marvelous days without a visit from the man whose name I dare not speak. Maybe he was just a figment from being fatigued and stress top it off with bouts of chronic insomnia and you're liable to see and hear anything. I decided to take a drive up the coast to the beach where I'd sit on the sand watching the waves come and go; to reconnect. I was cruising along changing the tunes on my I pod when I looked up and there he was standing in the middle of the road. I closed my eyes hoping he'd be gone when I opened them but no such luck. I figured what did I really have to lose by doing what I was about to do and that was press the pedal to the floor of the car and mow him down.

I should have known it wouldn't work the car drove through him as if he were a hologram. I spun out and tried to regain control of the car when it flipped leaving me pinned inside upside down. I saw him standing there shaking his head in my rear view mirror. My attention was drawn away by the leaking sound and the smell of gasoline. I screamed out while frantically trying to get out of the car. I was pinned against the air bag and legs under the crushed dash board. I followed the trail of gasoline crawling towards him. He just stood there watching me emotionless as he lit a cigarette.

I thought to myself 'Holy Shit!' He really is going to kill me. I watched as he inhaled deeply then flicked the lit cigarette into the pooling gasoline racing its way over to the gas tank of my car. I began beating the insides of the car struggling to get free..

THUD

I heard a heavy sound and what sounded like metal being ripped apart. I looked up and it was him. He reached inside and pulled me out right as the car exploded. He expanded his wings to protect me from the blast as he carried me in his arms....

I came to on a beach I'd never seen with a massive head ache. There was a warm liquid running down my forehead partially blinding me in one eye. I raised my hand to my head and then looked at my fingers they were covered in blood. I was far beyond freaked I was having a 'dead babies' moment of stark and jarring doses of reality. I felt down around my legs that were killing me. I felt the sharp edges of bone in several areas of my legs I nearly passed out from the pain. A compound fracture in the tibia of my left leg and another in the femur of my right thigh. I tried to scream but by now it hurt to breathe. He placed his hand under my neck then licked the blood running down my face. It burned and sizzled like searing flesh his other hand pressing hard against the broken bones in my legs felt on fire as he snapped them back into place. In a few moments it was as if accident didn't happen.

I felt stronger and more alive then ever then I asked "Who are you really?" It hadn't dawned on me thank him but then I thought thank him for what he the cause of all of this?!

"I'm only partially responsible for this."

I thought great now he can read my thoughts or am I talking out loud again?

"You left me precious little choice the time has come for you to accept your birthright and see me as I truly am."

He Pulled me close to him and encased me in his wings then he waved his hand over my face. The sky went black with purple lightening cutting through it. He was sitting at a table with twelve other men they were feasting on a banquet of roasted pig, pomegranates, pastries filled with cheeses and goat and lamb. He was seated beside a man the color of sand whose eyes burned through you like the flames that guard the eternal abyss and whose hair was thick like lambs wool. The man whose name I dare not speak kissed this man on the cheek while being slipped thirty pieces of silver into his satchel.

I could feel, smell and see this as if I were him sharing the Last Supper. Then flashed to a crowd beating a man carrying a cross. I felt each nail being hammered into his wrist through to the planks of wood. His feet crossed and the bolt it took to keep him in place. The gut wrenching pain of trying to breathe when they raised the cross. I watched as most of the crowd cheered and those close to this man sobbing and praying.

"STOP I CAN'T TAKE ANYMORE!"

"Shhh." he said. "You wanted to know who and what I am we're nearly there."

Then I was taken even further back to the ethereal planes where I saw him in his true from. He glowed like polished gold, his wings pointed downward in submission then this voice without a body spoke in a loud booming sound. "You have always served me well. Now I'm going to give you what you asked for but there's a price for you to feel what it's like to be human. You will be reviled by most and lauded by others. You are being charged with the task of betraying my only son without you he doesn't exist."

He was cast down and shoved into a human body with all of his knowledge and power erased or so he thought. The irony of his request to feel human made him unable to forgive himself for what he was sent to do. The guilt was eating him alive and driving him insane. He sought a release from this even if it meant being damned to hell. He ripped the edges of his shirt then braided them into a noose slipped the hang mans knot over his head he said "I'm sorry I'm not strong enough to carry this burden" then kicked away the small crate he was standing on.

