Diabolic Child
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Diabolic Child
Prologue
“Purpose”
Diabolic Children are a genetic fallen angel blood-line passed through the generations while living on Earth. The heirs are given special abilities so they can survive at the top of the higher monarchy of the demonic world. Each child has individuality, but share the gift of immortality. The flesh characteristics they share are midnight black and silver or snow white and silver hair, bare the clan marking some where on the body, and developed a reptile look to the eyes. Even though Diabolic Children are immortal, the blood cell structure is found to be destroyed to fire. They can burn into a pile ash if they are set in a blaze of fire from a very hot flame that is almost impossible. Only very few know this.
Out of all the years the fallen angels has been around, females were forbidden to be born within the blood-line. It was believed that a female would gain the upper hand of the clan and destroy everything around her. The women would not know from friend or foe; she trusted no one. Her soul would be devoured by her demonic blood. Female babies are tested at birth to try to find the virus within their blood from the tainted color. If the female has the taint virus within the blood, they must be killed at birth.
There was one female born in the earlier years of the fallen angelic clan. Chaos was determined to happen in the near future. The young girl could not control her gifts as a child. Becoming a youthful woman, she lost her state of mind and was unstable in civilization. She was captured not too long after most of the clan was murdered; only two witnesses remained to contain her, Lucian and Angelis. After her capture a plan was thought out to eliminate the problem by burning her at the stake, but the only problem was she was too stout for ropes and normal restrains. Chains were made from unbreakable molecules within some of the earth’s elements. She was limited to a thick post in the ground and bound with hand crafted chains made strictly for her.
Her eyes looked like hell had taken over her body. She had white hair of a ghost with black roots and streaks. She would whisper demonic hisses of the sound of reptile and beast. None of them knew a word of what she would speak. She was not anything of this world. She was too fair gone too even think about trying to save her soul is what Lucian exactly though.
She rested up against the post she was bound to, standing on cut, blocks of wood while taking her last breathes of life. Angelis hands Lucian the rod of fire. Lucian approaches the sticks underneath the blocks of wood. The woman turns her body’s position; looking directly at them. Lucian bends down to light the sticks when suddenly an amusing chuckle comes from the woman’s voice. Her laugh was caught between a witch’s voice and a serpent hiss. Lucian looks up at her disgustedly. Before he lit the wood, her lips began to move.
“Are you sure you want to light that?” the woman asked politely.
Lucian glares up into the tainted woman who received the mental sickness all the clan leaders feared to happed to females. The worst fear the clan leaders had was females would be fine as a child, but they would become unstable when the mature genes began to develop.
“You should have a far worst of a punishment than being burned alive, WENCH!” Angelis snickers at her.
“Shut up, Angelis! We finally got her speaking to us. Now we know that she can speak to us clearly, we must know the reasoning behind her actions.” Lucian commands.
“Get rid of her!” Angelis said irritated with his partner not listening to him.
Angelis’s words were ignored to the fact of his behavior and him missing the major point of Lucian’s objective.
“Because it was MY will!” The woman replies.
“Who are you?” Lucian asked.
The woman takes a moment and listens to her amusing thoughts while chuckling out loud.
“What the hell are you?” Lucian repeated in an angry tone.
She widens her red ruby snake eyes and hisses beastly at his tone of voice. The woman voice begins to snare, “DO NOT SPEAK TO ME LIKE THAT! I am more of beast than the monsters within you!”
Angelis was tired of hearing her ghastly nonsense so he approaches her over the wood, looks at her directly into her eyes, than smacks her hard across the face.
“I HATE WOMEN! They NEVER learn to shut up or do as they are TOLD!” Angelis replies after finally getting to relieve so stress after hitting the woman.
The woman spits blood from her mouth and smiles at her dearly beloved with her own blood showing through her teeth. The woman opened her mouth for one finally time. “YOU IGNORANT FOOL, ANGELIS! You are ALWAYS hot headed and it will get you in trouble someday. I’m not afraid of dying today, because I always will live where there is darkness. I will be reborn into the next generation anyway. Let’s hope the offspring you produce does not end up with the genetics of a female!”
Lucian pulls Angelis away from the pile of wood and sets it a blaze. She blows a kiss in Angelis’s direction before she was engulfed in the flames.