But there was no escape for him as he dangled from the noose which broke the branch it was attached to. In his rage he cursed the ONE who set him on this path. "You Master of Lies. You're no different then Lucifer you just have a better address. I will feed upon your precious monkey's that walk this planet. I'll exploit their weaknesses and make them into my image."

It was at that moment that he recited an ancient and forbidden rite to make good on this threat. as soon as the words left his mouth he felt his shell, his human form begin to die cell by cell. You cannot even begin to know that kind of agony Each sinew and spot of flesh contorted..twisted like being ground in a meat grinder. He felt the infection of evil feeding on His rage. This brought him to his knees and hands. His wings began to catch fire a fire that spread through him like wild fire. When his transmogrification had completed itself he was forever changed.

I thought I was losing my mind and just wanted away from him but that wasn't going to happen. He reached into his chest with his bare hand and ripped a piece of his heart out and shoved it down my throat with his bloody hand. I couldn't breathe began retching and heaving violently as this alien introduced into my body, into the very core of who I was took over me making me experience the glorious and exquisite agony that transcended into pleasures unknown. My ingestion of his heart told me without a doubt who and what he was....I could feel my body getting cold..the heaving as my body began to reject what he'd done to me.

I fell to the ground curled up in a ball then on all fours. I began vomiting up this substance thick as molasses. I was choking; body spasm knocking me around like being kicked in the stomach. It was too thick I had to get this Shit out of me. I grabbed it and pulled hard with both hands as it puddled on top of the sand..I was dying. The stuff I threw up began to wriggle slimming into human form with my face with a few changes. It was blonder more enticing and pleasing to the eye skin pale like bone china . I felt this horrific pain in my shoulder blades as my wings grew. My skin tearing and becoming macerated into what felt like grounded meat as they formed. I fell to the sand shaking and holding my hand out for him but he just looked at me as I took on the pain of this things creation, When it was all over there were two of me...She was stronger then I was and absorbed me into her like a praying mantis. Alice was gone Lilith was back with her lover Judas Iscariot creator of a rare breed of vampire.

Becoming Chapter 6

I watched in glorious splendor as she came out of a crouched position. She was luminous with skin so pale it was like a breath caught by the chilling hands of Winter. She shrieked and moan as the pain of her re-birth commenced.She was on all fours as the skin on her back burned, blistered and macerated like mince as she gained her wings. They were magnificent white as a cloud dripping amniotic fluid the transmogrification was near completion I became more and more excited. Her agonized wailing and the cracking and re shaping of her body was a sight to behold. Her hair became white blond like spun candy, a perfect mane. She grabbed me by the throat and held me three feet from the ground her eyes onyx black.

"Why did you bring me back Gabriel or are we going by Jude? She hissed. Did you have another falling out with mom and dad again?" She lowered him to the ground then licked the side of his face her tongue that felt like velvet against his skin it burned like dry ice then breathed me in to smell the real reason she was resurrected. She looks around and sees he's dressed her in red he always loved her in that color. The color of blood... of love... of life itself. "Goddammit Gabriel! You know how much I loath this place. She places her hand over her nose and mouth to mask the odor. I don't like being around these talking monkey's (humans) They were given paradise and look what they've done with it. The putrid smells and sights.....I'll give you this much you've given me a smoking hot vessel."

"Only the best for you my love but I feel the need to tell you that Alice the true owner of that shell you're currently occupying is very strong and will fight against your nature..your needs. But she needed to be strong so you couldn't rip through her." He picked up some of the white sand off the beach and rubbed it together in his heated hand to form a small 8x10 mirror to show her all of her beauty. He watched her twirling around checking out her human shell.

"You know that I'd give you nothing but the best Lil. It's good to see you've still got the temper of a viper. He smirked. But then you did make nice with the serpent in the Garden didn't you?"

"You were there so you tell me. She laughed. I've only been here a few minutes and yet I'm bored already." She yawned and stretched practicing re tracking her wings and grimacing from pain. "I know what you need and so do you but it involves those talking monkey's you detest so." She looked at me again this time her eyes bluer then the sky itself flickered and sparkled like a perfect jewel."

He encased me within his wings and off we went. We ended up sitting on the ledge of the building literally crouched down with hands resting on our knees while the arches of our feet kept us steady like gargoyles protecting the building. We watched our prey as she ran on the tread mill in the gym. Oh how sweet she smelled..the beating of her heart Thud thud thudding in my ears making my blood heat to a boil. I swooped over to the ledge of the building the floor she was on was nothing but glass. I could see her but she couldn't see me. I walked through the glass through her body giving her an uneasy chill that causes her to lose her footing and fall down throwing her backwards against the wall.

A young lady watching the desk came over and tried to help but I reassured her that I had the situation under control. I walked over to her and introduced myself. I find it funny that she didn't even recognize her best friend Alice. I never have understood how people couldn't tell that Clark Kent was actually Superman but then they chose to see what they want and believe what they want..Shit I got off topic there still very weak in this body.

I helped her up off the floor and suggested a soak in the hot tub would help her muscles from knotting up. We went into the sauna/ hot tub section of the gym she was dazed a bit and needed help getting into the hot tub. The warm soothing bubbles seem to have a sedation effect on her. I was beginning to hear the mewling voice of Alice pleading with me to spare this woman to spare her best friend Claire. I was running out of time I needed to do this and shut out Alice's voice. I slowly ran my hand down her face the quickly encased her in my wings and took her back to Gabriel's. I could sense it though I'd never been to it. He had everything prepared by the time we arrived. The candle light soft music and chilling bottle of Cristol sat in an ice bucket. I could hear the ice melting and cracking like fire works exploding. I couldn't take much more of this.

Gabriel walked into the room dressed in black but Claire didn't see him until he was behind her holding her by the throat. She gasped and began shaking like a junkie her fear was delicious. I put my hand between her legs until I reached the entrance of life itself. Gabriel had her completely enthralled she was dying to give in to us both. I pushed my hand up inside her tickling her sweet spot with the tips of my fingers.

"Shut up Alice! You're only making me want to do this more..Chill and watch us play!"

At this point it wouldn't have mattered what was going on around Claire she was caught in the throes. Gabriel nibbling and suckling from her breasts like a new born. Her body spasm became one continuous orgasm rocking her to the core of who she was. Gabrielle and I looked one another in the eyes while giving her unearthly pleasures. Our eyes turned black I ripped through her cervix and removed her uterus while he pulled her heart right out of her chest. It was still beating as he held it up in front of me. I wolfed it down in one then consumed her uterus. Her screams became a concerto that had just begun. We sat on the floor next to the body and wondered if we should turn her or kill her there was still time but not much of it. "What do you think would give Alice more pain? Us killing her best friend or turning her?" Neither he nor I could come up with what to do so we flipped a coin either way this chick's life is over. I flipped the coin and as it toppled Gabriel called out tails which meant we had to turn her.

I reached inside my chest and tore away a small portion of my heart and placed it into her chest. Her womb was gone she didn't need it anymore besides we control who becomes one of us. We sipped on champagne and played with each others nether regions waiting and watching her come back to us. She would have to be caved and chained up until we knew how her transformation took. You could see our blood spreading under her skin like legions of tiny ball bearings. I was growing stronger by the minute thanks to good old Claire.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHH growls Claire before lunging at me with speed that makes it look invisible to those unlike us. Gabriel grabbed her by the back of the hair and flung her into the wall cracking it to the structure beam holding up that portion of his loft.

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME?"

We grabbed her before she could get away then locked her away in a specially built chamber with padded walls lined by a mixture of lead and silver. Alice kept on screaming as we shackled then gave her friend Claire a highly potent sedative to ease her transformation then shut the door behind us and bolted it. We went into his bedroom which also acted as a massive net work of monitors that showed everything alive and dead in the city.