“Purpose”
Diabolic Children are a genetic fallen angel blood-line passed through the generations while living on Earth. The heirs are given special abilities so they can survive at the top of the higher monarchy of the demonic world. Each child has individuality, but share the gift of immortality. The flesh characteristics they share are midnight black and silver or snow white and silver hair, bare the clan marking some where on the body, and developed a reptile look to the eyes. Even though Diabolic Children are immortal, the blood cell structure is found to be destroyed to fire. They can burn into a pile ash if they are set in a blaze of fire from a very hot flame that is almost impossible. Only very few know this.
Out of all the years the fallen angels has been around, females were forbidden to be born within the blood-line. It was believed that a female would gain the upper hand of the clan and destroy everything around her. The women would not know from friend or foe; she trusted no one. Her soul would be devoured by her demonic blood. Female babies are tested at birth to try to find the virus within their blood from the tainted color. If the female has the taint virus within the blood, they must be killed at birth.
There was one female born in the earlier years of the fallen angelic clan. Chaos was determined to happen in the near future. The young girl could not control her gifts as a child. Becoming a youthful woman, she lost her state of mind and was unstable in civilization. She was captured not too long after most of the clan was murdered; only two witnesses remained to contain her, Lucian and Angelis. After her capture a plan was thought out to eliminate the problem by burning her at the stake, but the only problem was she was too stout for ropes and normal restrains. Chains were made from unbreakable molecules within some of the earth’s elements. She was limited to a thick post in the ground and bound with hand crafted chains made strictly for her.
Her eyes looked like hell had taken over her body. She had white hair of a ghost with black roots and streaks. She would whisper demonic hisses of the sound of reptile and beast. None of them knew a word of what she would speak. She was not anything of this world. She was too fair gone too even think about trying to save her soul is what Lucian exactly though.
She rested up against the post she was bound to, standing on cut, blocks of wood while taking her last breathes of life. Angelis hands Lucian the rod of fire. Lucian approaches the sticks underneath the blocks of wood. The woman turns her body’s position; looking directly at them. Lucian bends down to light the sticks when suddenly an amusing chuckle comes from the woman’s voice. Her laugh was caught between a witch’s voice and a serpent hiss. Lucian looks up at her disgustedly. Before he lit the wood, her lips began to move.
“Are you sure you want to light that?” the woman asked politely.
Lucian glares up into the tainted woman who received the mental sickness all the clan leaders feared to happed to females. The worst fear the clan leaders had was females would be fine as a child, but they would become unstable when the mature genes began to develop.
“You should have a far worst of a punishment than being burned alive, WENCH!” Angelis snickers at her.
“Shut up, Angelis! We finally got her speaking to us. Now we know that she can speak to us clearly, we must know the reasoning behind her actions.” Lucian commands.
“Get rid of her!” Angelis said irritated with his partner not listening to him.
Angelis’s words were ignored to the fact of his behavior and him missing the major point of Lucian’s objective.
“Because it was MY will!” The woman replies.
“Who are you?” Lucian asked.
The woman takes a moment and listens to her amusing thoughts while chuckling out loud.
“What the hell are you?” Lucian repeated in an angry tone.
She widens her red ruby snake eyes and hisses beastly at his tone of voice. The woman voice begins to snare, “DO NOT SPEAK TO ME LIKE THAT! I am more of beast than the monsters within you!”
Angelis was tired of hearing her ghastly nonsense so he approaches her over the wood, looks at her directly into her eyes, than smacks her hard across the face.
“I HATE WOMEN! They NEVER learn to shut up or do as they are TOLD!” Angelis replies after finally getting to relieve so stress after hitting the woman.
The woman spits blood from her mouth and smiles at her dearly beloved with her own blood showing through her teeth. The woman opened her mouth for one finally time. “YOU IGNORANT FOOL, ANGELIS! You are ALWAYS hot headed and it will get you in trouble someday. I’m not afraid of dying today, because I always will live where there is darkness. I will be reborn into the next generation anyway. Let’s hope the offspring you produce does not end up with the genetics of a female!”
Lucian pulls Angelis away from the pile of wood and sets it a blaze. She blows a kiss in Angelis’s direction before she was engulfed in the flames.