He was hard bulging through his unzipped slacks. I was dripping and aching to feel him inside me.He took me while we watched our pet project Claire. I couldn't tell you if it was the sex or turning her friend that got us off so well. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he guided my movements with his hands. I was facing him as he reclined back into his custom made leather chair. At times I had to grip the back of the chair, dig the heels of my feet into the carpet to keep me grounded. I loved Gabriel but wasn't about to have him gain the upper hand on me. I had to remain in control of my feelings. We climaxed him first then me. Rested our sweaty and tired bodies next to one another our hearts beating the same rhythm..our hair wet and slick around the edges. He ran his fingers through my hair and whispered "Welcome home."

Purgatory Chapter 7

Once we'd thrown her into the padded room she lie there on the floor shaking, foaming at the mouth as her transformation continued. Gabrielle and I watched her from the monitors in his bed chamber. She was banging on the door with the whole of her body.

"Let Me Out of here you sick fuckers! Let me out..please?!"Her breakdown was an exquisite night mare made real. Right about now she should be reliving one of my life times and probably Gabriel's as well. Claire was lying on the floor curled up into a knot of pain in the fetal position when her eyes flash and she is being hurled back through the time space continuum. Right now all she sees, hears, feels and tastes are memories of woman once known as Wynter. Wynter was being confronted by an angry mob baying for her blood brandishing her a witch during 1888. They dragged her out of her house in the dead of winter there was even layers of frost covering the ground crunching beneath their feet. The woman was wearing only a shift and the icy winds ripped through her like tissue. They threw a heavy rope around a sturdy branch of the tree she loved so much that was growing in her front yard. They tried hanging her but all that happened was she choked as she did the hangman's dance for a full twenty minutes before cutting her down she was still alive though just barely.

Wynter was a woman of esteem and respect throughout the close knit community people may have thought she was a bit eccentric in her manners and demeanor but she was the first that people called upon when ill. She wasn't a licensed doctor or nurse but a healer and midwife when people couldn't afford to see an actual doctor they went to Wynter.

The chaos that ensued was legendary and savage. Once so beautiful that if you touched her you may think she'd break like porcelain in the palms of your hands. She was the color of honey with dark long ringlets that reminded most of an untamed lions mane but it made her more exotic. All of this wasn't over witch craft it was about money and land. A woman that she'd tried to help deliver her baby died during the harrowing ordeal and so did the child. The bereft husband set about his campaign of lies and destruction and soon had the town elders and friends turn against her.The men in those days didn't like women having positions of authority and damn sure didn't like that Wynter was a self made woman. When the hanging failed they built a stack of coal, wood and petrol then tied her to the stake. Children were hitting her with stones as she stood there asking why her friends have turned against her.

"Why hath doth forsaken me? Have I not been a proper woman who knows all too well about my status and station in life?I beseech they to remember the person that I really am and not these lies."

A member of the mob yelled out. "Shut up you lying bitch of a whore. We know you did what you did to acquire more land and money to make the rest of us suffer because of your avarice. Claire began to show the marks on her body the same wound patterns from being stoned and the rope burn around her neck began to weep and itch. Caught in a mad time vortex she pleads for this ordeal to be over but they fall on deaf ears and this was only the beginning of this hellish nightmare that was making her into what she was about to become she had to experience that Wynter did.to fulfill her destiny. Right before they lit the fire Wynter saw a man dressed in black wearing a deerstalker cap zigzags through the mob without them taking much notice of him. He reached the front of the crowd and spoke to Wynter with his mine.

<I> Let go of this life you're fighting so hard to hold onto give in and you'll not have to suffer through this. She gave into this stranger and his words..a blue flame began consuming everything in its wake. As she burned she cursed them all and all of their blood lines to come.

"FINE YOU BELIEVE ME TO BE A WITCH EVEN THOUGH SOME OF YOU HAVE KNOWN ME MY WHOLE LIFE. IF IT'S MY DEATH YOU SEEK THEN DISBURSE IT AND I'LL BURN TO DEATH. MY BLOOD WILL BE ON YOUR HANDS AND THOSE OF YOUR CHILDREN AND THEIR CHILDREN! She shouted choking on the black soot. They watch in awe and shame as she was consumed by the fire. Claire's skins was blistering and bubbling as if she were the one tied to a stake and left to burn.

On that pile of wood her curse was born and her wrath knew no end. They so feared this woman that after her death they quartered her body and scattered the remains all over the country in hopes that she never came back. Claire screams out. "Make it stop! No more l-et me out of here ple-ase or just kill me now and be done with it."

Gabriel flipped the switch to the intercom in the padded room and spoke. "Why on earth would we stop? You're becoming something..well to be honest we don't really know but you'll be more then human if there's any room left for your soul to breathe then you're one of the lucky ones. We've had them change into angels, emotional and psychic vampires but few blood drinkers whereas myself and Lilith are all of the above and more. He chuckles while I played with his hair. We're also soul stealer's and eaters but we seldom turn people into those they seem to become at bit vicious and are harder to contain and control. You want to know the difference between Angels and Demons besides different postal codes..one has wings and one doesn't. You're nearly done my dear we're anxious to see just what you've become."

The hours felt like days for Claire, madness and malice infecting every cell in her body. She wept like an infant wanting its mother because she was emotionally, physically and psychologically broken from reliving Wynters ordeal and from the pain of her transformation. She lay on her side her knees firmly pressed against her torso as she rocked from side to side. She began twitching and itching scraping and digging out chunks of flesh and hair from her had to dilute the pain she was going through. She whimpered quietly before passing out when she awoke she had no marks, chunks of flesh gone she was her old self or so she thought until she began hearing the thoughts of those around her.

Unable to decipher all of the random voices calling out to her she begins a descent into blackness the images of the tortured seared into her mind and into insanity. She begins talking in riddles. She walked right over to the camera and recites her riddle. "What was once young and pure but now would devour you like soup de jour?" She dances around the room singing/screaming " Alice I can't help you so please shut up and let me think. La la la la Daddy's got an upset tummy he's not be properly eating. Isn't that true Daddy?" She cocked her head to the ride and stared into the lens "Isn't that right?

Tell Me What's Real! Chapter 8

Lilith isn't pleased by Clarity's little glamour joke. Images begin to swirl and twirl around her the faint continuous beeping sound becomes louder. The sound of her heart pounding in her ears inaudible voices blur causing imagery overload seizing her thoughts, feeding on her fear like maggot to rotten meat. A wave of nausea engulfs Lilith knocking her to the floor on all fours, retching and violently heaving. Shaking as the cold takes over her like a layer of frost she screamed. "ENOUGH!" Choking on the words her reaction to Clarity's change as triggered a violent reaction within Lilith. A black tar like substance poured from her mouth as pieces of it scattered away from her forming a solid pool wriggling and squirming its way into human form. The REAL Alice had somehow managed to expel herself from within Lilith. Gabriel stands there not knowing what to do as this has never happen before. Sure Lilith could only be summoned by someone she was genetically linked to but in all of her incarnations she consumed the body of her ancestors sending their souls into the ether. None of them had ever been strong enough to escape and reclaim their bodies til Alice. The beeping sound goes steady..

Lilith weak stands up. "All right Alice so you know that you and I are one right? If I'm harmed then so will you be harmed." Her laugh echoed in a cutting cackle. "I've been waiting for one of you to be strong enough and it looks like it's you girlie..coughing to clear her throat. The others were puppets mere meat sacks but not you. You are the reincarnation of our first child and it's time you lived up to who you truly are."

"That's bullshit! I'm not your daughter..you're both mad!"

A ghastly ripping sound cuts through the denial. The flesh on Alice's shoulder blades tear apart like tissue as her wings expand dripping blood and amniotic fluid spraying the walls and everything behind her. The pain of them flapping for the first time is excruciating drowning out the sound of her screams. "You'll heal fast then it won't hurt to retract and unfold your wings." Lilith and Gabriel lift Alice off the floor and carry her over to the bed to tend to her wounds. They lay her on her side and apply ancient healing herbs to her wings as she passes out from the pain. The beeping sound she's in a hospital the patient has coded and the doctors and nurses go to work to get her heart beating and stabilized. Images of people laughing and talking in a car flash in front of her eyes. It's Alice and her brother, his wife and two kids on their way to the beach when a crash sends all of them flying through the air along with the wreckage debris. The woman began screaming once revived and fighting the doctors and nurses. "I'm not Alice..I'm Lilith take your hands off me."